Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue.
A/N: So, to recap: Troy's having freaky headaches and chest spasms, Chad hates getting up, Kyle and Troy were voted the captains of their team, and Duke is interested in recruiting Troy. Exciting, I know. Lol
I know some of you are wondering how old Troy is, so the answer to that is 17. He's almost 18. :D
Random moment of the chapter: AAAAHHHHH who watched One Tree Hill last night? OMG! Sorry, couldn't help it :D
Anyway, Enjoy! This is the point in the story in which it starts to go downhill for Troy. I fast forwarded to the last week of camp because everything else would have been kind of boring for the other weeks.
Troy sat opposite Chad, Ryan, Chris, Mike and Kyle at the breakfast table. Chad was struggling to keep his eyes open, propping his head up with a hand to keep it from falling into his cereal bowl. All around them the clink of spoons and glasses filled the air, occupying the silence that would have otherwise been oppressive. It was Monday, and they only had one week to go.
"I cannot wait to get back to my own bed," Kyle muttered, absently filling his spoon with cereal and letting it fall back into the bowl.
"I know what you mean," Troy said, stifling a yawn of his own. 6:30 didn't seem that early, until you multiplied it by 28.
Chad said nothing, only let his head fall onto the table, his nose landing in his milk covered spoon. He instantly jerked awake, looking around wildly as milk dripped slowly off his nose.
"Somebody's tired," Mike joke, throwing a napkin at Chad.
"Shut up," Chad groaned, wiping his nose and yawning.
"Alright, guys, let's get to practice!" Andrew Jones boomed from the front of the cafeteria, way too active for 7 in the morning. Groans filled the room, accompanied by the scrape of chairs as players began to get up and stagger toward their respective gyms.
"See you losers later," Troy said, as he, Kyle, and Chris headed toward Gym 1.
"Yeah, when you get your sorry butts kicked," Chad quipped, high-fiving Mike and Ryan.
"Is that smack talk I hear?" Kyle laughed, silently mocking the green jerseys hanging from their bags.
The six of them laughed, and headed to the gyms.
"Alright, guys, we've got one week left," Coach Richards said, looking around at the players in front of him. "Wednesday we start the games for the camp championship. I have to say, I think you guys have a shot to take it."
An excited murmur ran around the circle, as the players looked approvingly at one another.
"But that does not mean that I'm going to lay off you in any way today, which is why we're starting off with suicides. Line up!"
The smiles on the players faces died as they groaned, lining up along the sideline. Coach Richards put his whistle to his mouth, and within moments the ten players were off, running toward the other sideline as fast as possible.
"Touch the line, Evans!" the coach shouted, as they reached the line and bent down to touch it before running back. "Keep going!"
Troy found himself falling behind slightly, having slight trouble breathing.
"This isn't break time, Bolton! Keep up!"
Troy mentally berated himself, putting in an extra effort to catch up. He touched the line a split second after the others, then struggled to catch up again.
"Four more!"
Troy groaned, cursing silently. Five minutes later, Troy sank to the ground by the bleachers, gasping for air as the others caught their breath. The coach walked over.
"Bolton, what's going on?"
Troy looked up at the coach, still struggling to breathe. "N-nothing, Coach."
"I would hope so. Get up and join your team, practice isn't over yet."
Troy groaned inwardly, standing up slowly and putting a hand against the wall to brace himself. He half hoped the coach would notice his pain, but he was already half-way over to the others.
"Good luck," Chad said, nodding across the court at Troy. The two were set to tip the ball for the beginning of the scrimmage between their two teams.
"Yeah, you need it," Troy shot back, smiling at his friend. The ref blew the whistle, and Troy tipped the ball to Kyle, who set off down the court.
Chad immediately dropped back to cover Troy, who was trying to get open for Kyle to pass him the ball. Troy ducked around his friend, holding his hands up to Kyle. Chad noticed a split second too late, and the ball was in the net, courtesy of Troy.
"Alright!" Kyle cried, slapping Troy on the back as they ran back to cover their own net. Troy smiled, and turned to cover his man. Seconds later, Shawn Evans had stolen the ball, and the action was directed back at the other end.
"Shawn, I'm open!" Troy called, getting the ball and immediately passing it off to Kyle. The other captain set himself behind the three point line, jumping and taking the shot. It sailed cleanly through the net.
Ten minutes later, the blue team was ahead, 16-4. Troy stole the ball from one of Chad's teammates, and was off down the court, taking the lay-up when he reached the basket. The ball swished in, and several of the scouts sitting in the bleachers nodded. Troy started back down the court, but stopped short, his face falling as he put a hand to his chest, clearly struggling to breathe.
"Troy?" Kyle was covering his man, looking concerned at his teammate.
Several people stopped, watching Troy. He was oblivious, however, to everything other than the sudden pounding headache that overcame his senses. He blinked slowly, trying to clear his vision. Barely aware of what was happening, Troy sank slowly to his knees, prompting screams and shouts from several people.
"Troy!" Chad cried, running to his friend's side, accompanied by Kyle and several other people.
"Stop the game!"
"Somebody call 911!"
"Get a trainer!"
"Come on, people, make room!"
Shouts filled the gym, as Troy fell slowly to the floor, lying unconscious on his side.
"Let me through!"
Coach Richards was pushing his way through the steadily growing crowd, leading a trainer. They knelt at Troy's side, as Chad, Kyle, Mike, and Ryan stood alarmed nearby.
"Did somebody call 911?"
"I did!" a voice shouted from the back. "They'll be here in 5 minutes!"
"Help me get him on his back," the trainer said to the coach, as they lay Troy on the ground. The trainer put his fingers to Troy's neck.
"He's got a pulse, and he's breathing. Did he hit his head?"
Coach Richards shook his head.
"The paramedics are here!"
The coach jumped up, and pushed back the crowd, clearing a path for the paramedics. They were rolling a gurney between them and were closely followed by Andrew Jones. The camp director pulled the coach aside.
"Who is it?"
"Troy Bolton. He just collapsed on the court."
Andrew sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Alright, somebody call his parents. The game is suspended until further notice, I want everyone in their dorms, now!"
Despite the order, no one moved.
"Come on, people, let's clear the gym! Give them some room!" Several players began to walk away slowly, headed for their dorms. Andrew walked over to the paramedics, intending to address Chad and the others.
"Come on, guys, back to the dorms."
Chad shook his head.
"I'm staying. I'm going with him."
The paramedic interrupted. "We're taking him to the hospital, they're going to want to run some tests. Have his parents been notified?"
Andrew nodded. "We'll send them to the hospital."
As they watched, the paramedics carefully lifted Troy onto the gurney, and set off toward the door.
"Is anyone riding along?"
"I am!" Chad said quickly, jogging over to the gurney.
"Hey-"
"Let him go," Coach Richards said, putting a hand to Andrew's arm. "We've got enough to deal with here."
The director relented, herding the final players back toward the dorms as the paramedics hurried outside, followed closely by Chad. He and Coach Richards watched in silence as Troy was loaded into the ambulance, and Chad jumped in behind him.
"Time for damage control," Andrew whispered, turning back to the building.
A/N: Well, that was fun. I hate suicides. They really are no fun at all. Lol As always, reviews are very, very greatly appreciated.
As you can tell, I know like, nothing about basketball. I played for like, one seasons, and I was really bad. :D
That was like one major homage to One Tree Hill. I got the whole running suicides and having trouble breathing from the eppy when Luke did the same, the whole passing out at a game, pretty much all of it from OTH. Forgive me:D
Coming in Chapter 4: The return of Gabriella! What is wrong with Troy? How do his new friends take it?