Author's Note: Welcome. Each chapter will be devoted to one character reflecting on the events of "Stick to the Status Quo", from the first movie. Each has their own secret that they're "ready to tell", and each reveals something about one of the ten in the process. There will be ten chapters. This one features Kelsi, talking about Troy, and revealing her secret as she goes. Enjoy the drabbling.
Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical. I'm not making money off of this.
If someone had come up to me yesterday and said that I'd be helping Troy Bolton try and sing his way into the musical, I'd've probably said that they needed to lay off the pot.
But here I am, sitting in the music room, waiting for Troy.
I'm early, of course.
He's not late.
I'm always early for things like this.
I like to warm myself up a little.
Y'know, just in case my fingers aren't exactly ready to play today.
It's not that I don't love to play.
I do.
It's just...
Sometimes...
I wish people saw me as something more.
Something -
Someone -
Who's not just an accompianist.
Who's not just a piece of furniture in the room.
Who's not the shy little girl who can't speak her mind.
Someone.
Someone more.
I used to do the Scholastic Decathalon.
I was never on the starting team, like Taylor.
They only subbed me in for the math section.
Nobody can count like Kelsi, they said.
It was perfect.
It was my chance to shine.
But I was shining as the same old thing.
Like a plastic diamond ring in the sun.
And I had a meltdown.
Round seven of the competition.
All eyes were on me to get East High back in the lead.
And I didn't choke.
I melted.
I think they gave me ten points for trying.
Ten out of a hundred.
East High lost that year.
I never went back.
I just hid in my music.
Hid in the same old thing.
Hid where I knew the spotlight wouldn't find me, even though it shone on me all the time.
'Cause it was never really me.
Just a plastic imitation.
A knock.
Troy.
I don't want the spotlight.
He can have it.
I'm more than happy to help him get it.
He's Troy Bolton, after all.
He deserves it because he works for it.
The door's open, Troy.
Let some light in.
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