Troy's POV
I could feel myself letting myself trail off again, but her hair smelled so good. I quickly shook my head trying to get myself to concentrate.
"What? You don't like the plan?" She asked. Mitch coughed impatiently in the back ground. But right now it was just me and Gabriella, face to face, breath to breath, head to head. Ok, Jason was there too. But whatever.
"Troy!" I suddenly was pulled away from my thoughts again. This time it was Jason's voice though.
"The game plan? Do you get it?" I looked at Gabriella and she looked a little frustrated. Even though she looked really hot angry, I didn't like the fact that she was angry at me so I nodded in agreement to this so called plan. How bad could it be anyway?
"Finally!" Mitch screamed as we stopped huddling. I just bent down in front of him getting ready to run forward.
"Ok, Troy get ready…" Jason whispered beside me. Get ready for what? What was I supposed to do? I was about to ask him when screamed 'hut'.
I ran forward and turned around. Jason was running toward me screaming 'turn around!' but something else caught my attention before I managed to turn around. Gabriella was lifting up her shirt, or pretending to, making me, Chad, and Mitch all stop in our tracks and wait as she threw the ball. I think it was supposed to go towards me, but Jason saw that I wasn't paying attention to the ball and pushed me out of the way and caught it himself and ran to the end zone completely untouched.
It took a while for me to comprehend what just happened. It was so unreal, and even though it felt like it took a long time, it only took about 20 seconds for the whole incident to happen: Gabriella pretending to flash us, her throwing the ball, me landing on the ground, and Jason catching the ball and making it to the end zone.
Now my arm hurt severely, and Gabriella was making her way to Jason to congratulate him. Mitch and Chad were arguing that what she did was completely unfair, and Sharpay was laughing her ass off. Taylor was the only one who was walking to me.
"You ok?" She asked once she reached me.
"Yeah…" I said as I got up clutching my wrist.
"You don't look ok."
"It's probably just a simple sprain." I answered making my way to Jason and Gabriella dropping my wrist as to not draw attention to my pain.
"Dude, I thought you understood the plan."
"Yeah, I wasn't really listening…" I answered and looked at Gabriella.
"Alright, now that you three have had your fun, let's play some real football." Mitch said a little too full of himself even for him.
"Fine, two hand touch or tackle?" Gabriella asked.
"Two hand touch!" Taylor practically screamed. I could see why too. She was a little on the short side and was quite thin. If one of us tackled her she might break in two. Gabriella was the same way.
"Alright, two hand touch on the ladies, and tackle the guys." Jason said. He probably really, really wanted to tackle Mitch.
We started the game 0-0, after a really long argument that our points should still count. My arm didn't hurt that much anymore and I stretched it and shook it every now and then making sure.
"ok. So Troy you go right, Gabriella you go left, and I'll fake a pass to Troy, and then pass the ball to Gabriella behind the line of scrimmage then take off sprinting while Gabriella throws it to Troy. Got it?"
"Yeah.. sure." Gabriella said still processing what it is she actually had to do. I was pretty confused myself.
"uh… right. So all I have to do is run to the right?" I asked.
"Yes Troy, that's all you have to do." Jason said sighing. It's not my fault his plan was confusing. Gabriella's was much easier to understand, I just wasn't listening at the time.
"Alright let's go!" Gabriella screamed and jogged over to the line of scrimmage.
"Hut!" Jason screamed and the game began.
I went right just like I was told and Mitch followed me but then let me go as he saw that I wasn't really a potential threat anymore. He started to go after Jason who was running to the left. Gabriella was being chased by Taylor and they were laughing and having a ball. But then the ball was thrown, straight to me and I caught it this time in the end zone.
Jason screamed with victory and Sharpay clapped her hands joyfully. I wonder if she actually wanted to play. But then Mitch tackled me to the ground, in the end zone, after the play was finished. He was probably just pissed that he was following me and let me run off by myself. It just so happened that I landed on the arm I had fallen on before. The one that was probably now more serious than it had been. The one that now caused pain that pierced through my body. The one that made me scream when I landed on it for the second time.
Gabriella's POV
After I had thrown the ball, Taylor had hugged me and congratulated my throw, which was surprisingly on target. Then she playfully tackled me to the ground. We laughed hysterically. It was fun playing football with boys. But then we heard someone scream and we looked up and saw Mitch on top of Troy.
