(girl) High school.
If you believe the hype,
it will be the greatest years of our lives.
Oh, that's not me, by the way.
That's me... with my brother.
And what you're about to watch
is actually about my first day in seventh grade.
Are you ready, guys?
(all) Totally ready!
♪♪
♪ This time is so fantastic ♪
♪ And we're psyched to get scholastic ♪
♪ 'Cause it's day one of the school year ♪
♪ I got the right guy and my friends by my side ♪
♪ I got my pom-poms and made it a cheer ♪
♪ Let's go ♪
♪ And I'm the class president... ♪
CJ, shut this off.
Stop.
♪ ... having 500 friends ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ And every one in Glee ♪
♪ Is so proud and so friendly ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ 'Cause it's high school the cool school ♪
♪ The totally-we-rule school ♪
♪ The yeah school the whoo school ♪
♪ The shake-it-like-a-fool school ♪
♪ Where friendship never ends ♪♪
Okay, high school is nothing like that.
Trust me.
They're a bunch of liars.
Ronbie, please don't ruin
"High School High Musical."
And my last night of summer.
(all) Yeah, don't ruin it for her.
Okay, here's where things get a little weird.
But stay with me, it will make sense.
Well, don't lie to her!
Sing what high school's really like.
Go on, go on.
Sing her the truth.
Sing it!
♪ Your brother's kind of right ♪
♪ High school's a struggle and a fight ♪
♪ I'm overscheduled and have no time for friends ♪
♪ What? ♪
♪ Because I got five Fs they took the letter off my chest ♪
♪ And now my season's at an end ♪
Ahh!
♪ And we didn't make Glee ♪
♪ So we're sad not happy ♪
Sorry, guys.
Now off my stage!
(yelling)
(crashing)
It gets worse?
Oh yeah.
School starts at 7:30.
I have five hours of homework a night.
Final exams make me wanna vomit.
♪ And you lose all the friends you have now ♪
♪ 'Cause you grow apart and like different things ♪
♪ Or they start to act like they're way too cool ♪
Can we at least sing happy again?
(all) Yeah!
♪ 'Cause in high school the song school ♪
♪ The homework-all-night-long school ♪
♪ The low school the strife school ♪
♪ The no-time-for-a-life school ♪
♪ And yeah you'll lose the friends you have now ♪♪
(alarm beeping) (gasping)
Yep, you guessed it.
That last part was a dream and I'm freaking out.
Why?
Because singing teens just informed me
my future is bleak and friendless.
♪♪
Hey, hon?
Think there's something wrong with CJ.
Oh.
Of course there is.
Summer's over and someone told her high school horror stories
last night.
Hey, I told her the truth.
And what was that?
That high school's gross and makes you vomit
and I'm gonna lose all the friends that I have now.
Why, you little-- Get him!
So you might be wondering why I'm so freaked out about
a silly dream and something that's two years away.
But my friends are the most important thing to me.
And losing them was all I could think about.
Not what a perfect first day of seventh grade it seemed.
Not our new principal, who seems to float with terror.
Not even that Paul Shmalter, the hall monitor,
grew a moustache over the summer.
No.
All I could think about was,
will I lose my best friends before high school?
Happy first day, best friend of mine.
Fenwick Fraser,
possessor of one mega brain,
100 stylish ties
and the first friend I ever made.
It's a piggy bank.
You're gonna need it.
With skyrocketing college tuition,
you'll graduate in deep debt,
yet unemployable because your parents smothered you
with their crippling sense of entitlement.
You wanna be friends?
Yes.
And since then, he's always there for me.
I can't hang out anymore. What?
Look, if I want to go to Stanford
and rule the world someday,
I need to focus now on scholarships, not friendships.
Well, what about lunch?
Studying.
What about study hall?
Studying.
Well, what about...
See you at graduation!
Okay, I admit it.
It did seem like I just lost best friend number one
before homeroom.
But I also knew I had BFF number two,
Christian Powers, AKA Crispo,
who just got his braces off,
finally got the haircut I suggested
and, after saving his life in kindergarten,
vowed to be my best friend forever.
(school bell ringing)
Now that I got my braces off,
I can't stop licking my teeth.
Okay, stop that.
Just smile and help me figure out a way to
knock some sense back into Fen.
Hey, Crispo!
Her Highness, Mindy Minus,
the most popular girl in school.
I hate her.
