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I don't really know what to say this time…

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This is going to be simple, Troy assures himself, just stay away from girls. But even I know that it is going to be a challenge. There are so many girls. Absolutely, annoyingly pretty girls. Cheerleaders. Troy doesn't want to admit that he has a strong feeling that he's going to cave.

"When do we get the gym?" Jason asks, lying on his back on a picnic table. "It's too hot to be outdoors."

Troy fans his face and takes a seat at the table in the quad. "Has anyone seen coach? There's no practice without him."

"Speakin' of hot…" Chad murmurs to Troy as some of the cheerleaders from West High approach them (us). "We on fire… up in here, it's burning hot, we on fi-re…" Chad starts a beat on the wood of the table.

"Shut up, Chad." Troy orders his best friend through gritted teeth. Those girls were coming closer.

"Hi." We got a wave out of their leader. She invites herself to sit next to Troy. "You're Troy Bolton, aren't you? I've heard a lot about you." She smiles, leaning all of her weight on one arm.

Troy stays quiet. All of the East High guys have backed off to give him flirting space. Is this like an automatic thing for guys? I've always thought that guys consider girls as trophies. But this was fair play.

"I think quiet is sexy." She offers, licking her lips. "My name's Candace, by the way." She said in a low voice. "But you can call me Candy." She smiles. All of her superficial cheerleader friends giggle. At that very moment, I wish I could control Troy's body and make him dramatically roll his eyes.

Troy takes Candace's (Candy? Puh-leeze!) hand. "It's nice to meet you." He smiles. Candace grips Troy's hand. And I know, 'cause she's squeezing the life out of it, and it feels like she's cutting the circulation. But he just smiles flirtatiously and squeezes back.

"You should meet my boyfriend, Greg. He's captain at West High." She offers, jumping up from the table and flouncing across the quad to the freakishly huge players of West High School.

Hold on, that freaky Barbie Doll lost me at boyfriend. Oh, God, Troy thinks, seeing how tall they are. They had competed during the play-offs back at school, when did they get so tall? He remembers shaking hands before the game and whipping butt ten seconds 'till game over. Oh, God. He thinks again. The whole team was coming over.

"Holy shit." Chad exclaims, noticing how huge they had gotten. I thought about that gay movie Space Jam, where those little blob aliens turned into those ginormous slam dunking monsters. Troy was Michael Jordan.

"Troy!" one of the West High players claps him on the back. "Nice to see you again, captain buddy. Ready to lose the play-offs?"

I can tell that Troy has absolutely no idea what is going on or who this guy is. Candy is under some guys arm. He's the shortest one on the team. And they say size doesn't matter.

Troy regained his confidence. "We've got some new tricks." He shrugged. "All I'm saying is be prepared."

"Troy…" Chad taps him on the shoulder. "We've got more company." He looks a little nervous.

Troy does a 180 to see his dad storming in their direction.

Yup, party's over.

God, this chapter sucked. I kno it was really slow and all, but please read and review! And don't forget to vote! I'll make up for this sucky chapter, I PROMISE!