"Oh no." Taylor said and shot up. So what? Mitch tackled Troy. What was the big deal? But she ran over to them and I followed confused.
"You asshole! The play was over! What is your fucking problem?!" Jason screamed pulling Mitch off of Troy.
It was then that I got a sight of Troy's arm. It was swollen and he was holding it for his life. I gasped at the sight of it realizing that it was now, probably broken. Troy stood up carefully not letting go of his arm. He then tried to laugh it off, but no one was laughing with him.
"Dude…" Chad managed to spit out. I just looked at him. Is that all he could say?
"I'll just go sit with Sharpay…" Troy said trailing off then turning away abruptly and heading over to Sharpay.
"No, you have to go to the hospital." Taylor argued and pulled him back toward the parking lot. Sharpay had already packed up all her stuff. She followed them to the car and me, Mitch, Chad, and Jason just stared there completely horrified by what just happened.
"What the hell were you thinking?" I finally managed to spit out. I was suddenly angry.
"I-I don't know." Mitch replied then looked at me.
"Seriously dude, it's just a game." Chad spoke up against his friend that he ditched Troy and Jason for. Mitch didn't respond he just kicked the sand angrily and screamed a couple of profound words. Jason, to my surprise, hadn't screamed anything at Mitch. In fact he hadn't really said anything since he saw Troy's arm.
"So... Uh... Let's walk home then." I said breaking the awkwardness that now flooded the air around us.
No one said anything but we all started walking back toward the house. We were walking in an uncomfortable silence when the fighting began.
"I just don't understand why you had to tackle him!" Jason started.
"Shut the fuck up Jason" Mitch replied. He sounded dead inside. That sounds really dramatic, but it was true. Well kinda. He sounded… tired maybe?
"Guys, fighting isn't going to change anything…" I said while stepping in between them so they wouldn't start fist fighting.
"Don't you have a god damn brain!?" Jason screamed, obviously ignoring my words of wisdom.
" I told you to shut up, don't make me say it again!"
"Or what you'll break my arm too?!" And that was it, Mitch reached over my head and punched him. Jason pushed me out of the way to punch Mitch back.
"Guys c'mon…" I said stepping in between them once again trying to pull them apart.
"Shut up Gabriella!" Jason screamed too angry to realize that he has actually just punched me in the face. Chad helped me up and we walked back to the house together, without Mitch and Jason.
We got back to the house around 8, so I went to the bathroom to look at my eye in the mirror. It hurt just like any other bruise that might have been on my body at the time. But something about it seemed worse.
"Gabriella I made pizza!" Chad screamed from the kitchen so I went out of the bathroom and sat at the counter waiting for my slice.
"Ok, well I didn't really make it, but I microwaved the extra pizza we got for lunch earlier." He turned around toward me and looked at my eye for the first time that night. "You should really put ice on that." He made his way toward the freezer and pulled out an ice pack that Sharpay had brought just in case. You can always tell when something is Sharpay's because it will either have an 'S' on it or it will be covered in pink.
I giggled because he was so stupid. Well not stupid, but clueless. We started to watch a movie when the front door opened. I looked toward it and saw Sharpay walking in. She quickly looked around the house then towards us.
"Where's Mitch and Jason?"
"Killing each other somewhere on the beach." Chad responded not looking away from the TV.
"Oh… Oh my gosh! What happened to your eye?!" She said as she ran towards me. Troy and Taylor made their way inside as she grabbed my face examining my eye carefully.
"Jason punched her. Well it was kind of an accident because he wasn't really paying attention at the time." Chad explained.
"Jason did what!?!?!" Troy screamed angrily. I made me feel special that he would care so much about me.
"It's really not that bad…" I tried to calm him down but it wasn't working. My face was still in Sharpay's grasp so I couldn't really get a good look at Troy.
Troy's face was not as close as Sharpay's was and he was examining my eye as well. His breath smelled really good even though he was cooped up in the hospital for a couple of hours.
"Not that bad? It's like the color of Barney!" He said.
I giggled at his logic. "Barney?" I asked smirking. Or at least as close to smirking as I could do with Sharpay's hands pressed to my cheeks.
"Barney?" She turned to him in disbelief.
"I have a little brother." He said and refocused himself on my eye.