Wow, you look different.
Yeah, I got this new hair
and this awesome jacket that's awesome.
Yeah, you're friends with us now.
♪♪
Right now, it does seem my high school dream
was becoming a middle school nightmare.
I just lost Fenwick to Study World
and Crispo to Popular World.
But did I panic?
Yes.
But I knew I just needed to find something that would bring us
all back to Best Friend Forever World.
But what?
(chirping)
Guess who ate my rhubarb experiments
in the school garden all summer
but is not eating them anymore!
Why do you have it on your desk?
So we can suffer the same pain and humiliation
that he caused me.
And that's when I realized I was going to get my best friends
back by freeing Mr. Slinko's raccoon.
Why?
Because I knew since kindergarten
my best buds could not resist a good rescue mission.
Teacher took Angelica.
But we're gonna get her back.
Lookout! Looking out.
Rope?
Horsey!
No, rope!
Horsey!
We don't need a horsey.
Don't eat it.
Besides, who's gonna say no to this face?
You can sit down now.
♪♪
Do not disturb Smart Time, please.
I need your help. Here we go.
I'm just going to tell you what it is.
Fine, but whatever it is better be important,
like really important.
Like "make my face freeze so I don't even know
how to react" important.
We're going to free Slinko's raccoon.
(school bell ringing)
Look, in case you haven't noticed,
we have a new principal,
and getting in trouble on our first day
is not on my list of things to do.
♪♪
I'm in. Great.
Now we just need--
(all) Crispo!
♪♪
(boy) Crispo!
(girl) Crispo!
(boy) Crispo! (boy) Crispo!
Hey, guys.
Did you hear? I'm popular now.
It's so much fun.
(girl) Crispo! (boy) Crispo!
(girl) Crispo!
Put your hand down.
'Cause you know what else is fun?
Low fives.
(girl) Crispo! (girl) Crispo!
Saving the caged raccoon in Mr. Slinko's class.
He looks so sad.
I got just the thing to get the job done.
(thundering) (animal growling)
Here we go.
♪♪
The coast is clear.
Operation: Stay Friends Forever is going super smooth.
By the end of second period, we were all back together.
I even made a new friend.
Okay, we just have to get you on our cart,
disguise you as our secret science fair project,
then roll you outside to freedom.
Um, raccoons don't speak English.
Just get him on the cart.
(chirping)
Hey, you.
Don't hide those eyes. (record scratching)
Uh...
Hey, Mindy, what's up?
Crispo's cool cred, thanks to me.
♪♪
And just like that, the plan started falling apart.
The plan is falling apart!
I just said that.
We lost our lookout!
The coast is still clear.
Oh my gosh.
Still clear.
Ooh, he's heavy.
(chirping)
(glass breaking)
Get you on the cart.
(clunking)
(CJ) A little help!
I told you this would only lead to trouble.
And I can't have trouble!
There's no trouble.
Do you see any trouble?
(school bell ringing)
(door closing)
♪♪
(bird squawking)
Huh.
(woman) Well, well, well.
Cutting your first class on the first day of school?
What do you have to say for yourselves?
This is all her fault!
♪♪
Names, now.
Uh, names? What are names?
I'm so-- I don't know what--
I don't understand.
CJ Martin and Fenwick Fraser,
who must've gotten lost on their way to class.
I don't trust their faces.
I can read faces, it's a gift.
He's right. We're so lost.
We are so lost and so sorry. Where are we?
Your new "princiaplness." Your new "princiaplness."
The bow is nice.
I like the bow.
Students, meet the new leader of Pootatuck Middle School,
Principal Hader.
But perhaps you should call me Principal Changer
due to all the changes I'm making to old PMS.
New floors, new ceilings
and a brand-new administration facility.
You mean new principal's office.
No, it's an administration facility.
Principal's office. It's an administration facility.
But it's mostly a principal's--
Allow me to explain.
Our school has always had an amazing eighth grade patio.
Eighth graders loved it.
And us seventh graders couldn't wait to get it.
But this year... it's gone.
And in its place is a construction site nicknamed...
(all) The Death Star.
The board wanted me to have it!
All I want is for everyone's first day back
to be so great you chant my name.
(children chanting) Hader, Hader, Hader...
Us too.
Good!
I can think of
100 things you could say to me right now
before you... walk...
That's cool.
Catch you later, my...
my BFF!
