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Chapter 6:

Troy was pumped. At exactly 3:30 p.m. November 30 his team was going to start another season. A wining season that is ensuring his spot at a top college. Nothing could bring him down today. As long as he didn't see her that is . . . NO Bolton snap out of it!

"Hay, Troy!" he heard girlish voice call from down the hallway. "Turn around!" Troy did as he was told and was confronting by Sharpay, Kelsi and what looked like the entire drama club. "You cheered us on last year and now we want to return the favor! Lets go ever body!" All of the drama kids took off there jackets to reveal t-shirts that spell out WILDCATS!

"Wow, that's pretty sick guys!" He was actually being sincere after he and she who must not be named stole her and Ryan's roles last year he thought she would have seen there drama club cheer from last year as a cruel joke. Wait a second . . .

"Sharpay aren't you going to show me your shirt?" he put on his best pout in a joking way.

"Troy, you'll see it at the game! Me and Kels will be front row center supporting our wildcats!" she yelled resulting in a eruption of cheering from the drama section.

"You guys are such great friends!" He yelled to them all. Then he turned his attention back to Sharpay. "Does Kelsi still have a crush on a certain teammate of mine, with black hair, who might not be the smartest guy in the world . . ." He hinted.

"Troy! Your so mean!" Sharpay giggled. "And yes Kelsi is ab-viously smitten! Look at her she pointed." It was true Kelsey was wearing Jason's practice shirt. Wonder how she got a hold of that . . .

"Ahh Troy get your head out of the gutter! He let her borrow it cause she wanted to wear something school supportive!" Sharpay laughed answering his thoughts.

"Hey I didn't say anything!" He put his hands up in this air innocently.

"Awww! You know I can't stay mad at those big, blue, dreamy eyes of yours Bolton . . ." Sharpay admitted, very sarcastically and dramatically.

"Ohh now your gonna get it!" He yelled as he hoisted her up fireman's style and put her on his shoulder.

"Troy put me down you meanie!" She screamed between fits of laughter. She kicked and punched at his back all the way to lunch where he placed her down between him and Taylor. Taylor and Chad were too busy feeding ever french fries and playing footsie under the table. Other than the happy couple, Kelsi, Ryan, Jason, Zeke, Martha, and few other players and cheer leaders sat at the table. There was only one spot left open and Troy knew as soon as she who must not be named comes he would retreat to his secret spot and get focused again.

"Troy she's not coming for a while. She has to make up a calc test." Sharpay said again answering his thoughts. She was really good at that.

"Omg you guys!" screeched Kelsi. "So I'm getting home from my date with Jason on Friday, right? And I see my parents making out on the couch. But then I'm like I want to be just as in love with someone as they seem to be. So I'm just curious, what do you think your significant other will be like." Troy saw Sharpay and Kelsi lock eyes and knew they were just trying to change the subject but obviously Sharpay didn't think the topic of conversation was any better.

"Down Shar!! It's okay." Troy said reassuringly to Sharpay. "A Person you love with know you better than yourself. Anytime you talk to them you instantly feel better. They make you laugh. Anytime you're away from them its pure torture because your hearts aches to hear the sound of their voice or their hand in yours."

"And every time you look at them you look at them you just know what they're feeling and they know you." Sharpay finished staring right into Troy's eyes. They held the glaze for what felt like an eternity to them but almost as soon as it had begun Chad decided to talk about the game.

"So you pumped man!" Chad asked Troy.

He turned his head and locked eyes with her again. "Absolutely."

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This was only their first game and already they were playing the third best team in the league: Whitewood High. The stands were packed with wildcat fans ready to see him lead their team to another victory. Troy knew he should be focused but he was . . . nervous. Oh no he was feeling unmanly again. He knew he couldn't start crying here though. Not in front of all of the people who came here to support him.

Suddenly the lights were getting too bright and he decided to go back into the locker for a little while.

He splashed his face with cold water and looked at the nervous wreck he saw in the mirror. How could this be the same guy who not only led his team to the championships as only a junior while also staring as a lead in Twinkle Town!!! (Okay Twinkle Town was not the best example . . .) He heard the squeaking of sneakers across the locker room floor.

"Could you give me a minute in here alone?" He asked politely to the only other person in the locker room.

"Troy! I thought you wanted to see my outfit!" He knew that girlish voice anywhere.

"Your right. Your right. Come on let's see it then!" Troy yelled to a still concealed Sharpay.

"I will only enter if I hear applause. And yes that means you Bolton!" she yelled back.

"Yay." He said in monotone jokingly.

"Close enough I guess." He heard a sigh and in entered Sharpay in a red T-Shirt with the Wildcat's on the front in sparkles, white shorts and red, rhinestone covered coach sneakers. She did a little twirl and pretended to shoot a basket.

"Wow. That's amazing! You look like a real wild cat now." He said truly impressed. She squealed and ran to hug him.

"You haven't really seen the best part!" She turned around and it said Bolton on the back with 14 right in the middle just like a jersey. "Now you know you'll have your number one fan in the stands."

"Thanks Shar, you always know how to make me feel better." Troy engulfed her in another hug and she brought her head to his chest. 'She's one of my best friends isn't she,' Troy asked himself. Slowly he raised her head so that they were staring right at each other. Temptation took over and their lips met in one in sync motion and Troy instantly felt an electric current flow through his body. They broke apart and Troy knew things would be different now.

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"And 10 seconds to go! Wildcats are up by just one point if they can maintain this lead this could turn out to be another promising season! Number 12 Whitewood has takes the shot and . . . It's blocked by number 14 our very own Wildcat captain Troy Bolton!" Yelled the announcer.

Troy's teammates stormed the court ready to carry him back into the locker room. However Troy's mind was only on one person: a blonde who now attempted to squeeze her way into the overjoyed crowd. Before he could try to get to her he was hoisted up high above the cheering crowd, and into the locker room.

He changed as fast as he could and raced into the hallway thanking everyone who congratulated him half-heartedly. After all he was on a mission. Then he saw her up ahead talking to Ryan. He tried to wave but when he went to raise his hand he heard a small voice behind him.

"Hey game-winner."

He turned around slowly to face her. She was a little rounder now then she was before but she was still his Gabriella.

"Listen Troy there's something I need to tell you," she started. "I lied. The babies yours. You got drunk at a party and well . . . I'm sorry I didn't tell you before." She looked as though she was about to cry. "Listen I don't expect you to forgive me but I was hoping you would." She stared straight into his eyes. "I really miss you Troy." He didn't believe what he was hearing, however in body went into autopilot and leaned in to kiss her right there in front of all those people. Including the girl who loved him.

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Gabriella couldn't believe she was doing this but when she saw Sharpay kissing Troy she was jealous. Te icing on the cake was Troy winning the game for his team. They should still be the ruling King and Queen. She had had her taste of popularity and wasn't about to let it go. She saw him exit the locker room headed toward Sharpay so she did the one thing one at East High wouls have expected.

"Hey game-winner." He turned around to face her.

"Listen Troy there's something I need to tell you," she started. "I lied. The babies yours. You got drunk at a party and well . . . I'm sorry I didn't tell you before." She began to cry and smiled inwardly at this magnificent lie she had created. "Listen I don't expect you to forgive me but I was hoping you would." She stared straight into his eyes. "I really miss you Troy." He leaned in to kiss her and she knew her planned had worked. She had power again.

Temptation. If it hurts anyone at least it won't be her.