yay troy meets chad in this one (:

thanks for the reviews.

xo;; skyy.

'This is like nothing I have ever seen before.' Troy thought as he stood in his new school lobby with his jaw dropped. There was a rush of students hurrying off to their homeroom classes, some looked half asleep and unready to restart school after the long winter break. The school was huge, Troy thought so himself as he searched through the pile of books he was carrying for his class schedule. As one of the books began to fall out of his stack, he reached to grab it, but only succeeded in dropping all the contents in his arms to the floor.

"Great," Troy mumbled to himself as he looked around hoping he hadn't made a scene. But no one seemed to have noticed, they continued treading over each other in the long, but narrow halls. Suddenly he felt a very rough shove on his back and someone flipped over him, flying face down to the ground. "Sorry man, didn't mean to," Troy said as he jumped to his feet and offered his victim a hand.

The boy shot him a cold, hard glare, which softened once he reached for Troy's offered hand. "It's ok. I didn't see you there."

'It's fine no one sees me.' He thought. Troy nodded and pulled the boy up to his feet.

"You look like some lost tourist. A bit crazy," the boy said pointing to the books in Troy's hands. Troy scrunched his face together, confused, but he soon realized that all the papers he was once carrying were out of order and stacked now sloppily in what could barely pass as a pile.

"Well Crazy's my given name, but most people just call me Troy. I'm new here, I just transferred from San Francisco."

"Oh crazy tourist boy has a sense of humor. That explains a lot. I'm Chad, Chad Danforth," he said while looking at the papers in Troy's hands. "Where are you headed?"

"Uh…some Mrs.Yarbus, or Barbus? I'm not exactly sure." Troy said as he tried to remember what his schedule said for his homeroom teacher.

"You mean Darbus, right? I have her too, I can show you the way if you want. I have to warn you though, she's quite an um, character?" Chad said trying to find the appropriate word to describe the teacher. Troy nodded in appreciation. "Come on it's this way," Chad started to walk as Troy followed him down the hallway.

As they walked through the school Chad began pointing out where places were like the auditorium, the gym, the library, and the cafeteria. "And this is the most important room of them all," he said, smiling a big toothy grin as he pointed to the sign on the door that said 'Room 221'. Troy shot him a questioning look so Chad decided to go in. "This here, my friend, is where scholastic decathlon meetings are held. Everyday, except Fridays." He continued to smile widely. "I am the captain," Chad stated proudly. Troy's eyes widened, as he looked at Chad once again.

No, Chad still didn't look like a scholastic decathlon captain to him. Personally, Troy thought he looked pretty wild with his big afro and huge grin. "I was the captain of my school's scholastic decathlon team back in San Francisco," Troy told him as he looked back at the sign on the door, trying to remember the number.

"Really?" Chad asked raising his eyebrows with curiosity. He looked Troy over again but he still didn't look like a scholastic decathlon team member to him, and not the least bit a captain! "You look more like the athletic type," he pointed out before he started to walk down the hallway again.

Chad came to a halt abruptly. Troy tried to see what the trouble was but couldn't seem to find anything that would be stopping them. But Chad remained that way, petrified, looking almost like a statue in the hallway. "Hey, uh Chad you alright man?" He said while snapping his fingers in front of his face. Chad cleared his throat nervously and began tugging at the collar of his polo, as if it were choking him.

"He-Hello Taylor," he said as his voice cracked. The passing girl rolled her eyes and groaned in annoyance. Chad pulled out his inhaler, trying to regain his breath. "She's totally into me," he said to Troy coolly. Troy held in his laughter as the two boys resumed walking. As they rounded a corner Troy's shoulder accidently bumped into a shorter girl, and she jumped taken aback, dramatically.

"Why don't you watch where you're going?!" The small girl retorted snobbishly and stalked off angrily with a taller guy following after her. Troy winced and jumped out of their way and turned to Chad.

"Hey, at least that was better than my first encounter with the ice princess," Chad laughed.

"The ice princess?" Troy asked as he turned around to catch another glance of her. He watched as a crowd of students parted for her and her follower to get through.

"Yeah, that's Kelsi, Kelsi Neilsen. And the poodle following her around is her boyfriend, Ryan Evans. They think they rule the school, but really they only have control over the drama department," Chad stated matter-of-factly. Troy mouthed and "oh," as Chad opened the door to their destination. "Brace yourself," he hissed.

After talking to Mrs. Darbus about the classroom rules and how all cell phone use was strictly prohibited (see, even in an alternate universes, some things never change), he was allowed to take a seat. Troy's eyes wandered around the classroom when he noticed most of the students were out of their seats, huddled in the middle, talking amongst each other. He began to traipse towards the back of the class near Chad, trying to avoid any confrontation with any of the other students. Too late. Troy tripped over the leg of a desk and began to fall to the ground but managed to stay on his feet by steadying himself on someone's desk.

"Do you mind?" A taller guy roared, shadowing over Troy like a tower.

"Sorry I was just trying to get-"

"Troy!" Someone yelled across the classroom cutting Troy off midsentence.

Troy looked up to find Chad pointing to an empty seat beside him. Swiftly, Troy passed the bulky boy and slid into the seat by Chad. "You owe me," Chad muttered before turning his attention back to Mrs. Darbus who was now taking the attendance.

"I owe you?" Troy questioned becoming slightly confused.

"Yeah, I've been helping you out all morning!" Chad joked and waited for the bell to sound, dismissing them from homeroom. They exited the room, being half shoved out the door. Troy watched the crowds pass by, trying to figure out each clique. If there was one thing he was best at after constantly transferring to different schools, it was understanding someone. He could read a person like a book. A passing group of football players tried to walk through him, with the intention to run him into the floor beneath them.

"Watch it punk," one of them growled warningly.

Chad stared at the scene unraveling before him with an emotionless face and muttered, "Welcome to the dark side."

i bet you thought the person who called troy from across

the room was gabriella, right? gotcha. ;)

i broke my pointer finger on my dominant hand so

this was hard for me! i also wanted to know what you think

of troy? some of you are saying you could never picture him

like this, right? any of you watch the OC? he reminds me

a bit of Seth Cohen, you know the cute geek? haha anyways, enjoy.

P.S. i made a new trailer for this story...tell me what you think:

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