Hey!
Where's my cart?
♪♪
(school bell ringing)
Are you aware that Henry Slinko
has a raccoon in his classroom?
It's in a cage! What's your point?
Uh, I guess it would be that a feral raccoon
in school is bad.
Hmm, here's what's bad.
This school's test scores.
Parents who forget to sign their
child's gym release form.
And my new administration facility,
which is not done yet!
(truck beeping)
Well, I don't know, I think the Death Star's
coming along nicely.
Do I threaten you, Mr. Roberts?
A woman boss about the same age?
Wait, who calls this the Death Star?
The same ones that call you Darth Hader.
(gasping)
I will bring order to this school, I assure you. (truck beeping)
And get that beeping thing away from me!
If anything happens to my office,
I don't have the funds to replace it.
(truck beeping)
And you.
Your job is to guide students, not me,
so go... guide them.
You know where the door is.
I'll just use the wall.
♪♪
(CJ) So next period, as the entire eighth grade gave up hope
of saving their beloved patio..
(all gasping)
... I did not give up hope on saving my friendships
or saving that raccoon.
(chirping)
No.
And yes, I'm prone to adventure,
but your plans always lead to trouble.
What?
Name three.
The Pudding Incident, the Glasgow Fiasco,
Ice Hallway.
Okay, good memory.
But I can think of a hundred reasons why we should--
Besides, Crispo's gone.
Her Highness Mindy Minus has pulled him into
the gorgeous vortex.
(boy) Crispo!
♪♪
(giggling)
It is a cool jacket.
I picked out that jacket!
♪♪
Oh no, she's coming!
Don't look into her eyes.
Whatever you guys are up to sounds weird
and I don't like it.
Crispo is going to be the most popular boy in the school
and even though he doesn't know it yet, we're dating.
That's not dating.
Our love is real!
So stay away from him or I will come down on you
like Paul Shmalter on sixth graders.
♪♪
(siren blaring)
(chuckling menacingly)
How many things have to go wrong
before you realize your plan is dangerous?
I don't know, nine?
(Crispo) This book is good.
Boy, I sure like books.
Crispo? Crispo?
Keep talking, but look at Fen, not me.
Uh, okay, but why are we doing this?
Meet me at the first floor water fountain
if you want to know more.
Do we have to go?
Keep talking.
(Crispo) Look, Mindy told me that I had to choose between
you guys and her.
But I don't want to choose.
I love you guys.
But Mindy's so pretty.
So I'm hiding behind a book.
Okay, but...
there's a raccoon trapped in a cage that needs our help.
So what are we gonna do about it?
Go back to my intense studies and stay out of trouble.
Mindy smells like strawberries.
So would the raccoon if it wore lip gloss.
And what if it has a raccoon wife and raccoon kids
and they're all scared
'cause Dad didn't come home from his raccoon job?
What else you got?
This is middle school.
This is our time to get crazy and live life.
I've seen the future
and nobody has time for anything.
So what do you say?
One last adventure.
If it doesn't work out, you can go back to your
intense studies and you can go back to stra--
Fine, I'll do it.
You had me at "raccoon kids."
(school bell ringing)
Okay, so science class was pretty straightforward.
Slinko gave us the standard
"What do you remember from last year?" test.
Crispo used the time to invent secret hand code signals
that we did not understand.
Mark Chernoff completely failed at
the cover-your-fart-with-a-cough move.
(farting)
(coughing)
(school bell ringing)
Then the bell rang and we get back to our story.
(chirping)
He's been taunting me for years.
But this year I got him.
Raccoons don't hold grudges.
They're looking for food and a mate all the time.
Oh, not this one.
This one wants me.
Which is why after school,
he is entering my raccoon relocation program.
Wait, what's that?
It's where I drop him off
100 miles away from this school
and my rhubarb experiments.
(Crispo) What about his raccoon wife and raccoon kids?
Then I guess Mom's coaching raccoon soccer this year.
(chuckling)
But, allow me to give him one last view of the game.
Aren't you gonna leave?
Now?
With the door wide open?
Not after my cart disappeared.
Out!
Okay.
Minor setback. (Crispo) Relax.
All we need is a sky elevator
or rocket boots.
Get up to that window...
pull cage out said window onto sky elevator
or rocket boots,
then lower Mr. Raccoony to freedom.
You can't be serious.
(animal growling) Do you see the sunglasses?
