Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. I had to do some major editing to make it fit the characters. Oh, OOC means "Out of Character." Yeah. Chapter 1 for you.

CHAPTER 1

"…The true test of manhood is helping, not fighting." –Voice of Youth Advocates

"Put it on," yelped Ryan as he shoved a random jacket towards Jason. He hurriedly pushed Jason into a dressing room before he could run out and get the earring that he'd been fingering longingly.

Jason opened up the curtains. "So?" He walked out hesitantly, looking doubtfully at the jacket that Ryan had given him.

Troy stared. "Jason, you look amazing."

"Really?" Jason said, looking at his reflection in the mirror. He realized that he did look great. The jacket, which was a darkish green color went great with his short spiky dark brown hair, and emphasized his piercings. His arms seemed to fit in the jacket and the jacket wrapped around his broad shoulders—which was surprising—on many occasions Jason's sleeves had been to long for him. It traced down to around his knees—well it was one of those long jackets, like blazers for boys—but didn't make him look like he was wearing a dress or something. His brown eyes seemed to shine more with the darker jacket, which happened to be one of those button-up ones that he would never wear. (He usually didn't care what he wore—mainly Jason wore brand names and jeans that were all ripped up. Jason preferred zip-up jackets or sweatshirts usually ugly and black).

"Here," he said, pulling off the jacket and throwing it to Chad. "You like jackets—you put it on."

Chad pulled on the jacket on top of his "Easily Distracted" shirt. He slowly buttoned it, tracing his fingers over the small button pins attached to the collar; one which read "You only have one life. Do something."

Then he turned around, waiting for his friends' approval.

"Chad you fool," said Ryan in a teasing voice. "When did you get so hot?"

The jacket wasn't as long on Chad as it was on Troy, but it had the same effect. His coffee-colored bush of hair blended with the green in the coat, making him look like the perfection of nature and the faint greenish tints made his eyes look like a dark tree bark from one of those vacation magazines. The jacket was long enough to cover his long arms—Chad's arms were longs while Jason's were a bit shorter—and they seemed to hug his waist, making him look thin and tall and elegant, like some sort of duke or prince. A very strange prince. This however, was exactly the type of clothing Chad liked. He arched his eyebrows, studying himself in the mirror as he ran his hand over his rather tan skin.

"Well, I am b-e-a-utiful, aren't I?" he said, grinning, and arching another eyebrow.

"Stuff it," said Jason, a bit put off that Chad looked so good in the jacket, that maybe he couldn't compete with his friend's looks.

"Don't worry Jason," Chad tried to comfort him, "you looked as great as I did, maybe I just looked a tad better."

"Ah shut up," said Ryan amiably, stroking his blonde hair.

Troy was standing awkwardly near a clothing rack. He knew what was coming next.

"Here Troy," said Chad, handing him the jacket. "You try it on, Mr. Gorgeous."

Troy's face colored, and he grabbed the jacket, pulling it on, his fingers fumbling as he buttoned it.

"Troy you show-off," Ryan yelped, "you just had to make us all feel bad, now did you?"

Troy blushed, "No."

"He's just kidding," snapped Chad impatiently. "Turn around."

Troy turned slowly, and Chad grinned. "You're right Ryan. He did have to make us feel bad."

The green jacket seemed to close over Troy's broad shoulders, and wrapped around his muscular frame. It hugged his waistline, and the dark green color brought out the lightness of the blue color in his eyes, making them look like light blue slivers of ice. It brought out the tanness of his skin, making him even more model-like than usual. It even brought out the dark lashes that covered his eyes, and his intense bangs stood out even more than usual. This however, was not something Troy would usually wear. He usually wore plain clothing—jeans and t-shirts (without brand names), that did not draw more attention to himself that his looks already did.

Nervously, and almost eager to get rid of it, he pulled it off and handed it to Ryan, saying, "You try it."

Singing was for Troy—not clothing. He was an amazing actor and singer—well in fact, he was going to some sort of a performing arts camp this summer. Chad was heading for a camp for those who had "athletic" talents—in his case, any sports at all. Ryan had broken out laughing the first time he heard where the both of them were going. Troy was a great singer, but he hated singing in public—because… well, let's just say he had reached puberty and his voice was going through a bizarre stage. Jason was staying at home, and Ryan was going to visit his dad, who he flat-out hated, and was only visiting because his mom made him. He was going by himself too; Sharpay absolutely refused to see her father.

Ryan accepted the jacket from Troy, and pulled it on, flexing in the mirror. Troy grinned.

Ryan turned around, swiping back a few stray hairs from his forehead. "Well you guys?"

They were staring in amazement. "Oh my God Ryan," whispered Jason.

"What?" Ryan quickly looked around. "Do I look bad or something?" He started to rip off the jacket, but there was a cry of protest from Chad.

"Bad?" Chad gasped. "Ryan you look b-e-a-utiful, if you don't mind me saying…"

Ryan studied himself in the mirror. He did. It was the truth. The jacket seemed to make his hair glow a shiny blonde and his eyes looked as if he had suddenly outlined them in eyeliner. The color of his eyes was brought out like a tall, icy mountain or something. The jacket bent inwards and made him look intense and dramatic as it wrapped over his thin shoulders. The dark color made him look fragile and dramatic, emphasizing his pale white skin—unlike the others, Ryan didn't tan easily. He whirled around to look at his friends, and it was like fire had burned against him and everything seemed to stop.

"This jacket is magic."

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. Hope you still like enough to review more. I had to do some major editing from the first one.

-Finn