What do I really want?
Chapter 1-Meet
He walked down the hall with anticipation looking around he couldn't help staring at the different 'groupies'. The first group he saw lingering near a classroom was the math geeks, one of them was tall and lanky with trousers up so high it looked like the local bully just gave him a massive wedgie! And his friend (who looked practically the same) proudly stated "… So the square root is 22000XY which equals to 23000XY" He wanted to correct the boy, he took a step forward but shook his head and carried on the search for locker 114.
A blond girl shouted from the top of voice "Excuse moi, Gabriella coming through in 2 minutes people so lets get MOVING!" from the big crowd of people the blond haired Barbie spotted the fresh blooded 'newbie' and slowly walked towards him, when she was doing so Troy did spot her noticing him and thought: she is one sharp girl! Once the blond girl reached him she said in a high bimbo voice " I haven't seen you before, what is your name?"
"Troy, Troy Bolton. You wouldn't happen to know where locker 114 is would you."
"Yeah I do it's just up there and pass the gym." Troy nodded politely and took a brief step forward till the girl carried on talking "My name is Sharpie, Head of the Drama committee and a word of advice, you better hurry Gabriella is coming soon and the path has to be clear."
"Why?" Troy asked
"Oh because…because…it just has to ok?"
Then the sharp sharpie strutted of shouting orders. Troy kept on walking and finally discovered that he made a joke inside his head "Sharp Sharpie" he chuckled
"Did you say something?" a sweet soft voice asked. Troy looked up and saw the most beautiful brown eyed girl standing right in front of him.
"N-N-No, sorry."
"What are you sorry for?" she said with a quiet giggle
"Nothing-sorry" URGH Troy groaned in his head he could not believe he said sorry again,
"We could stand and apologise all day but you know places to go people to see!" She flicked her shimmering hair which reflected in Troy's eyes.
Troy kept on wondering until he found locker 114 "finally" he muttered. A bunch of cheerleaders one of the very many of hem stopped and asked "are you on the squad?" Her tone in her voice sounded confused. "No…I don't think so ..um what squad?"
"Basketball these are the squad's lockers."
"Oh..Um Im not on any team"
The girl friends were calling her, and the girl just walked off.