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"Ohh...well my parents are here with a gathering of their friends, but before school starts tomorrow would be good, I'll tell Kelsi and also...then after ...seeing as the dance is tomorrow."

"WHAT?" he shrieked, Sharpay giggled,

"Love ya! Bye!" she hung up. Oh great!

"Okay team just relax-we've played West High a lot of times," said Coach Bolton in an attempt to calm the stressed out basketball team. Gabriella was nearly biting her nails, well, Troy's nails. She strained to listen to the coach, but she couldn't seem to concentrate on the fact that she was about to play a basketball, no, she ultimately sucked at basketball-at any sport! "Just go out there and try your best-"

"Of course it'd be awesome if we won-AGAIN!" Boomed Chad, "especially with our captain" Gabriella gulped, exactly how much did the team rely on Troy to win games? She shuddered internally. "What team?"

"Wildcats!" The team yelled, she faked screaming for she was still in a daze about this whole situation. "What team!" Chad yelled again, slamming a fist into Troy's shoulder-she pretended it didn't hurt, but she would rub ointment on it after the game. One thing was for sure, she thought the uniform was comfortable. 'Breezy' she thought, however the sudden flash back of her trying to find a private place to dress was...scarring.

"Come on Bolton," Chad said, "it's just us guys, why are you acting so off lately?" Gabriella chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of Troy's neck.

"Me?" she said, stammering, "I-I'm not acting off-"

Chad scoffed, "Oh don't give me that shit, I'm your best friend..brother's till the end. I know when somethings off with ya" 'that's a scary thought' she thought as she backed up into the bathroom stalls within the locker room. Chad sighed and gave up, which Gabriella was thankful for, she shrugged out of Troy's clothes and slipped on the uniform, but when she slipped on out of the bathroom stall, she stopped in her tracks.

Her eyes instantly squeezing shut and she just bolted from the lockers and hid where the coach's office was until they were dressed and he called the team to order.

'I never want to see naked man again' Gabriella thought, as Chad was shoving both of them onto the court. 'Just relax Gabi, try your best...just try best...' She was vaguely aware of the people in the bleachers [particularly her own body smirking at her] cause when the referee blew the whistle, the point guard of the Knights jumped into the air and slammed the orange rock on to the hard gymnasium floor. Taking it towards the wildcats basket and scoring. 'Okay, that...sucked.' she thought glumly, clumsily running after the point guard-16 it said on his jersey.

"And that's 26 points to West High" said principal Matsui on the speaker; a quarter of the way through the game, the crowd groaned and Troy- in Gabriella's body- slid deep in the bleacher's when all of a sudden an idea hit him. He smiled, and slipped out of his seat and pulled a curious looking Taylor Mckessie out to the hallway.

"Gabriella, what are you doing?" Taylor chided once they were out in the hallway, Troy just sighed and stared at her intently.

"No matter," he said, "I need you to ...put the game on pause for a while." Taylor looked at him skeptically and crossed her arms over chest; her chin in the air defiantly.

"Why?" she asked, Troy sighed; although it came out as a growl.

"Because I want to talk to the Wildcats captain." he said sternly, Gabriella's eyes narrowing into dark brown slits; they looked black as Taylor just continued to stare and not say a thing. "Please!" he added, giving Taylor the best puppy pout that Gabriella's face could muster-it must have been good because she caved.

"Oh fine!" she said, "but I want to know what are you planning-"

"NO TIME!" Troy said, walking back into the gym, digging for something in the big bag that hung over his shoulder, Taylor scowled before muttering something about 'crazy friends' but she did as she was requested, and paused the game.

"something appears to be wrong with the score board..." said the principal, trying as hard as he could to get it working again, but to no avail. Suddenly the lights went off and screams of panic emitted from everyone, "Everyone stay calm!-what is that?" he said, seeing a flashlight walking with haste to the far left of the gym. And all everyone heard was harsh whispers and the occasional growl of frustration.

*Troy&Gabriella*

"Get it together Montez!" Troy said in a harsh whisper, being carefully that no one heard him say the last part of that sentence. "you are making me look bad out there!" Gabriella sighed, pinching the bridge of Troy's nose.

