Good Luck Troy
by DanceDORK
Prologue
It was the summer of 2001 in Albuquerque. It was warm and there was a slight breeze.
Two eager anxious 10-year-old boys were making their way up the path to the front steps. Meet Troy Bolton. He had amazing brown hair and the most gorgeous blue eyes. Meet his best friend Chad Danforth, he had very frizzy brown hair, all most looking like an afro. He had brown eyes that shimmered in any light.
They were each carrying gifts. Troy's present was meticulously wrapped up with a bow and a pink ribbon. Chad's was cobbled together with newspaper and duck tape.
"Seven minutes in heaven! What could be better than seven minutes in heaven?" Chad cheered very excitedly.
"Eight minutes in heaven?" Troy replied.
Chad just gave him a blank look.
"What?" Troy growled.
"Just don't embarrass me okay?" His best friend went on.
Troy grabbed Chad's arm. "Wait, run it by me again... Second base is boob. Inside or outside the shirt?"
"Inside, man. And third base is finger!"
"Finger?" Troy repeated.
"Or thumb" Chad explained.
"I should of written this down" Troy started to get nervous and his head started spinning. "Boob, finger, thumb...so, what the heck is first base?"
"kissing" Chad simply answered.
"So I've gone first base with my mum?" Troy gasped.
"Tongue kissing" Chad exclaimed.
"Oh, okay I got it. And home run?" Chad just gives him a 'you must know what that is' look. "Duh, I know what a home run is. Anything else I need to know?"
"An intentional walk is a kiss on the cheek. Rain delay is when grown-ups interrupt you in the middle of your game. And an inside the park home run is a blowjob" Chad mentioned. Not really knowing what a blowjob was since he was only 10-years-old. They both arrived on the doorstep.
"What's a blowjob?"
Chad started to hit the door bell, without missing any beats "I have no idea. But I overheard my dad saying he gets one once a year on his birthday so it must me good dude" He laughed waving his hands in the air.
A girl called Ashley Britta opened the door for the two boys, she happened to be the birthday girl...who Troy happened to like.
"Happy birthday Ashley" Troy sang.
She was pleased to see Troy "Hi, Troy" and turns to Chad in a flat tone "Chad" She turns back to Troy "C'mon party's downstairs...in the basement" She winks conspiratorially and fleet's to the basement with Troy and Chad on her tail.
In the basement, a little later.
Olivia-Newton-John was moaning the song 'Physical' in the background as the kids were spinning the bottle.
It was Chad's go. The bottle was slowly coming to a stop, pointing to a little blonde pixie named Claire. Chad threw his hands up in triumph. The Party-goers shriek with glee.
"You. Me. Closet. Seven Minutes. Heaven" He smirked to Claire.
Claire just looked like she had just been given a death sentence, as she and Chad were walking towards the closet door, Troy was eyeing up the birthday girl in rhapsody. He awkwardly smiled at Ashley. However another little girl caught him looking at Ashley. She was a 'Goth girl' who hadn't taken her eyes off of Troy all evening. She was just starring at him, fingering a Wicca-style pentagram necklace that was hanging around her neck. It became a little creepy for him.
Inside the closet with Chad and Claire.
Chad started to saunter over to Claire, attempting his best impression of James Dean, but coming off more like Porky Pig.
"Stop" Claire cried, ready to open to negotiation. "Okay, I'll tell everybody we kissed if you stand on that side of the closet and don't touch me"
Chad thought about it for a while "Deal. If you say we did the nasty?"
"I'll say you touched my breasts" She tried to negotiate.
"Say I touched you 'down there'" He wanted to reason.
"I'll say you touched me 'down there' ...but over my pants" Claire interjected.
They shake hands. "Deal. Pleasure doing business with you"
They both went and sat at opposite sides of the closet and waited for the time to expire.
Back in the basement six and a half minutes later. Troy looks around the circle, zeroing on Ashley.
"Wait" Chad pulls Troy aside and whispers to him. "Who are you aiming for?"
"The birthday girl" Troy whispered back.
"You take wind speed into account?" Troy glances up at the spinning ceiling fan. He nods.
"Wind speed, contour of the bottle, friction resistance...How did it go with Claire?"
"Blowjob...I'll tell you later" He nods.
Both boys head back into the circle. Troy spins the bottle.
It turns. And turns. And turns. Slowing as it reaches Ashley Britta. Yes. Closer. Closer.
Nooooooo! It just missed her and spins past. And points DIRECTLY at the GOTH GIRL. Troy smiles uncomfortably. She just stares...
In the closet moments later...There was the terrifying CLICK of the door locking behind them.
The Goth girl just starred at Troy.
"Stop starring. Your freaking me out." Troy plainly stated.
"I'm looking at you 'cause I like you Troy. It's okay, C'mon You can do what you want." The Goth girl beamed.
"That's okay. I'm kind of ...new at this." He awkwardly shrugged. "Rookie" Another awkward beat. "That's a baseball team"
She was very abrupt. "Let me see your penis"
Troy starts to stumble back as the Goth girl approaches him.
"What's the matter, don't you want me?" She pulls off her shirt revealing a leather training bra.
Troy shouts loudly. "Oh My God!"
Outside the door the other kids were listening with amusement.
"That was quick" Chad barked.
Continuing in the closet.
The Goth girl was all over him now. Kissing him.
"Wait, I can't breathe" Troy screamed pushing her off of him, black lipstick smeared all over his face
"I Love you Troy. I've loved you since third grade" The Goth Girl confesses.
"Your scaring me" Troy stumbles back. Pulling himself up on clothes hanging in the closet.
"So you like to play hard to get?" She rips open his shirt..
"Back Off" He snapped.
"I read in my mom's Cosmo...this is supposed to increase pleasure" She pounces, her fingernails scrape down his chest. He screams in pain, trying to crawl from under her.
"Don't worry, this is my first time too" She ranted on.
"Your first time what? Killing"
"No, silly. Making love. Now relax" She awkwardly twists his nipples. Troy screams.
"Ow, You freak!" He bucks her off him and runs at the closet door, breaking through the shuttered panels.
He falls to the ground, surrounded by kids looking on in shock and amusement.
The Goth girl angrily steps out and glares at him. "Troy Bolton. You are not my boyfriend any more."
"We interrupt this news report to give you the following information-- no, duh!" Chad snickered.
The Goth girl stands above Troy, who's struggling to stand. "I hex you!"
"You what?!" Troy asks.
"I hex you. You will never be happy."
"Right on. Turn him into a Toad" Chad sarcastically says.
The Goth girl spins on Troy, possessed. She spits a curse at him.
"Around you love will fall like Rain,
But you shan't hold onto it- your heart will Pain.
Once the girl has been with you, to the next she will be true."
"Is that Phil Collins"
Troy is finally standing, but Goth girl pushes him back into the closet and runs off.
Storage boxes fall on top of Troy. Chad rushes into the closet and looks down at the still-terrified Troy.
"What happened? Did you thumb her?" A Dumb Chad asked.
Troy just gave him a scarred-for-life look...
A/N: I know what your thinking guys...Where the hell is Sharpay? Isnt this suposed to be a Troypay story. Well...Sharpay will come in soon, and Yes is a Troypay story. Have you all seen the movie 'Good luck chuck'? Well...this is just like it! But Troypay Duh! Review Pleaseee.? Ciao x