Disclaimer: I do not own HSM, any of the characters, or anything to do with the movies.


Chapter Two: Before Get'cha Head in the Game

"I can't believe Darbus got us busted for detention." Chad sighed as he and Troy left class.

"Hey, you're the one who had to go and open your mouth." Troy pointed out. "If you didn't then I'd be the only one stuck in detention, not you. And you know how my dad is; he's gonna be steamed when he finds out I've got detention but he'll be even more angry when he finds out his two best players are stuck there. And cause of Darbus who's like his arch nemesis."

"It's a small price to pay, I guess. At least you won't be there alone working for the warden. Besides it's not like I haven't gotten detention before." He replied.

"You mean like for missing class?" Troy raised an eyebrow. "Why do you ditch half the time anyway?"

"Uh…no reason." Chad lied. But of course there was a reason. He couldn't be with Taylor around his friends let alone talk about her so he had to sneak around everywhere. Chad hated the fact that he couldn't show off his beautiful smart girlfriend to his teammates. It was times like those that made Chad consider Taylor's idea of coming clean to everyone and not hiding their relationship anymore. Then no one would believe them and life would be a living heck for the both of them. Chad couldn't risk that, be it his social life or Taylor's. Maybe it was more a pride thing; in Chad's eyes, being one of the basketball team's stars, he had so much more to lose than Taylor who was just some nerd to everyone else. But as long as he got to see her and no one caught them, Chad didn't care how much trouble he got into.

"If you say so." Troy said doubtfully. He glanced at his watch, "I gotta head to my locker. See you at practice?"

"Yeah, I'll be there in ten minutes." Chad nodded. He watched Troy leave and then glanced around. There were plenty of people walking past him but none of them were really paying attention. Chad headed in the opposite direction, making his way towards Taylor's locker. If he had ten minutes to kill for basketball practice then that should give him a little bit of time with her. He walked past her locker and noticed she hadn't arrived yet. Leaning up against the wall, Chad took out a piece of paper and wrote a note.

Meet me at your place. Can't wait to see you.

-You know who ;)

Chad smiled at the note and then made sure no one was looking. Once he was sure no one would get suspicious, he slipped the note into Taylor's locker. Spotting her from the corner of his eye, he smiled and then wined to her as he walked by. Taylor smiled lightly and raised an eyebrow, knowing the curly-haired boy had something planned. In the meantime, Chad quietly slipped into one of the janitor's closets. It was dark and cramped but it was the only place that he and Taylor were sure they wouldn't get caught. He leaned up against the wall and patiently waited for Taylor to arrive. He smiled when he saw her sneak in, devoid of her backpack or books. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.

"Hey pretty thing."

Taylor giggled, "Someone must be asking for trouble if he's in here instead of getting ready for basketball practice."

"The guys won't miss me for five minutes. Besides I wanted to see you." He said with a smile.

"That's sweet." She responded slipping her arms around his neck. "But you know we can't do much with five minutes. And what if one of the janitors come?"

"They haven't found us in there yet, have they?" he asked slyly.

"No," she admitted.

"Then let's not worry about it. We can just stay in here and kiss a little." Chad suggested.

"That does sound good." She smiled.

"I know it does." He nodded before kissing her. The two of them exchanged a few gentle kisses; though it was only a few minutes, when the two of them were together it felt like they could be in each others' arms and hours would pass by. They would get lost in thoughts about each other and not want to be anywhere else. Yet as the sensible one, Taylor reluctantly pulled away and looked at him with her big brown eyes.

"You should get to practice. You don't want the guys to get suspicious."

"And I know you don't wanna miss class." Chad sighed.

Taylor could detect the disappointment in his voice. "I'd love to stay in here all day, too, but you know we can't."

Chad looked at her puzzled. "But you're the one who always wants us to be out about our sneaking around. This is the part where you say it'd be best if we did tell everyone about us."

"It would be," she confessed, "but this has been going on for almost three years. As much as I'd love our friends to know about us, I know it's not going to happen. So it's ok."

