AN:And so our journey here in Troy's head ends. This wasn't a very successful story, but to the people who did like, thanks for your wonderful reviews. If enough of you want one, I was thinking of doing a sequel for this story. However, it would be Troy's diary for the second story, so even if I decide to do one it wouldn't be up until either fall or early 2007, whenever HSM2 comes out.

Enough of my rambles. Enjoy the final chapter!

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 6

Friday, January 20th

I'm pretty nervous.

I'm in second period English right now. I hope I don't fail this class like I'm probably gonna fail Geometry and Biology, what with all those days of writing in you instead of taking notes.

But I'm too nervous. About the game and the callbacks.

Well, today in homeroom was fun. Zeke made Gabriella and Taylor a cake with the pi sign on it, wishing them good luck on the Decathlon. Then Taylor and Gabriella showed us an equation they'd written on the board, and we were like, oh, thanks... But then they flipped the boards over to reveal a "GO WILDCATS" poster they'd put together. Then they threw basketball pillows at us and we had a little fight there for a few minutes.

And then the entire basketball team spelled out GO DRAMA CLUB! with our shirts for Sharpay and Ryan... but Ryan didn't get it.

And now here I am.

Sooo freaking nervous.

Later on Friday

I'm in Biology now. Nothing has happened yet... but I'm still nervous.

What if we lose the game? What if Gabriella and I don't get the leads? What if she loses the Decathlon?

I'm not sure if our friends would be too happy with us if we lost. I mean, we've been telling them that we are focused, but if we lose everything...

It won't be pretty.

Even later on Friday

I don't know why I was worried.

We won! Gabriella won! We got the leads!

It was amazing.

Right now I locked myself in Chad's bathroom, since he's throwing the after-party, to write everything down before I forget.

So, the basketball team got let out of school twenty minutes early to get ready for the upcoming game, and while I was changing in the locker room my dad came in and gave me a talk.

And he basically told me to just do my best and have fun, and if I do he won't care if we lose or win. I don't know what's gotten into him...

Maybe he has a diar-journal too.

Anyway, so then the game started and after only, like, five minutes the power went out. The scoreboard and the lights started flickering, and I was so entranced by Taylor's intelligence that I forgot what I was supposed to be doing. That is, until Chad came up to me and told me to go.

So I sprinted out of the gym and into the locker rooms, changed out of my smelly uniform into a white tracksuit, and made my way to the theatre.

I heard Miss Darbus calling our names from the stage but I wasn't close enough to yell out "we're here!" to her. By the time Gabriella and I started running down the stage, she was saying, "The cast list will be posted-,"

But I was like, "No, no wait, Miss Darbus! We're ready! We can sing!"

I hate Miss Darbus, sometimes. She was like, "I called your names. Twice." Oh, good for you!

Then Gabriella ran up on the stage and was like, "Miss Darbus, please, please."

How Miss Darbus could've resisted her pleading like that is beyond me. But she just said, "Rules are rules!"

Then, the entire crowd from the Decathlon and basketball game came POURING into the theatre. It was awesome.

And then, Sharpay, like the little self-centered person she is, was all "We'll be happy to do it again for fellow students, Miss Darbus!"

Miss Darbus looked ready to explode. You know, for someone who take the theatre to seriously, you'd think she'd want to have the best people in her play and give everyone a chance, even if they're five seconds late. "I don't know what's going on here but, in any event, it's far too late and... we've not got a pianist!"

Then I was like KELSI WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? Ryan was all, "Well, that's showbiz." Man I couldn't wait to wipe that stupid little smirk off his face.

But instead I said, "We'll sing without a piano!"

And then Kelsi ran up behind (I could've KISSED her, had I not be in love with Gabriella), and was like, "No you won't. Pianist here, Miss Darbus."

Sharpay growled, "You really don't wanna do that."

And Kelsi was all, "Oh yes, I really do. Ready on stage!" and she ran to her piano. I was like YEAH YOU GO GIRL. Sharpay got all offended. It was priceless.

"Now that's showbiz," said Miss Darbus, and she, Ryan, and Sharpay left the stage. So now I'm thinking SWEET WE GET TO AUDITION. I handed Gabriella the microphone and got my own, and then nodded to Kelsi to start playing.

