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Troy and Gabriella sat in the cemetery next to Chad's grave, watching the sun set. They had been there for hours-since school and drama had ended. Troy had brought sandwiches and a thermos full of hot chocolate. Gabriella brought blankets and a sleeping bag.
The setting hadn't upset them at all. In fact, it almost helped. Nobody went into a graveyard freely, unless it was to visit somebody's grave. In fact, in the time since they had gotten there, they had only seen a wizened old man in the cemetery, so they had the place virtually to themselves.
So they sat down and talked. Troy explained to Gabriella why he was quitting basketball. It was just too hard. Chad had always been there; he was one of the starting forwards, the person Troy always passed to and always buddied up with at practice. He knew that he was letting the team down-Zeke especially, as the other guard, would be taking it hard. But it was something he'd had to do.
Gabriella talked about the musical, and how Ryan wasn't all that bad. "He's actually really sweet, and really funny." She told him before started into a story.
"See, last week we started working on the second to last scene. The one where we're supposed to kiss. And I didn't want to do it. I wanted to kiss you." She smiled at Troy and kissed him lightly on the cheek. "So Ryan tried to demonstrate it for me-" she burst out laughing, and Troy had to wait to see what she was laughing about.
"He got Sharpay and plated this big wet kiss on her. Then he turned around and said 'that's all there is to it.' But he didn't notice Sharpay behind him and..." she let her voice trail off.
Troy looked confused for a moment, then put two and two together. "Oh! So that's why Ryan had blue paint all over him? And Sharpay did that?" he burst out laughing too, and soon they were both rolling on the ground, shaking with laughter.
They weren't laughing now though. Not a giggle escaped the two teens as they watched the sun go down behind the hills. Gabriella sighed and wiggled a little in Troy's arms, making him look down.
"What do you want to get out of this, Troy? I mean, what's the point?" she asked quietly.
Troy thought for a second. When he answered, it was slow and deliberate. "I guess I want you to say I'm not crazy. And I think that if I see Chad's ghost...I don't know, maybe I'll be able to go back to my old self. Minus Chad."
Gabriella was quiet for a second, then "But Troy, I can't lie to you. You've always been crazy."
He splashed her with some water.
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