Okay, one small problem.
There's no such thing as sky elevators
or rocket boots!
(chirping) (truck beeping)
What about a crane?
Okay, stay with that for now.
All right, everybody, that's lunch.
♪♪
The plan was simple.
Well, not simple, but potentially doable.
Because our parents didn't sign our release forms,
we couldn't participate in gym class.
Now sit on the bench and feel bad
while we all have fun
running and sweating and breathing in field dust.
(coughing)
Make a hole.
(whistle blowing)
We didn't sit long.
(CJ) Go, go, go!
Oh, do not try this at home.
Looking out.
And by lowering the bucket just 42 centimeters,
Crispo would be able to pull the raccoon onto the crane
then I lower him to freedom.
(gears grinding)
Ooh!
Wrong lever. Wrong lever.
♪♪
Okay, just sit down
and don't touch anything!
(engine revving)
It butt starts?
Shut it off!
It won't butt shut off!
Stand back!
Never mind!
(screaming)
Hit that, hit that!
Turn it off, turn it off!
♪♪
Jump off!
Just jump off!
In case you were still wondering,
this was not part of the plan.
(CJ) Okay, if you're just joining us, here's a quick recap.
The night before my first day of seventh grade,
a singing high school dream informed me that...
♪ High school's hard and miserable ♪
♪ You'll lose your friends from middle school ♪♪
So I decided to keep my friends together
with one last adventure--
freeing this raccoon.
My smart BFF agreed to join me, reluctantly.
And my newly popular BFF agreed to join us,
as long as we're not seen together.
Which resumes our story here, with our new principal about to
enter her new administration facility.
(engine rumbling)
(screaming)
Okay, bad news.
We just destroyed Darth Hader's new office.
But good news,
we got the eighth grade patio back.
(cheering)
Hey!
Hey, you!
Again, the bad news.
Okay.
I know I'm the smartest kid in school,
but what do we do?
We did what every responsible student should do
when they've made an honest mistake.
Oh...
Split up!
♪♪
You, find them!
Two medium ones and a tally, all wearing gym clothes.
Lady, it's not our job to hunt down kids in--
Do it!
Who is that?
Paul Shmalter, the hall monitor.
Put down those sixth graders and bring me anyone
wearing gym clothes who is not in gym class.
Hey, you.
You off to sixth period? You bet I am!
♪♪
Okay, hide, just hide.
(whimpering)
You don't need the book!
What we need is to change out of these clothes
and get to Spanish class.
(school bell ringing)
Which we are now officially cutting.
(door opening)
♪♪
This looks bad, right?
Yeah.
It was an accident.
But, hey, it's middle school!
Time to try new things--
hundreds of things-- and learn from our mistakes, right?
But this one thing got out of hand and, boy,
have we learned a lot.
And it was my fault-- don't blame them.
Wait, are you telling me that--
They smashed it with a tractor.
Three of them: two boys, one girl.
W-was the girl wearing red sneakers?
I don't have specifics!
Then how can I help you?
(clunking)
You know what?
I don't want your help finding them.
You sure about that?
And I don't need your help.
I'm Principal Changer.
I'm changing this school.
And I will think about making some changes
to my guidance staff in the future!
Okay, as your guidance counselor,
allow me to guide you.
Out this window, then along the side of
the building to the last door on your right.
There you will find
the lost-and-found bin from last year.
Put found clothes over your gym clothes
and when you get to class,
you tell your teacher you were with me,
which I will confirm.
What kind of guidance counselor are you?
♪♪
The totally awesome and probably future-fired kind.
Now, stay low and good luck.
Wait.
Won't the sidewalks be crawling with construction workers
and Principal Hader?
Yes.
So, uh, let's think about that
and try to come up with a solution.
♪♪
Remember, they are wearing gym clothes.
And they are evil.
Happy hunting, fellas.
All right, let's go.
Here we go, split up!
♪♪
Jackpot!
Quick, put the clothes on and let's get to class.
♪♪
(gasping)
Stop right there!
(record scratching)
♪♪
(chuckling) Oh, I got you.
♪♪
(meowing)
And lookee what Crispo found
(animal growling) in the lost and found.
We don't need sunglasses!
(man) They gotta be around here somewhere.
(man) Got it, got it.
(man) Yo!
Hey, right there!
Go, go, go! Get 'em, let's get 'em!
