This is the first chapter of the story. Read and Review please :D Troyella.
Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical, obviously :P
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Chapter One: Memories
Gabriella went to the gym during free period, to watch Troy and his team practising basketball. She didn't enter the gym, she just stood by the door and watched. She didn't want to disturb Troy. They have taken a liking for each other since the karaoke session on New Year's Eve. But they haven't confessed about it as they thought that they were just close friends.
"Wildcats! Pair up!" said Troy...
Coach said to fake right
And break left
Watch out for the pick
And keep an eye on defense
Gotta run the give and go
And take the ball to the hole
But don't be afraid
To shoot the outside "J"
Just keep ya head in the game
Just keep ya head in the game
And don't be afraid
To shoot the outside "J"
Just keep ya head in the game
U gotta
Get'cha get'cha head in the game
We gotta
Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game
C'mon gotta
Get'cha get'cha head in the game
We gotta
Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game
U gotta
Get'cha get'cha head in the game
We gotta
Get our, get our, get our, get our head in the game
Let's make sure
That we get the rebound
'Cause when we get it
Then the crowd will go wild
A second chance
Gotta grab it and go
Maybe this time
We'll hit the right notes
Wait a minute
It's not the time or place
Wait a minute
Get my head in the game
Wait a minute
Get my head in the game
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
C'mon gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
Troy recalled the last time he did this. He was thinking about the musical... He recalled...
Why am I feeling so wrong
My head's in the game
But my heart's in the song
She makes this feel so right
Should I got for it
Better shake this, yikes!
I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
C'mon gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
I gotta
Get my, get my head in the game
You gotta
Get'cha, get'cha, get'cha, get'cha head in the game
"Wildcats! Get'cha head in the game!" the team cheered. Gabriella applauded. The team then realized she was there watching them. Troy gave a look of surprise. Gabriella blushed as they all looked at her. She looked away and walked off.
Troy went after her. "Gabriella!" he called.
"Yes, Troy?" she asked.
"So, erm, you were looking for me?"
"Nah... I happened to pass by and I saw you." She lied. She had intentionally looked for Troy. After a moment, she just remember. They had an appointment with Kelsi for callback of Mrs Darbus' TwinkleTown Musical at the Theatre.
Upon arriving at the Theatre Room after Troy changed his clothes, they met Sharpay and Ryan. "Hi, Troy and Gabriella. Ryan and I were just given supporting roles," said Sharpay.
"Congratulations!" said Troy.
When it was Troy and Gabriella's turn, they went on stage and sang.
We're soarin'
Flying'
They had rocked the Theatre just like what they did before although this time there were only a few people. After school, they had 45 minutes before returning to the Theatre for another callback. The gang entered the cafeteria. They saw the jocks, brainiacs, dudes and dudettes mixing together. It was different than before. Previously before Gabriella joined East High, jocks were with jocks, dudes and dudettes with other dudes and dudettes, and brainiacs studying with other brainiacs. Now it was all different. A totally new scenario. They remembered that day...
Zeke:
You can bet
There's nothin' but net
When I am in a zone and on a roll
But I've got a confession
My own secret obsession
And it's making me lose control
Jocks:
Everybody gather 'round
Zeke:
Well if Troy can tell his secret than I can tell mine...I bake
Jock:
What?
Zeke:
I love to bake! Strudels, scones, even apple pandowdy
Jocks:
Not another sound
Zeke:
Someday I hope to make the perfect creme brulee
Jocks:
No, no, no, nooooooooooo
No, no, no
Stick to the stuff you know
If you wanna be cool
Follow one simple rule
Don't mess with the flow, no no
Stick to the status quo
Martha Cox:
Look at me
And what do you see
Intelligence beyond compare
But inside I am stirring
Something strange is occuring
It's a secret I need to share
Brainiacs:
Open up, dig way down deep
Martha Cox:
Hip hop is my passion! I love to pop and lock and jam and break!
Braniac:
Is that even legal?
Brainiacs:
Not another peep
Martha:
It's just dancing. Sometimes I think it's cooler than homework.
Brainiacs:
No, no, no, noooooooooo
No, no, no
Stick to the stuff you know
It is better by far
To keep things as they are
Don't mess with the flow, no no
Stick to the status quo
Skaterdude:
Listen well
I'm ready to tell
About a need that I cannot deny
Dude, there's no explanation
For this awesome sensation
But I'm ready to let it fly
Dudes & Dudettes:
Speak your mind and you'll be heard
Skaterdude:
Alright, if Troy wants to be a singer... then i'm coming clean! I play the cello!
Dude:
Awesome!
What is it?
A song!
Skaterdude:
No, dude, it's like a giant violin!
Dudes & Dudettes:
Not another word
Dude:
Do you have to wear a costume?
Skaterdude:
Coat and tie
Dudes & Dudettes:
No, no, no, nooooooooooo
No, no, no
Stick to the stuff you know
If you wanna be cool
Follow one simple rule
Don't mess with the flow, no no
Stick to the status quoooooooo
Jocks, Brainiacs, & Dudes:
No, no, no
stick to the stuff you know
It is better by far
To keep tings as they are
Don't mess with the flow, no no
Stick to the status quo
Sharpay:
This is not what I want
This is not what I planned
And I just gotta say
I do not understand
Someting is really
Ryan:
Something's not right
Sharpay:
Really wrong
Sharpay & Ryan:
And we gotta get things
Back where they belong
We can do it
Skaterdude:
Gotta play
Dudes & Dudettes:
Stick with what you know
Sharpay & Ryan:
We can do it
Martha Cox:
Hip hop hooray
Brainiacs:
She has got to go
Sharpay & Ryan:
We can do it
Zeke:
Creme Brule
Jocks:
Keep your voice down low
Jocks, Brainiacs & Dudes/Dudettes:
Not another peep
No, not another word
No, not another sound
No
Sharpay:
Everybody quiet
Gabriella:
Why is everybody staring at you?
Taylor:
Not me, you.
Gabriella:
Because of the callbacks? I can't have people staring at me! I really can't!
Jocks, Brainiacs...:
Noooooooooooooo, no, no, no
Sick to the stuff you know
If you want to be cool
Follow one simple rule
Don't mess with the flow, oh no
Stick to the status quooooooooooooo
No, no, no
Stick to the stuff you know
It is better by far
To keep things as they are
Don't mess with the flow, no no
Stick to the status
stick to the status
Stick to the status quo
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