| No running! |
| Zack! Zack! Don’t make me call you twice. |
| Try to walk as if you’re going somewhere. Look at you! Tuck in your shirt. |
| Good morning, Mr. Moonihav. Good morning, Zack. |
| Good morning Mrs. Hathaway. Good morning, Summer. |
| Good morning, Ms. Mullens. |
| Ms. Mullens, I wonder if I could bother you for a moment- |
| Mom, your car is in the 'No-Parking' zone. |
| I know, honey, but I just wanted to- |
| Mom, I’ll do the asking. Go move the car. |
| All right, honey, if you’re- She’s so definite, isn’t she just? |
| You’re sure you’ve got everything? |
| Your homework, your books? |
| Good morning Mr. and Mr. Spencer-Williams. Hello, Tamika. |
| Good morning, Ms. Mullens. |
| How’s she settling in? |
| It’s hard to join a new school at your age, but she’ll be fine. |
| And your cold’s completely gone? |
| It wasn’t a cold, just an allergy. |
| I- I’m holding her lunch. Christ, Kevin, I’m holding her lunch. Tamika! |
| Here at Horace Green |
| We face the future |
| Always striving, eager to succeed. |
| Here at Horace Green |
| The old traditions shape who we are |
| In word and deed. |
| Some are meant to read |
| We shoulder duties, seek perfection |
| Toil and never rest, |
| Thanks to Horace Green. |
| Our Alma Mater will take our place |
| Amongst the best. |
| Here at Horace Green |
| We march in lock-step |
| Ever upward, destined to achieve. |
| Here at Horace Green |
| We go forth proudly |
| Marked for success the day we leave. |
| And we shall achieve |
| In here till after |
| Decked with honor |
| Spread throughout these halls. |
| Thanks to Horace Green, |
| Our Alma Mater. |
| Nothing will shake these ivy walls. |
| Nothing will shake these ivy walls! |