Script

Audition Central: Fame The Musical JR.

Script: Iris Kelly

SIDE 1

MS. BELL

Good. Very good. You ve got the choreography, now let s talk about the quality of movement. It should be lyrical but strong, like fire and ice.

(MISS SHERMAN enters.)

Hello, Esther, what brings you to the fourth floor?
 

MISS SHERMAN

I understand you ve chosen to feature Iris and Tyrone in next year s Junior Festival.
 

MS. BELL

They earned it.
 

MISS SHERMAN

Unfortunately, Tyrone won t be able to participate.
 

TYRONE

Say what?
 

MISS SHERMAN

I m sorry Tyrone, you failed Sophomore English.
 

TYRONE

You flunked me?! But I did all the work. I even handed in my term paper on time.
 

MISS SHERMAN

Unfortunately, it bore a remarkable similarity to Iris s.
 

TYRONE

Wait a minute. Are you accusin me of cheatin ?
 

IRIS

Tyrone and I study together. So what if the papers are similar?
 

MISS SHERMAN

They weren t similar, they were identical.
 

MS. BELL

Then why not accuse Iris?
 

MISS SHERMAN

Because she s a straight A student.

(to TYRONE)
Let s be honest. Iris has been carrying you in your academic subjects for the entire year.
 

TYRONE

Nobody carries me. I do my own work, in my own way.
 

MISS SHERMAN

You may think you do, but your reading is substandard. You couldn t possibly have written that paper.
 

TYRONE

Hey, forget this noise. I didn t wanna be in no festival anyway.

(TYRONE exits. IRIS follows him out.)
 

MS. BELL

Tyrone, wait. Wait!

(MS. BELL turns back to MISS SHERMAN.)

You re not being fair, Esther. Tyrone works hard in my class. He s motivated in my class. This young man has the potential to be a true artist.
 

MISS SHERMAN

A true artist that can hardly read? Let Tyrone pass his academic subjects  then we ll talk about his future in the arts.
 

MS. BELL

No! We ll talk about it now!
 

SIDE 2

MABEL

That scale better be broken! I give up!! I just give up. This body s retainin more water than the Titanic!!! Wait a minute. What s that smell?

(MABEL looks around, then sees IRIS with the pudding.)

Ooooh! Vanilla pudding!! My favorite.
 

IRIS

Sorry, Ms. Bell says you need to lose weight.
 

MABEL

Then how about a sniff? One good sniff could tide me over till lunch.
 

IRIS

Well, okay. But just one.

(IRIS holds out the pudding to her, but then suddenly passes it to another girl, who in turn keep passing it to another, until it finally ends back in IRIS s hand.)

No Mabel, you better not tempt yourself.
 

MABEL

(falling to the floor)
I wanna die. I wanna die. Do you know what I go through day in and day out? There s the sore muscles and the back pain and the sweat. But worse than that  I CAN T EAT!!

SIDE 3

TYRONE

I still don t have no future in ballet.
 

IRIS

Maybe you would, if you worked harder.
 

TYRONE

Hey, I work as hard as anyone. But, be honest, when was the last time you saw someone like me dancin in the corps de ballet?
 

IRIS

It s not your dancin that s the problem, Mr. Tyrone Jackson. It s your attitude.
 

TYRONE

You don t know me, so stop shoving your silver spoon down my throat.

(TYRONE starts to exit. IRIS decides to come clean.)
 

IRIS

Tyrone, wait. My family s not rich. They barely have enough money to keep me in pointe shoes.
 

TYRONE

Yeah, right. That s why you show up every day in that long black limo.
 

IRIS

My father s a chauffeur. He drops me off on his way to work. And I don t speak French either.
 

TYRONE

Then how come you been puttin on this act?
 

IRIS

Because I was scared.
 

TYRONE

Scared a what? You re the best dancer in this school, Iris.
 

IRIS

Scared no one would like me.
 

TYRONE

Well& I like you.
 

IRIS

Yeah?
 

TYRONE

Yeah.