"I'm trying, but I suck at spor-"

"Shut up with that, look, just keep passing the ball to Chad...the guy with the bushy hair."

"I know who he is!" Gabriella yelled, but still in a hushed tone, sounding offended.

"Well that shouldn't be hard then." He turned to leave, when something suddenly came to him, a memory of the last time he and Montez were in the gym together...he suddenly smirked. Turning ever so slightly so Montez could only see him by profile, "oh and Montez," he purred, however it sounded...odd with her high pitched voice.

Gabriella gulped, "Y-yeah?" Troy turned fully and went up to her, grasping both sides of his own head and without thinking about anything else, he pulled her down so their lips could meet. It was chaste and quick, but he still felt enjoyment in it.

"That was for luck, now go out there and kick major West High ass..." he turned fully with the light in hand and left, and it wasn't long before the lights came back on and everyone was staring at anyone on the court, trying to figure out who was engaged in the shadowed conversation, and Gabriella felt Troy's cheeks heating up with flaming red heat.

"um...well, let's take a short break since it's half time anyway and uh...enjoy the cheerleaders doing their dance." Gabriella sighed, thanking the heavens for being on her side, but now she felt on edge and adrenaline coursing through her -really Troy's- veins. She wanted to play, and kick...as Troy put it, kick West High ass.

By the end of the final buzzer, the West High Knights were grumbling in defeat and the Wildcats were the exact opposite; Gabriella holding a smile on her face, and the trophy in Troy's hands. Everything happened so fast, that before she knew it, she and the other team members were on their way to the Bolton place to get ready for the dance...that's when it hit her, she had to take herself to the dance...

Well, she as Troy was taking Troy as her...'ah man, talk about a brain buster' she thought, running from the car and straight to Troy's room. She stopped in front of his closet. "Bolton you may be a basketball neanderthal, but that doesn't mean you have dress like one every day..." she yanked out courderoy slacks [black] that were creased and a [black] sports coat to match, the button up wasn't entirely white, but beggars can't be choosers. She dealt with it.

"For the first time I'm going to a dance...as a dude." she mumbled staring into the bathroom mirror of Troy's bathroom. "Troy...get ready, cause this will be a night neither of us will forget."

*Troy as Gabriella*

"Gabi!" Sharpay yelled in frustration, "hold still, I have to get your make up perfect!" Troy fought the urge to roll her brown orbs, but failed miserably. Sharapy again growled, finally giving up. He secretly did a touch down dance. 'Thank God.' he thought,

"Look Blon-uh, Shar, I'm not going to be doing much dancing remember?" he said, smoothing the invisible wrinkles on the dress he had picked out for Montez; they had gotten ready in the girls bathroom because Troy was still rehearsing the song that he was to sing [as Montez mind you] at the dance, oh joy that'll be fun. Sharpay rolled her eyes as she gripped Gabriella's jaw and attached a red lipstick to her friend's plump lips.

"SHAR!" he yelled, swatting the lipstick away, "you're stabbing me with that thing!" Sharpay sighed-apparently unaffected by the way he had acted, he wondered, 'does Gabriella do the same thing?' if she does, he smirked at the thought.

"Whatever," Sharpay said, looking at her reflection in the mirror then turning to face Troy in Gabriella's eyes. "You look great anyway Gabi, c'mon we got one more rehearsal to do." Troy was about to protest, but Sharpay grabbed him by the wrist and whisked him off to the cafeteria, where the stage was set up with a microphone and a D.J. stand-where her brother Rion was getting ready to D.J. the dance. Great.

"Okay, Gabi," Sharpay said, shoving him on to the stage and putting him in front of the mike, "start from the 'texas heat' part,. the first part you say that...be a little more...sensual or something." He gulped and without warning the words of the nearly familiar song flowed out of Gabriella's lips and as per Sharpay's request, he tried to make it sound 'sensual' ...

Texas heat it drives me crazy

But it don't matter cause in my mind

59 minutes till the dance, that means 59 minutes till the night that no body would ever forget.