Disney University

Chapter One

"No chance. No way. I won't say it. No. No. You swoon. You sigh. Why deny it? Oh. Oh. It's too cliché. I won't say I'm in... I won't say I'm in... I won't say I'm in..."

"Can you feel the love tonight? You needn't look too far... The world for once in perfect harmony. Love is where we are."

"Come stop your crying. It'll be alright. Here take my hand and hold it tight. I will protect you from all around you. I will be here. Don't you cry. Cause you'll be in my heart. Yes, you'll be in my heart. From this day on, now and forever more."

"I know you. I danced with you once upon a dream. I know you. The gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. And, I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem, but if I know you, I know what you'll do. You'll love at once the way you did once upon a dream."

"I've got myself a notion. And, one that you'll understand. To set the world in motion. By reaching out for each other's hand. Maybe we'll discover what we should've known all along. One way or another, together's where we both belong. If we listen to each other's heart, we'll we're never too far apart, and maybe love is the reason why for the very first time ever we're seeing it eye to eye."

"Can you feel the love tonight..."

"Seriously, Bolt? We were twenty songs in." I roll my eyes at my friend.

"I'm sorry. I was so caught up in the moment. My transitions were on point." Bolt holds his hands up in defense. I just laugh as Bolt pulls me into a hug.

Clapping comes from the audience. Bolt and I pull away from each other to look down at our Musical Theatre class. There are about fifty people sitting in the house seats, watching our performance. We begin auditions for our winter musical next week, so our teachers gave us a day off to simply cool off and mentally prepare ourselves for auditions. We all decided to play a game called "The Song Game" where you have to go back and forth with a partner singing any song but cannot repeat the same song, album, or artist.

"Very impressive as always, Mister Mortez and Miss Triton. Who would like to perform next?" Mr. Roger walks onto the stage to ask the students in the audience.

Nobody's hand raise up, except Bolt and mine. Mr. Rogers looks around the theatre with a face practically begging anyone to come up and sing. He points at a few Year Ten's in the back of the room, who nervously shake their heads as they duck down.

"Why are you ruining Bolt and Ariel's streak?" Fox, a short, scrawny boy near the front, asks. After his comment, the room erupts into commotion. Everyone is voicing their opinion on how Mr. Rogers is making someone new play The Song Game.

"I'll give extra credit to anyone, honest to God anyone, who comes up on this stage." He pleads, but the hands still refuse to fly upwards, "Fine, one more time... Give it up for Bolt and Ariel!"

***

"Are you guys dating yet?"

"Do you guys have secret sessions where you both harmonize perfectly with each other?"

"You're both auditioning for the leads in the musical, right?"

"Nope." Bolt and I answer all three questions in one short answer.

We are currently attempting to get to our next class, but people from our Musical Theatre class followed us into the quad. I don't like being followed because it makes me feel so watched. I am not that interesting, and Bolt is a dog...literally.

"Why not?" Fox asks quietly. Bolt glances down at the small boy next to him before spotting a good seat in the quad.

"Have a nice day, everyone. Don't be late for your next class." Bolt smiles politely at the mass crowd around us. Once the diffusion of high school students begins, I'm pulled along with Fox to a table under a large Oak tree. I sit at the little table with Fox as Bolt goes to get something.