Open Your Eyes

"Good Morning class, before you head off to P.E I would like to talk to you all about something. As you may know we are still having trouble filling all the supporting roles in our Twinkle Town musical, I would love more of you to become involved. Just think what hidden talents could be hidden inside every single one of you." Miss Darbus' eager voice filled the classroom and was met with anything but enthusiasm as her pupils stared back at her, with "are you kidding??" etched across every one of their faces, except of course Ryan and Sharpay who beamed at their teacher. She continued advertising the school production, lost in her own imagination, so much so, she couldn't see the two boys at the back of her class who had begun to play basketball.

"Dude, I've said it before and I'll say it again, the mothership needs to come for her, before she abducts and brainwashes us! I'm telling you Troy, if we don't watch our backs we could blackout and come back as leotard wearing, ballad singing guys with names like Troyella and Chaderina!" Chad whispered to his friend, his tone so melodramatic it wouldn't be out of place on the stage he despised so much, although this was something Troy would never point out. Troy grabbed the ball off Chad, and spun it round on his finger a couple of times. "Dude, we better put this away we don't want Darbus confiscating-

"Mr Bolton!" The two basketball players heads jerked to the front of the class, where they realised the whole class was staring back at them intently. Troy gulped, "Yes?"

"Does this LOOK like a basketball court to you?"

"Um…no."

"Then I'll have to take the ball then." She replied tartly, sticking her hand out in his direction. Troy shot Chad a deadly stare, got out of his seat and walked to the front of the room, fully aware everyone was watching. He handed the ball over, his face bright red. "Thank you, Mr Bolton." The class watched Troy return sheepishly to his seat and then heard a large, "OW!" Troy had 'accidentally' elbowed Chad in the stomach.

"God, even in Homeroom they won't stop playing basketball. Is that all their life revolves around, they may want to mess about in class, but that doesn't mean they should waste our time." Gabriella Montez was tapping her pen impatiently on her desk, there wasn't many things that annoyed her but cocky, basketball players, mainly Troy Bolton, was definitely way up there on her list. Her best friend Taylor could only laugh at her usually polite and kind friend Gabriella's uncharacteristic outburst. "God, Gabi, don't hold back, tell me how you REALLY feel." She muttered sarcastically with a grin on her face. Gabriella smiled at Taylor, "You're right, I'm sorry. It's just, you know how I feel about jocks."

"Yeah, you may have mentioned…" Taylor continued in the same sarcastic tone.

"McKessie, Montez, do we have a problem??" The girls heads snapped up. "No," Gabriella replied quickly, "We were just discussing…"

"Homework." Taylor piped up.

"Like they'd talk about anything else." A voice came from the back. Gabriella and Taylor spun round to see where the voice had come from, Troy Bolton's smug face answered their question straight away. Gabriella, rolled her eyes, she really wasn't in the mood for his wise cracks today. "You don't even know us, we talk about other things than homework!"

"Oh yeah?" Troy challenged, his eyebrows raised. Completely ignoring the fact that they whole class was eagerly watching their argument. This always happened when Troy and Gabriella collided, it was like they were the only two in the room. "If you don't talk about homework, then what DO you talk about??"

"How annoying you basketball jerks are for one thing." Gabriella retorted, a few gasps emerged from the eagerly watching class, all heads now turned to Troy waiting to see his response it was like watching a tennis match. He opened his mouth to respond when Miss Darbus had decided enough was enough. "Bolton, Montez! If you can't control yourselves either take this outside or finish this after class. I will not have you two interrupting Homeroom again. Thank you!" Miss Darbus pushed her glasses further up her nose and when she spoke again it was with a softened tone. "Anyway, class as I was saying earlier, Ryan and Sharpay could really use your support in our musical," she smiled down at Ryan and Sharpay who were nodding enthusiastically in agreement, "If you like to try out for a supporting role, come down to rehearsals, you will be very welcome. Class dismissed." The bell rang right on cue and the class started to leave the room, "Taylor, tell Coach Bolton I'll be right there, I just need to grab some books." Gabriella said. Taylor nodded and left with Kelsi. Gabriella was too occupied with her books to realise it was just her and Troy in the room. Miss Darbus realised this and saw Troy making his way over to Gabriella obviously dying to have the last word in today's argument. "Um, Bolton, Montez. If you are under a lot of pressure, which is causing tension between the two of you, could I suggest the musical as a good way of unwinding?" She smiled at the two expectedly, obviously under the impression she had just imparted a vital piece of wisdom. Troy and Gabriella stared at Miss Darbus, Troy snorted and they both rushed out of the room, but not before fighting over who would go through the door last…

Kind of a short chapter to start off with, but I hope you liked it. Reviews and constructive criticism are always welcome:D