Slow-motion would really enhance this moment, don't you think?
♪♪
♪ Ugh ♪
♪ Ahh ♪
♪ Come on ♪
♪ Ugh ♪
♪ Shake it, shake it ♪
♪ Ugh ♪
♪ Ahh ♪
♪ Ugh ♪
♪ Shake it, shake it ♪
♪ Shake what you got ♪
♪ Shake it, shake it ♪
♪ Ugh ♪
♪ Ahh ♪
♪ Ugh ♪♪
Move!
♪♪
(CJ) Come on!
(all panting)
I feel so alive!
Good.
Because those of us not on Planet Crispo,
we're dead!
That way, that way, that way.
Wait.
This is my mom's car.
(beeping)
(CJ) Come on, come on, let's go, let's go.
Go, go, move, move! Ow, my foot!
Check over there!
Okay.
I can think of a hundred things
you'd rather be doing right now, but--
Get down, get down!
Relax.
My dad got the tinted windows and ultra-quiet package.
Really?
Hello!
We're in here!
(man) Hey, I lost my shoe!
I'm a construction man,
somebody ran over my building!
Get down!
I said relax.
They can't see in.
(man) Not over here.
Let's go, let's...
What about her?
(cell phone vibrating)
"Hey, sweetie, just dropped off your gym release.
XOXOX"-- Oh.
♪♪
There were three of them in the parking lot.
But we lost them. Perfect.
Because that means they're not in class.
So I just have to wait for sixth period attendance
to be returned and the three that are missing will be mine.
Then I will expel
the office-destroying delinquents from this school
and be cheered.
(children chanting) Hader, Hader,
Hader, Hader, Hader...
♪♪
(phone ringing)
Hello?
Oh, hi, hon.
Yeah, um, I dropped off CJ's form
and I stopped by the house to grab a snack
and feed the fish.
Yeah.
Everyone looked like they were having a really happy first day.
♪♪
(door closing)
We are not happy.
Instead of being in sixth period Spanish,
we are at su casa!
(CJ) Just to reiterate, this was definitely not the plan.
Ooh, water pita!
Don't eat that.
♪♪
Why did you have to rescue a raccoon?
I mean, why not do something easy
like steal a school bus or kidnap Gym Coach LaBeau?
Is Coach LaBeau a dude or a woman?
It doesn't matter as long as he/she is happy.
Makes sense.
Why did you have to rescue a raccoon?
Hey, you agreed to do it. Guys, chill.
I just want her to tell us why.
It's not just about rescuing the raccoon, okay?
It's about rescuing us.
♪♪
My brother and this singing dream/nightmare
said that middle school friendships
don't make it to high school.
And I didn't want that happening to us.
Why would you think we wouldn't stay friends?
Yeah, we're gonna be friends forever.
Liars.
You said, "See you after graduation."
And you're hiding our friendship behind a book.
You still have Angelica?
Cool sunglasses.
It's her beach look.
And she's my good luck charm.
We rescued her the first day of kindergarten, remember?
And she likes hugs.
I like hugs. Don't you dare--
CJ.
♪♪
This is nice.
Besides, what does Ronbie know about
high school, anyways?
I know it's horrifying.
But you get out at 2:00.
Now why are you here
and is Fen wearing my pants?
Maybe.
It's a long story that starts with us
destroying the new principal's office
while trying to free a raccoon
and ends with us in Mom's car
getting expelled once Mrs. Knapp hands in
sixth period attendance.
Cat-Knapp still teaches Spanish?
Cat-Knapp? Cat-Knapp? Cat-Knapp?
She's like 90 years old and sleeps all class long.
(snoring)
You don't have to worry about attendance.
She never takes it.
So you're saying if we get back to school
by seventh period,
the crazy new principal won't know we were gone?
Yep.
♪♪
(animal growling) We've got seven minutes.
Why are you all looking at me like that?
(tires screeching)
Can't this thing go any faster?
(rock music blaring)
The speed limit is 15 miles per hour
and do you see the potholes?
(tires screeching)
Change the station, I hate this song.
(classical music playing)
(snoring)
(school bell ringing)
Can you stop?
Look, the speed limit is 35! Look, the speed limit is 35!
(tires screeching) (all) Yeah!
(tires screeching) (all) No!
Pass her, you've gotta pass her!
With minors in the car.
You want me to lose my license?!
