A/N: YAY! Here is chapy 3!!!! This is one of my fav songs from the movie!!Chapter 3: Get'cha Head In the Game
Trouble made it through math class and went to the gym for the Crunchball team's free period work out. He went into the locker room and changed into his Crunchball uniform. Trouble grabbed his helmet and walked outside into the gym. Trouble sat on the gym floor and started stretching. Maybe you should try out, a voice in his head said. No you shouldn't, another voice said, you said so yourself. You don't sing.
But I can sing, Trouble thought. He had been having this fight inside his head since he talked to Holly after class. He liked singing with Holly and wanted to do it again. Chix walked over and started stretching too.
"I can't believe Mrs. D gave us detention."
"Me too," Trouble said. "Hey, Chix do you think Mrs. D gives extra credit to you if you try out?" Chix looked over at Trouble with his eyebrows raised. "I don't know. Why?" Trouble stood up and brushed himself off.
"I could always use the extra credit," Trouble lied quickly. Chix got up too.
"Trouble, do you think Vince Clark and Timothy Charles tried out for their high school musical?" Chix asked grabbing his helmet off the floor and putting it on. "They don't even sing real music! It's all show tunes and stuff like that. Plus all the costumes and make up, it's just not normal. Even on mudman standers." Trouble nodded his head.
"Yea you're right," Trouble said and put his helmet on. Trouble rubbed his hands together. "Okay! Pair up and warm up!" He grabbed a crunchball and threw it at Chix. Soon the whole team was throwing and kicking crunchballs to each other.
"Coach said to fake right.
And break left.
Watch out for the pick.
And keep an eye on defense.
Gotta run the give and go.
And take the ball to the hole.
But don't be afraid, to shoot the outside 'J'." Trouble said running around his fellow crunchball team mates. He tossed a ball to Grub. "Just keep ya head in the game.
Just keep ya head in the game.
And don't be afraid, to shoot the outside 'J'.
Just keep ya head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
We gotta.
Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
We gotta.
Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game.
Come on!
Get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
We gotta.
Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
We gotta.
Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game." Everyone shot a ball into the goal. One of the balls bounced of the post and came flying over Trouble's head. He jumped up in the air and caught it. "Let's make sure, that we get the rebound. 'Cause when we get it, then the crowd will go wild.
A second chance.
Gotta grab it and go.
Maybe this time, we'll hit the right notes." Chix raised an eyebrow at Trouble. Trouble smiled weakly and tossed the ball behind him. "Wait a minute.
It's not the time or place.
Wait a minute.
Get my head in the game.
Wait a minute.
Get my head in the game.
Wait a minute, wait a minute." Trouble turned around and ran back through the team and grabbed a ball out of someone's hands. "I gotta.
Get my, get my head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
I gotta.
Get my, get my head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
Come on!
Get my, get my head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
I gotta.
Get my, get my, get my head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game." Trouble threw a ball in the air and caught it. "Why am I feeling so wrong?! My head is in the game, but my hearts in the song.
She makes this feel so right." Trouble shook his head. "Should I go for this? I'd better shake this. Yikes!" Trouble threw the ball at Oliver. "I gotta.
Get my, get my head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
I gotta.
Get my, get my head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
Come on!
Get my, get my head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game.
I gotta.
Get my, get my, get my head in the game.
U gotta.
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game." They threw/kicked the balls into the goal. Chix floated up into the air and hovered just over head height. "What team?!" Chix yelled. "WILDCATS!" The rest of the team yelled back. "WHAT TEAM?!" "WILDCATS!" Chix landed on the ground and put a hand into the air. Everyone else put a hand up near Chix's. "GET'CHA HEAD IN THE GAME!" They yelled and ran back to the locker room. Trouble took his helmet off and shook his head. He looked around the gym and followed the rest of the team into the locker room. Trouble had made up his mind. Tomorrow he was going to skip free period work out and watch the try outs.
Holly sat at her desk taking the notes off the board. Lilly Frond came over and sat down in-between her and Opal Koboi. She took out a notebook and pen. "You seem to know Trouble Kelp," Lilly said and started to take the notes. Holly looked over at Lilly. "No. He was just showing me around school," Holly said and looked back at the board. "That should say that the goblins retreated into the south where more oaks were, not the north." Holly muttered. The teacher looked up from the notes she was writing. "Excuse me, Miss. Short?"
"Shouldn't that say that the goblins retreated into the south where more oaks were, not the north." Holly said pointing to the second paragraph. "No, it's the north." The teacher said and looked into her textbook. "Or the south. Thanks for catching that." The teacher said and corrected the mistake. Lilly's and Opal's mouths dropped. Holly grinned smugly and returned to her notes. "And welcome to East Haven High."
A/N: FYI, I imagen Crunchball is something like a game called speedball, so that is what I'm basing it off of. If you need me to explain what speedball is then tell me in you're reveiw. Reveiw plz?!?!?!?!
Much Love, Holly25 Trouble
P.S. I won't put up the next two chapters unless I get 5 or more reviews.
