The ball flies into the air and hits the rim. Eight year-old Troy waits impatiently, praying that the ball would just fall into the net. It spins around twice, but then falls to the side, leaving the net swaying in the wind tauntingly. Troy pouts as he could hear laughter from behind him. "That's 'pig'. You loose."

Troy pouts again and turns to a nine year-old boy who was walking to him. He had the best nine year-old smile anyone would have ever seen, even though he had metal braces across it. His shaggy hair was a chocolate brown, reminding Troy of his mother's. But what stood out on this kid were his eyes. They were shaped exactly the same shape as Troy's, but the only difference was that this kid's weren't as intense or beautiful as Troy's were. "That's not fair." Troy complains and the kid shakes his head.

"Life isn't fair bro." He says and pulls Troy into a head lock and ruffles his hair. Troy tries to pull out, but finds himself extremely unsuccessful.

"Don't call me bro." Troy says as he finally gets out and walks over to grab the basketball. He dribbles for a couple more moments, trying not to look at the other kid who he resembled so greatly. He pushes the ball down harshly, almost as if by doing this he would get better.

"Troy… you're gonna pop it." The guy says as he walks over and shoots his hand out to grab the ball. Troy turns his back to him and dribbles away. The kid rolls his eyes and walks back over to Troy. "Don't' even bother, we both know who's gonna win this game."

Troy looks up at the older boy and frowns. He hated how he was better then Troy was. Troy loved basketball, it was basically his favorite thing in the world. It just sucked to always be stuck in someone's shadow. Whatever he did, the kid could always do better. And it drove Troy insane. "Yea… me." Troy says cockily as the kid walks over to him and Troy faces him. He looks up at the basket and then tries to dribble to the right. But suddenly, the ball disappears from his hands and he looks over to see that the kid was already dribbling to the other side of their backyard court. "Come on Aar!"

Aaron Bolton smirks at his younger brother and shakes his head. "I told you I'd get it." He says cockily and shoots it into the basketball, making it in perfectly. Aaron had a natural gift that he was given. Everything seemed to come easy to him, especially in Troy's eyes. But even at eight years old, Troy still was extremely jealous of what his older brother could do. He was so sick of every year, every teacher told him how happy they were to have 'Aaron's brother' in class. Then they'd gush about how perfect Aaron was. It made Troy sick.

There was only one thing that Troy was better at then Aaron, and that was running. He was quicker, faster, and could always go longer then Aaron could. He always used this to his advantage when he could, since it seemed that it was the only possible thing that he could do to beat his bother at. Otherwise, Aaron seemed to be the better Bolton.

Troy angrily walks over to the side of the court and sits down in the grass. It was a Saturday, and he had just started third grade a couple of weeks ago, and also joined a rec basketball team with his best friend Chad as well. Aaron, since he was a year older, was on a select team that actually had games that mattered in Troy's eyes. They also seemed to matter more in his parents eyes as well. "It's just cuz you're older." Troy points out and Aaron shakes his head and walks over to were Troy was sitting on the grass and plops down next to him.

"You'll get there someday. I promise." Aaron says, for once not being the immature nine year old he usually was. He couldn't deny it, Troy loved his brother. They were practically inseparable, and Troy always looked up to him. But he couldn't help always feeling like he was in his brother's shadow. That he had to work harder at everything while it just came easy to Aaron.

"But I don't want to wait until someday." Troy says and looks at the ball that Aaron was rolling around on the grass. "I wanna be good now!"

Aaron laughs and shakes his head. "If you practiced, you'd get better." He says and Troy huffs angrily. Suddenly, the door opens and both Bolton brothers turn around to see their father, Jack Bolton, standing in the doorway, with his arms crossed.

"Hey guys." He says. "Practicing?"

Aaron nods while Troy refuses to move his head still upset about not being the better Bolton. "Yep! I'm getting ready for the first game next week."

"That's my boy." Jack says. He was the coach of Aaron's select team and also helped out at Troy's once a week practices too, that was when he didn't have to coach Aaron's team, or work on the East High team. "I think Kevin's here, and Troy I thought I saw Chad pull up."

Aaron and Troy both stand up, since their best friends were there. "Come on, I'll race you to the door." Aaron says and starts running, getting a head start since he knew that Troy would be able to beat him in any race, since the smaller one was faster. But he had to make it a competition. It seemed that everything between the two brothers was a competition.

But that was because Troy made everything a competition.