We've got three minutes!
Angelica will lead the way!
CJ said she was good luck.
(horn honking)
(tires screeching)
She is good luck.
Have you seen Crispo? No.
What are you doing?
Go back, go back! You passed the school!
(tires screeching)
(screaming)
Front door's always locked,
but the maintenance door is always open.
Move!
♪♪
(CJ) Love you! Love you too.
I can't hold Angelica anymore.
He's still going with the book?
♪♪
(Crispo) Hey, there you are.
Let's get to seventh period totally on time.
♪♪
(panting)
Where were you and what are you wearing?
I was in the bathroom.
For an hour?
Yeah, it was so bad I had to change my clothes. (gasping)
(chirping)
What are you doing?
We're gonna make it!
No! No raccoon!
The door's open!
Which means Slinko's coming back!
It's looking at me!
It's giving me the look.
It's not about saving the raccoon, remember?
It's about saving us.
And we have 10 seconds to save us.
No, do not go into that...
(school bell ringing)
Welcome to study hall.
Open your books... study.
If you have to go to the bathroom, go nuts.
(CJ grunting)
Come on, gotta get you free.
Hello, CJ.
Decide to skip study hall?
Uh, no, I...
This is Paul Shmalter, the hall monitor.
I have a class cutter by the name of...
Anybody need help...
or sunglasses?
We don't need sunglasses!
We just let him go while the halls are empty,
guide him down the stairs to an open door.
But I can't get it open.
I know what to do!
Help her.
Move!
Ready?
Be free! (chirping)
(toilet flushing)
(chirping)
♪♪
(screeching) (screaming)
(screaming continues)
Huh.
Raccoons do hold grudges.
(screaming)
(all screaming)
(screaming continues)
We've done a good job here today.
Fire! There must be a fire!
No, no, no!
(fire alarm ringing)
Side note: Never pull a fire alarm
unless you are positive you see a fire.
And not a loose raccoon.
(screaming continues)
(woman on PA) Fire alarm detected.
Please move quickly to the exits.
(Hader) Remain calm.
Remain calm, everyone.
Good, go to the exits.
(all screaming)
Remain calm!
Remain calm, for goodness sakes!
(screaming continues)
(sirens blaring)
Heck of a first day back.
All right, go on this way.
(screaming)
Oh!
♪♪
Well, that was easy.
(Hader) Well, look who it is again.
You two.
With another kid who has a book in front of his face.
Principal Hader.
There was a...
a raccoon in the hall, but we let it out the door.
Good thing we were here.
Oh, really?
Is that what happened here,
new kid whose face I can't see or trust?
(Crispo) We like doing good things for our school
that we love.
Things.
What is that? What is it saying?
What he means is
the confidence and strength you project
inspires us all to do great things.
Thank you.
Well, you're welcome.
I am here to inspire.
And might I suggest early dismissal.
We've had a lot of excitement today
and I think you'll win even more students
with your compassion.
(whispering) Do it before somebody dies.
I am compassionate too.
Hader, Hader, Hader...
(all chanting) Hader, Hader, Hader,
Hader, Hader, Hader...
Oh, early dismissal, everyone!
(school bell ringing) (all cheering)
Principal Hader!
I saw them, the three of them!
All in-- Shut it, Paul.
I'm being cheered.
(cheering)
(Hader) Up high.
Principal Changer in the house!
Well, thanks for that, uh, one last adventure.
I guess it's back to your studies and back to your book.
See you around.
Seriously, you're leaving?
(Crispo) 'Cause if we're gonna stay friends forever,
we're gonna need a lot more one-last adventures.
Well, this is middle school,
the time to live life and try new things.
How many things?
I can think of a hundred.
(Crispo) Ooh!
Then we're gonna need these. (animal growling)
So looking back,
do I recommend freeing a raccoon on your first day of school?
Yeah!
Because I learned that no matter how bad things get,
we have the power to make things better.
I learned that with friends by your side, you can do anything.
And I learned that slow-motion makes everything look cool.
♪♪
But if you don't have a raccoon in your homeroom,
try just getting out of your comfort zone.
Sure, it might get a little crazy,
but isn't that the point?
And the biggest thing I learned from my singing dream
is that these are the greatest years of our lives,
so let's make sure we break out.
All you need is a little courage,
a couple of good friends--
oh, and don't forget the sunglasses.
One down and 99 to go.