I was about to start, but I saw Gabriella, holding the microphone stiffly with her mouth hanging open. She'd frozen. So I had Kelsi stop playing and went over to her.

"I can't do it Troy," she said sadly. "Not with all these people staring at me." She was about to walk off the stage but I stopped her.

"Hey, hey, look at me," I said, grabbing her arms. "Look at me, right at me." I'm so charming. "Right at me." Then I was like, okay, stop saying that, she's looking. "Like the first time we sang together, remember?" She nodded, ever so slightly. "Like kindergarten." I said, using her cheesy analogy.

Then Kelsi started playing again, the backdrop came down, and we sang.

And lemme tell you, we did AWESOME.

It took us a couple seconds to get into it, but when we did, Gabriella took off her Decathlon uniform so she was in her normal clothes and we danced around the stage, just having fun.

At one point, the moon that Gabriella had been painting during that fateful detention came down too and we ran around that, singing.

I've never had so much fun.

At one point I saw my dad and her mom watching us. Hopefully my dad understood why I love singing so much.

Everyone in the stands also stood up and started clapping and dancing along with us. There's no way we didn't get the leads.

One thing I don't understand is where the percussion that came on when the tempo picked up came from. I mean, it was just Kelsi playing. Boy, is she talented!

Then the song ended, we bowed, Kelsi bowed, and everyone was screaming and cheering for us... and I leaned forwards and kissed her on the cheek. I wanted to do it on the lips... but I also didn't want to because everyone was watching and Gabriella is pretty shy.

So then we went back to our respective games/competitions. The game was a close one. I was afraid we weren't going to win.

But then I stole the ball and scored at the buzzer, giving us the WIN!

It was awesome! It was totally great being handed the trophy from my dad and being lifted up into the arms of my team, holding the trophy high above my head.

"WHAT TEAM?"

"WILDCATS!"

"WHAT TEAM?"

"WILDCATS!"

"WHAT TEAM!"

"WILDCATS!"

"WILDCATS?"

"GET'CHA HEAD IN THE GAME!"

Then they put me down and Chad scampered away with the trophy and my dad came up and gave me a huge hug. "I'm proud of you, son!" he said.

"Oh, thanks dad!" I was pretty surprised. Usually my dad is like, "good game, but you could've done this better."

"Bravo!" said Miss Darbus' voice in my ear.

"Brava!" my dad corrected her. I guess they're friends now.

They walked off, and someone was all, "Troy you're the man!"

Even though I know I am, I was like, "No, you! Yeah!"

And then I felt two soft arms thrown around my neck, and Gabriella's voice in my ear said, "Congratulations, Wildcat!"

I spun her around and asked, "Wait, what about your team?"

"We won too!"

I leaned in... we were about to kiss... WHEN MY SO-CALLED FRIEND CHAD WAS ALL, "Yo, team voted you the game ball, captain!" and he broke us apart, shoving the ball in my stomach.

I hate him.

I was like, "Yeah, thank you, thanks a lot," and pushed him away.

Gabriella looked embarrassed, so I leaned in and was like, "Sorry about that," and she was all, "Oh, no it's okay,"

Then we were interrupted AGAIN by Taylor, who grabbed Gabriella and was like, "Chad just asked me out!" I pity her.

So I walked off and started celebrating again with everybody, jumping up and down and cheering. Just havin' a good ole time.

Then I saw Kelsi standing, looking a little uncomfortable and out of place. I went up to her and said, "Composer, here's your game ball." I gave her the basketball, because I didn't want it. It seemed to be a bad omen for me. It had stopped Gabriella and I from kissing, after all. "You deserve it, play maker!"

Everybody started cheering again, and I saw out of the corner of my eye Jason take Kelsi's hat off and help her shoot the ball into the basket.

Then the band started playing and everyone started singing and dancing, celebrating our win.

We're all in this together, once we know, that we are, we're all stars, and we see that!

Sorry, I've still got it stuck in my head.

My life is a big musical. And you know what?

I wouldn't have it any other way.

Now I have to go. Gabriella and I have some unfinished business.

Hopefully this is good-bye for good, diary!