Descendants: A High School Musical Story

Scream

Carlos was having a hard time deciding what to do in the future.

Some people wanted him to work with animals, others wanted him to keep playing Tourney. And, to top It all off, he and Jane had countless arguments about It. It got so bad she walked out of the argument last time. It got to the point where he just wanted to..... Scream......

Right now, he was in his dorm. Jay was at Tourney practice, which Carlos didn't go to, and the others were busy.

He looked at their Trophy, and then at Dude.

"The a day door is close, the echoes fill your soul. They won't say which way to go. Just trust your heart," Carlos sang sadly.

"To find what you're here for, open another door. But I'm not sure anymore, it's just so hard," He sang and then looked to see visions of him and Dude, and then him and the Tourney team.

Carlos shook his head and slammed his fist on the wall. He groaned and kicked his bed.

"Voices in my head, tell me they know best," he sang. "Got me on the edge, they're pushing, pushing, they're pushing."

"I know they got a plan," he looked at a picture of his friends. "But the balls in my hands, this time it's man to man, I'm driving, fighting, inside a..."

"World that's upside down, it's spinning faster. What do I do now, without you," Carlos sang.

"I don't where to go, what's the right team. I want my own thing, so bad I'm gonna scream. I can't choose so confused, what's it all mean. I want my own dream, so bad I'm gonna scream."

He opened his door and walked down the hall. Surprisingly, there was no one there.

"I'm kicking down the walls. I've got to make them fall. Just break through them all them all, I'm punching, crashing I'm gonna...."

"Fight to find myself, me and no one else. Which way, I can't tell I'm searching, searching, can't find the..."

"Way that I should turn, I should turn left or right. It's like nothing works, without," he sang looking at Jane's locker.

"I don't where to go, what's the right team. I want my own thing, so bad I'm gonna scream. I can't choose so confused, what's it all mean. I want my own dream, so bad I'm gonna scream."

"Yeah the clock's running down. Head the crowd getting loud, I'm consumed by the sound. Is it her, is it love? Will music what he enough? Gotta work it out, gotta work it out. You can do it, you can do it!" Carlos sang and jumped off some stairs. He looked at a banner of the Tourney team hanging up on the wall. He stood there for a minute and then pulled it down and it fell on the ground.

"I don't where to go, what's the right team. I want my own thing, so bad I'm gonna scream. I can't choose so confused, what's it all mean. I want my own dream, so bad I'm gonna scream," he sang and fell to his knees.

"Aaaaaaaaah!"