"Are you sure?" he asked. Taylor would be lying if she said it was ok. Part of her wanted to keep pursuing it. She wanted to fight for their relationship and their friends' approval, not keep it in the closet – literally. She wouldn't even care if her friends were against it or not; Chad was worth it. There were times when she contemplated if he thought what they had was worth fighting for, too. Those thoughts would always be put to rest when he would take her in his arms and hold her as if he'd never let go. The idea of revealing their relationship was something that Taylor had always brought up, but she hated arguing with Chad over it.

"I'm sure." She nodded. She looked around the dark closet and then back at Chad. "We should get going. I've got to get back to class and you've got basketball practice." Chad could sense in her voice that she wasn't happy. Odds were that she was still thinking about the sneaking. As exciting as a forbidden romance was, Chad had sometimes grown tired of it as well. But there was still that thought of the negativity they'd receive over their relationship. Chad could imagine their friends doing whatever they could to tear them apart from each other and he couldn't stand the thought. He wanted to be with Taylor and no one could ever change his mind. Taylor gave him a kiss on the cheek and she turned to the door, ready to leave. Not wanting to let her go, Chad reached out to her and lightly took her hand. He turned her around to him and gently pulled her close so they were right up against each other. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her softly yet passionately, wanting to reassure her of where his feelings lay and he cared about her and what she wanted to say whether he agreed with it or not. They stayed close together for another minute until they slowly broke away. Taylor smiled at Chad and he smiled back.

"So what are you doing after detention?" she asked.

"Walking you home." He smiled. "The long way where no one can see us and we'll have all the privacy we want."

"Sound perfect. I'll see you in detention." Taylor replied with a smile. She turned and reached out to the doorknob, though she glanced back to Chad with a teasing grin. "And Danforth, don't think about pulling me into a closet again. I wouldn't want to be contaminated with lunkhead syndrome."

Chad folded his arms, "So long as you don't try to make any moves on me, McKessie, cause you're so out of your league."

Taylor winked to Chad. She turned the doorknob and exited the closet. Chad smiled as he watched her leave. He remained in the closet a moment longer, then left for basketball practice. He ran down the hall and made his way to the gym, hoping that he hadn't arrived later than he said he would. When he got into the locker room he saw Troy sighing with relief when he spotted his friend. Troy ran over Chad; he looked like he'd been looking all over for him.

"Dude where were you? You said ten minutes."

"Sorry man, I guess I lost track of time or something." Chad shrugged his shoulders. He walked to his locker and opened it, but Troy looked at him in disbelief.

"You? Lose track of time? In school? Before basketball practice?" He looked at Chad skeptically. "You're never late for anything to do with basketball. Are you sick or something?"

Chad shook his head and changed into his jersey. "I said I was sorry." He repeated. "Are we gonna stand around here playing Guess Where Chad Went or are we gonna shoot some hoops?"

"Shoot some hoops." Troy answered. He still had his doubts about where Chad was, but he wasn't going to let that distract him from practice. They had a huge game coming up and they had to focus. Troy only wished he could. He patted Chad's shoulder and grabbed a basketball, following him out onto the court. "So anyway I wanted to talk to you about something. It's about the school musical…"


Wow I haven't updated in a long time! I'm sorry, I didn't mean for the update to wait this long. I mean I had some free time but in between school and working on my senior thesis project I guess I was just lazy. I would have typed more of this at school but I've only had my new laptop for a few weeks and I just recently got Microsoft Word for it so aside from writing a random chapter about something to do with Chaylor and then failing miserably at attempting to white a short My Little Pony fanfic I guess I haven't focused on updating this story. I haven't updated PatF yet either but hopefully that will change at some point during this month. I actually did attempt to write this chapter one point at home, though, but it just didn't turn out the way I wanted it to and it felt like it was dragging out. I think writing it this way turned out better, at least. So I know this one wasn't very long but for those of you reading I hope you enjoyed it and I would also like to say thank you to the people who reviewed my first chapter and have waited so patiently for this one. Thank you to pawsrox, teacherspet7910, MyLittleBird, and cornice chaylor girl! I look forward to reading all the other updated Chaylor stories out there and I hope I'll find time to do another chapter of something soon! Have a great night everyone! (=