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"Like I've always said, Troy... fake right, break left." Coach throws a Gatorade bottle filled with water on his son's lap. "We've got to get you back in there." he grabs Troy's wrist, pushing him in the direction of the check-in table.

Troy crouches next to the table, recomposing his basketball thoughts. The loud buzzer sounds, indicating that a substitute was coming in. Zeke jogs off the court as Troy takes his place.

"Let's go, Troy!" he hears a female voice from the stands. Troy turns his head towards all those people to see Candace and her clones cheering for him. Greg and the rest of West High are no where in sight. Troy slowly turns back to the bench to see his dad pulling Jason out of his seat.

"Go get Troy." he hears his father tell Jason.

Troy waits for the buzzer before shuffling off of the court. "Come on, Coach, he was in there for like, ten seconds." Zeke pulls a towel around his neck. "You've gotta put him back in, or Southview is gonna kill us."Patrick, another playeradds.

"Unless you two want to be ridden to this bench like Troy here..." Coach takes Troy by the shoulders and pushes him down on the wood. "Then I advise that you watch the game and stay quiet."

Troy feels so embarrassed. And ashamed for getting distracted. But I think that if Candace wasn't such a slut, that he (we) wouldn't be in this mess. Troy glances back to the stands to see Candace stroking her dirty blonde braid, still looking in Troy's direction. Not wanting to get in trouble again, Troy looks down at his shoes, dreading the bench.

Fans flood the court, throwing Zeke up on their shoulders. It was only the first game of the play-offs, but every win was important. Troy slowly makes his way to the locker room, waiting for the rest of the team.

"Troy, wait up!" Chad was a few steps behind Troy. "What was that all about?" he asks when they were walking side-by-side. "Why were you benched?"

"Let's just say..." Troy angrily pushes open the locker room door, "that I got really distracted. So I was pulled."

The rest of the team trickles in, showering up and getting dressed. Troy finally packs up his jersey and shoes in his gym bag and leaves.

"The thing with you... is that you're so... innocent." Candace giggles as she follows Troy to Hail Hall. "Even though I do think innocent is sexy..."

"Candace," Troy stops and drops his bag. "You know, this... isn't working. I got benched because of you. My dad is overly pissed at me for 'fraternizing with the enemy'. So, when I say this, I'm not trying to be rude, but... leave me alone."

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"Troy..." Candace whines and takes Troy's hands, swinging them back and forth, "you know I don't care about that stuff. As long as I have you..."

Troy slips away from Candace's grasp. "I should've done this a looooong time ago. But sorry, you don't have me." he continues his walk back to Hail Hall alone.

"I can't believe you did that." Chad stabs his marble cake with a plastic fork. "Dude, who cares if she has a boyfriend, she's hot!"

Troy rolls his eyes and slumps in his chair across from Chad. "It's not just Greg. It's my dad. And our stupid bet. Which I am gonna win. Get ready to streak across campus."

"Uh... how are you gonna win if she keeps coming on to you like this?" Jason whispers.

"What?" Troy asks in confusion.

"Hey Troy." he hears Candace and finds his answer. She takes a seat on the table next to Troy. "What's up?" she asks nonchalantly, her minions no where in sight.

Troy turns toward the rest of the tables in the quad, spotting West High and a really jealous Greg.

Yes, Greg knew.

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