Intro
Chad was so over it.
School was coming to an end soon, and though he couldn't wait for the summer, he could defiantly wait to do the heap of work towering on his desk for his finals. As he sat going through pile after pile of worksheets, he heard the distant hum of his cell phone vibrating. He got up, crossed his room, and picked up a pair of sweats (he had thrown them on after practice, and then thrown them on his floor once he was home), and rummaged through the pockets until he found his cell phone.
He automatically expected it to be Taylor. They'd broken up about a month ago, and she'd told him that something about him had changed, and maybe it was just better if they remained friends. Though the break up had been a surprise to the dark skinned athelete, he couldn't disagree with her. He thought they were better off as buddies anyway.
The caller-i.d. read one name. A simple name. A name that had played a significant role in Chad's life thus far: Troy Bolton. He was right on the brink of flipping the phone open and sparking up a conversation with his oldest and best friend, however, his eyes set sight on his desk and the tremendous amount of work that he had to do, and the thought otherwise. He ignored the call.
Troy was so over Chad.
They'd been best friends since he could remember. Chad had always been there for him whenever he needed him, and vice versa. He knew that he could depend on Chad for anything. But lately, things had been a little different. Chad hadn't stopped being his same old lovable self, but somehow, Troy felt like things had changed.
He didn't even know if it was Chad. It might've just been him. Within the last few months, he would find himself day-dreaming in class, staring at Chad. Or when they hit the showers after practice, he'd catch himself admiring the defined muscles in Chad's arms and chest. Troy was so conflicted and confused that he even broke up with Gabriella, he told her that he just needed a little space to think. Even though she was a sweet girl, he knew he just wasn't really into her like that.
Troy knew he wasn't gay, or at least he thought he wasn't. Whatever was going on, he just wanted things to be the way they used to, he wanted things to feel normal again.
Ryan Evans was so over both, Chad and Troy.
Ryan had been head over heels for Troy since he met him. He had admired everything about him, and spent endless days and nights crying, hoping, and silently begging Troy to feel the same way about him. Once he realized that Troy was would never feel that way about a guy like him, let alone any guy, he gave up hope and moved on.
His latest crush had been Chad. He loved how simple Chad was. How Chad always knew what to say, and when to say it. And though it annoyed the hell out of him, he thought the way he cradled that stupid basketball, like it was his child, was cute. He soon found himself back in the same boat, being crazy about someone, and never having them acknowledge, let alone know about his feelings and reciprocate them. As he came to realize that he had once again allowed himself to be dragged into another one of these situations, he became frustrated and swore to himself for the innumerable time that he was done with men.