Well sorry but the kids are coming, next chapter! And someone asked what mictlantechutli is. Well i will say later in the story. I think. But truthfully i have no idea how to pronouce it. But i know how to spell it!! Mictlanecuhtli. i didn't even look. So anyway please review and read and watch American Idol people! David Archuleto (or a?) rocks! Plus the line "To the ends of the earth" I got from Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. Gosh i love that movie!

It was the next day and all the teenagers were sitting in the basement, each with a notebook and their own thoughts. What little conversation they did have was kept to a whisper. But mostly no conversation. They were trying to come up with ideas for their classes and prepare for the kid's arrival. The kids coming were only 5th and 6th graders but the numbers were extremely intimidating.

It was 11:00 on a Sunday. The kids were coming in 2 hours. Only 2 more hours left to prepare themselves mentally. Gabriella was fiddling continually with her ring. Taylor was smiling way too much that it almost hurt to look at her. Ted was reciting the multiplication tables under his breath. Ryan kept playing with his hat. Rachel would tie her hair in a bun, then let it loose, then do it again. Zeke was examining his cookbook trying to calm his nerves down. Sharpay was jumpy and trying to make conversation when nobody else tried. Greg was staring at the floor lost in thought. Jason was staring at the ceiling lost in thought. Sasha was drawing all over her hand. Kelsi remained completely sill, almost in a ball, and very pale. Chad had his basketball in his hands and brooded over it. Katie kept tapping the couch. Troy looked rather unconcerned when he really was slightly nervous. He kept making popping noises that unsettled all of the others nerves but made him amused and more at ease. He waited a little longer to do one last pop and everyone jumped. They all shouted, "Troy!"

They all glared at him as he said, "What?"

They continued to glare at him before he sighed and stared into the air boredly. They all envied his calmness. Five more minutes of awkward silence ensued. It was almost as if everyone was under a spell. They couldn't move. They couldn't think. They couldn't do anything until someone talked. They all tried to say something to break this awkward strain and their nervousness. This quietness was really killing Sharpay. Either someone said something or she was leaving. She tried to say something. Failure. She tried to leave. Failure. She thought,"Come on Sharpay, just stand up, walk, go up the stairs and leave. Just do it!" She couldn't.

"So umm is anyone hungry for some popcorn?" Zeke asked desperately.

"Ooh I am!!" Sharpay squealed.

"Well umm, do you want to help me because I always burn the popcorn." Zeke asked slowly.

"Sure!" she said eagerly, so happy to be leaving this awkward silence and to go help a hunk make some popcorn. She bounced up quite easily and started to walk away. Zeke was following behind her rather slowly and stupidly as he stared at her adoringly.

"If you'll just follow me..." she said unsurely.

"To the ends of the earth..." he said which made Sharpay blush maddeningly.

They left talking about the wonderful and masterful art of making microwave popcorn and how hard it was to transfer from microwave to microwave and successfully not burn the popcorn while also getting all the kernels to pop at the same time. All the others wished they were the ones leaving but they couldn't leave until they broke the spell. "Speak!" all of them thought. Greg was getting tired of staring at the oh so interesting gray rug with lots of dirt in it. He really wanted to talk to Sasha who looked and sounded pretty cool. But how could you start a conversation with a girl you liked when 10 other on looking and silent people were in the room? He was working up the courage to say something but failed twice.

With his last final effort he blurted, "Sasha do you happen to know how to draw a sphinx? I always have had trouble drawing the heads."

She looked up surprised at his rather unusual request but smiled and said, "Yeah, I've actually drawn a lot in my time because my family once went to Egypt. Come on, I'll show you." Greg was now very interested in this girl who had so much in common with him. As they were leaving they had started a discussion about everything Sasha had seen in Egypt.

Rachel stared after them longingly. She made her decision though. She let down her hair for the last time and said, "Ryan, um, do you thing you could show me some of your You Tube videos? My brothers are really into that type of thing so that sounds very interesting."

She looked at him hopefully and Ryan replied, "Sure. As long as you promise not to laugh!"

He smiled and she smiled, as she quickly said, "Of course not!"

Taylor quickly blurted out, "Can I come too, please?"

Then Chad, being the opportunist that he was, said, "Me uhh four?"

Ryan said, "Sure why not."

Those four left the building quite relieved and left behind six very unrelieved teenagers.

Ted almost immediately stood up though and said, "Katie you know I'm really interested in photography too. I have a camera with me but I don't know how to use it that well. Do you think you could show me, please?"

He looked at her pleadingly as she grinned. "Yeah sounds like fun!" she said.

They skipped out leaving four people. The air was full of tension now and Gabriella was about to ask Kelsi to go somewhere when Jason said, "Uhh you know Kelsi, I don't think you talk weird. You talk fine to me."

She smiled and said shyly, "Well I don't like fish either."

"Uhh do you want to go for a walk?" he asked her slowly.

She replied shyly again, "I would love to."

