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Title: Basketball Superstar's Diary
Rating: K+
Author: MadiWillow
Summary: Troy's mom give him a diar-journal for Christmas, which he inadvertently finds himself writing in as his life turns upside down.
Genre: Romance/Humor
Chapter: Chapter 3
Tuesday, January 11th
Oops. I accidently brought you to school, d-journal, instead of my Geometry notebook. So now I'm sitting here, in 1st period Geometry, without my notes. Oh well. I can pretend I'm taking notes.
So today in homeroom, while Miss Darbus was talking, I looked back at Gabriella, and she smiled and giggled at me. I had to turn around so she wouldn't see my face turning red. She giggled at me!
Well, sure, other girls have giggled at me. But not someone who actually mattered!
You know, I really think I should try out for this musical. Me and Gabriella would probably be so much better as leads than Sharpay and Ryan. First of all, we're not related, so it wouldn't be weird.
Except then... the school would freak. I'm captain of the basketball team and Gabriella – well, she was asked to join the Scholastic Decathlon. We aren't allowed to be in musicals, let alone together.
But I still want to.
Later on Tuesday
I'm now here in last period Biology. I should be taking notes... but instead I'm writing in my stupid di-journal, like a girl.
Well, I lied to Chad and told him that, instead of practicing basketball during free period like we usually do, I had to make up homework.
I was able to ditch him and sneak into the theatre, only to meet Gabriella there. We hid in the back of the theatre and watched Sharpay and Ryan perform. I hate to say it, but they are good. All the other people who auditioned were pretty bad, and Miss Darbus wasn't nice about it.
After everyone had left, except Miss Darbus and the composer, Kelsi, me and Gabriella were about to leave – when she did it. Gabriella was all, "I'd like to audition!" and I was like WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? Except I didn't say that; I just hid.
Miss Darbus wouldn't let her, because the singles auditions were over and she didn't have a partner, so I oh so bravely and confidently came out of my hiding spot to audition with her. I didn't look nervous or scared at all. But stupid Darbus wouldn't let us.
Then after she left, Kelsi, up on the stage, tripped and dropped all her papers. Gabriella and I went to help her, and after a few moments of polite chit-chat and compliments, Kelsi started to play for us the real way the first duet was supposed to sound. Apparently Sharpay and Ryan's pre-recorded version was too fast.
So Gabriella and I sang the duet and, as if like magic, Miss Darbus was still in the theatre and gave us a callback. Kelsi gave us the second act duet and told us when she was available for rehearsals.
Oh geez. Callbacks?
What is everyone gonna say when this gets out? Damn it, I'm stupid. I should have just stayed hidden, and then Gabriella and I wouldn't be in this mess. She told me she was afraid that her Scholastic Decathlon friends would be mad at her because she told them she wouldn't do the competition, and now she was stepping out of her clique to star in a musical with the most popular boy in school.
Well, all I can say is – I'm dead.
Wednesday, January 12th
I'm so gonna fail Geometry. This is the second day in a row I'm skipping notes so I can write in this retarded journal.
But the news is out. There was a list of people called back for the musical in at the bulletin board in front of the school. Rumor has it that, thanks to Sharpay's ear-splitting scream, all of my friends saw it. And they're not happy.
Everyone's staring at me. I better stop writing in you, or else everyone will find out what I'm really writing and realize how gay I am.
Later on Wednesday
I'm gonna fail Biology too. But oh well. Like I'll need Biology as an NBA player.
Or perhaps a theatre performer?
Well, the lunchroom was complete and total madness when I got there. Everyone was singing about sticking to the status quo, and Sharpay was pretty much having a fit that Gabriella and I made callbacks. I guess she and her brother aren't used to competition.
So anyway, I got there in time to see Gabriella freaking out about everyone staring at her, and she was following her Decathlon friend when she slipped on milk and her nachos flew into the air – landing right on Sharpay's chest.
Gabriella was apologizing over and over again, but Sharpay wouldn't take it and it was then that her friend pulled her away. I was going to go over and help when Chad stopped and told me that was too much drama.
Miss Darbus then came in and Sharpay was all "Gabriella purposely dumped her lunch on me! She and Troy are trying to ruin our musical!" and other bull like that. I guess Miss Darbus believed her, because a couple of 4th period PE guys told me that she came into the locker room to talk to my dad.
But whatever, I'll face the wrath of him later. After that, I asked Chad what was going on (since when could everyone at our school can sing and dance?) and he said that I skipped practice yesterday to audition for some 'heinous' musical (and when did Chad learn big words?) and that now everyone is 'confessing.' Apparently, Zeke likes to cook crème brulee, which I guess is a bad thing. I don't know. Chad was having, like, a heart attack though.
Oh, and the skater dudes were mingling! Where did they ever get the idea that they were allowed to mingle! (I know you can't hear dia-journal, so I'll just tell you that I'm being sarcastic.)
Then Chad was getting all upset because I'm focused on this musical when we have our game next week. Right, because I can't be focused on two things?
So after Chad was done lecturing me, I left a note for Gabriella in her locker and then went up to my 'secret hiding place' to wait for her. My secret hiding place, by the way, is on the roof of the school. It's got plants and flowers everywhere, courtesy of the science club.
Gabriella joined me not long after the bell ending lunch rang and we had a nice talk. She told me how nice it was coming to our school to escape her 'freaky math girl' label, and I explained that people only liked me because our team was – so far – good. She asked if my friends knew the real me, like the me from the auditions, and I told her that I'm just the basketball guy, the play maker.
She said that my friends need to know more about me, and that she was comfortable singing with me. That made me feel good.
Then she said this weird thing about how in kindergarten, you could be best friends with someone after ten seconds because you could just be yourself. Kinda corny, but... oh well.
Anyway, she said that that's how she felt singing with me. And then I said the stupidest possible thing: "Well, I never thought about singing. That's for sure." WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? That had, like, nothing to do with what we were talking about.
So then we decided to do the callbacks.
I'm auditioning for a school play.
I might get the lead in the school musical.
With Gabriella.