They left the building. Gabriella could not believe her rotten luck. Here she was, stuck with the person she had tried to avoid being left alone with. Troy Bolton. They ignored each other. Five minutes passed by. Troy now found the ceiling as interesting as Jason found it while Gabriella noticed what an ugly intricate pattern the gray rug on the floor had. Six minutes ticked by. 11:26 and 30 seconds. 11:27 and 45 seconds. 11:28 and 14 seconds. Gabriella was staring at her watch almost pleading at it to just go faster. The seconds lasted as long as minutes. 11:28 and 38 seconds. 11:28 and 42 seconds. Was he watch broken? Those could not literally be seconds. They couldn't. 11:29 and 5 seconds. 11:29 and 29 seconds. 11:29 and 46 seconds. 11:29 and 51 seconds. 11:29 and 59 seconds. Ten minutes had just passed by. It seemed like hours. She had to break the silence. She had to. Now.

She said as though she was talking to air, "That was the most awkward 10 minutes of my life."

Troy said, "Yeah talk about silence of the dead."

"Yeah I know, you could hear a pin drop." she said.

"You could cut the tension with a knife." He said trying again.

"Yeah it was like I was under a trance." She tried.

"Yeah"

"Yep."

"Yeah..."

Sighs were heard and Troy said desperately, "Look can we just get out of here because it still feels extremely awkward. And quiet. And scary. And very awkward." They stared at each other begging the other to do something. Troy whispered, "Please?"

She nodded and they both ran like mad out of there. The bumped into each other as they were running up the stairs but kept going. They were pushing each other out of the way as they ran across the dining room and out the door.

They both inhaled the beautiful unawkward air. Gabriella fell to her knees and worshipped the ground. "I'm finally free of all awkward ground!"

She got up and looked into his eyes once again. She really needed to stop doing that but it was so easy to get lost in them. He thought her's were just the same way. So expressive, innocent, fiery, joyful and sometimes sorrowful under their chocolate depths. He grabbed her arm. It was almost a sacred moment. Who wouldn't rejoice at the escape from an awkward room?

"Were free, I think." He said confusedly looking into her eyes.

"Yeah. We are. I think." She suddenly broke free from this new trance.

"Thanks." She smiled her real smile but then remembered something. "This is Troy Bolton, remember? The egotistical jerk who called you unsociable, klutzy, and rude. And a jerk! Besides you are not allowed to fall for him. Remember? You are strong? Remember?" Her mind screamed and she pulled away from him. She suddenly didn't know what to do or say so she looked at her ring.

Troy had noticed the ring and how she always fiddled with is when she was nervous or stressed. Nobody knew he could see things that other people saw. He could see that Gabriella was one of those people who covered up their feelings a lot of the time. Especially in front of him! She wasn't like anyone he had met. So different in a special way. And she was the hottest girl he had ever seen. She jerked her head up and looked at him with different eyes.

"I'm so sorry that I'm such a klutzy, unsociable jerk so I had better leave before I give you a terrible second impression. Besides, I'm allergic to egotistical people." She turned and walked down the steps of the dining room to go to her cabin.

Troy never got mad easily but he was slightly frustrated. She was unlike any girl her had ever met before and she didn't like him immediately like she was supposed to. Maybe that was why he liked her though. But she would hardly speak civilly towards him so even becoming friends was difficult. "Bolton, see where trying to be friends got you? Getcha your head in the game and stop being nice. Besides the army is coming in an hour."

As she was walking away he shouted back at her, "Well good because rude bitches annoy the hell out of me." She kept walking and didn't turn once. "Think about the kids. Strong. The kids. Calm. Strong. Kids. Cool. Calm. Jerk. Strong!!" She kept walking toward the cabins as he stomped down to the lake.

The minutes were ticking by again. But not awkward ones. Actually quite friendly ones. All the teenagers were waiting outside near the entrance and talking. They felt ready. Somewhat. What they really wanted was for the kids to come and end this terrible waiting. In all their heads they were screaming, "Why am I afraid of a bunch of little kids??" It was 1:15 and Kelsi was about to burst. Although she was having a great time with Jason who was so unlike normal basketball players because he was so sweet and didn't even mention the sport, but she couldn't stand it anymore.

" Why can't the stupid buses come on time when they're supposed to?" She complained for about the 10th time.

Jason said, "Well I guess because buses are a slower."

"Well then they should have said they were coming at 1:15. Then I wouldn't feel ready to kill them." She said vehemently.

She kept ranting on how when people said they would come at one time and they ended up arriving at a later time when they said they would be there at the appropriate time and how tardiness was on rule 15 and that they should've taken into consideration all the counselors feelings. As Jason listened to her patiently he happened to glance behind her. He thought he saw some dust moving along the road. Wait a second. Is it, it?

"And you know the bus drivers are being paid to drive the kids so they should at least bring the kids on time." She said and Jason tried to interrupt her.

"Kels-"

"And you know their parents expect them to get here on time! What if the kids complain to them and the parents complain to Maria and the kids stop coming? All because of some stupid buses." she said hardly even glancing on Jason.

"Kelsi."

"You know I never should have taken this job. There is too much stress all because two buses will not arrive on time. What did I do to deserve this?" she stopped and put her head in her hands.

Jason took her wrists into his hands that made her look up at him. "I'm glad you took the job and the buses are here." he said.

Everyone stood up. Yes definitely two buses were coming this way. Bringing with them 60 kids that would make their summer complete. And a whole bunch of trouble. And a little something more.