The refection of Gabriella lands with perfect grace in the mirror. A grin beams across her face as she feels her chest heave up and down. Her white beater was sticking to her skin as her black spandex also sticks to her butt. She could feel all eyes were on her though the mirror, as a small smile forms on her face. It was probably the best she had ever danced, and she knew it was because her body was on a high right now. "Alright!" The small Hispanic woman yells as she gets up from the same position that Gabriella was in a few feet away and turns to all of the girls. "You're done. Get rest. I want to see this routine perfect by Monday!"

Gabriella gets up off her knees and walks over to where her gym bag was. It was Saturday, which meant the camp went from eight until three thirty unlike the usual seven to five. Almost two weeks had gone by since she had first arrived in Mexico, and she was finally easing into the feeling of being around all of these other people. "God… I swear she's trying to kill us." Sharpay exclaims as she picks up her own pink bag. Taylor grabs her green one and all three stand up.

"It wasn't that bad." Gabriella says, the soreness in her legs from last week had completely worn off and now she was just feeling good about dancing at this intensity. Especially since she was by far the best dancer there, but she would never admit that out loud.

"I know, I'm seriously afraid she's slowly trying to murder us by doing these insane routines that no one can do… well, except Brie." Melissa comes up behind them and the girls nod in agreement. Gabriella feels a flush grow on her face but she doesn't do anything about it. "So… we heard you guys are headed off to El Calor."

Sharpay nods. "Hell yea. You guys in?" She asks as a couple girls crowd around them and all nods. Even though Chad, Troy, Taylor, and Gabriella had all planned to go last week Saturday, both teams were forced to go to bonding with the other teams during their camps, so the plans feel through. But SHarpay and Zeke had told them that they could just go the next Saturday, which would finally be today.

"Of course." Angie replies. "I'm ready to party!" She says while moving her hips from side to side and everyone laughs.

"You're going to El Calor?" A sudden smooth voice asks as the crowd almost splits as Amber walks through them. She smiles her famous smirk.

Taylor nods slowly while Sharpay had her eyes narrowed. "Yea. We are." Sharpay says and Amber nods.

"Why didn't anyone tell me this?" She asks, well, more demands in a soft voice and everyone looks between each other. Honestly, they had forgotten to mention it to anyone else besides Sharpay, and Melissa and the other girls must have heard it from the basketball team.

"Don't worry Am… they didn't mention it to any of us." Angie explains. "I found out from Will on Wednesday." Will, Gabriella knew, was a guy on the basketball team who she had met last Sunday when Troy and Chad had introduced her to the rest of the team when she, Taylor and Sharpay had gone to visit the guys. She had also hung out with them twice with a couple other members of the dance team since then and found that a lot of them were really great, but a lot of them seemed to be very interested in Gabriella also.

"So what time are we going?" Amber asks, placing a smile on her face as if she wasn't offended anymore that no one bothered to tell her.

"I don't know… I have to talk to Chad… cuz we're meeting the guys there." Taylor says honestly and almost as if on cue, Gabriella feels her phone vibrate in her bag. She tries not to let show the small smile that was forming on her face as she knew exactly who it was. But the smile didn't go unnoticed, Taylor and Sharpay both look at her, and she could feel another pair of green eyes on her too.

After easing into becoming friends last week, Gabriella couldn't believe how great the past week had been. She and Troy had seen each other almost every day since they first met, plus they constantly texted each other. They had called each other on the days when they hadn't seen each other, and once getting yelled at by Taylor since she was trying to sleep and it was 11 at night. Troy had become one of her really good friends, even though she liked him a lot. But they hadn't even known each other for two weeks, so there was no need to rush things.

Amber looks back to Gabriella while a smile on her face. "So… you'll get to see what El Calor is all about." She says while looking Gabriella up and down for a moment. "You'll fit right in."

Gabriella's eyes rise. What was that supposed to mean… you'll fit right in? She watches as Amber's smile shows through, but then she suddenly turns away and looks to Brittany, who Gabriella discovered this week was really good friends with Amber. "Come on… I have to get ready."

The two girls leave the studio and Gabriella looks back at the other two. "What the hell does 'you'll fit right in' mean?"

Taylor places a hand on Gabriella's shoulder. "Relax." She says as the rest of the girls start to follow in Amber and Brittany's footsteps by leaving the studio as well. "El Calor isn't like you're normal club. I mean it is, everyone's dancing and grinding and shit… but it's different."

Gabriella feels her eyebrows rise. "Ok?" She more asks then states.

"They dance. Yea, you grind, but some dance crews show up sometimes. It's pretty sick." She says.

"So it's just Amber's way of saying you'll have fun." Melissa says as they walk down a flight of stairs and suddenly become blinded by the light that erupts as they open the door to leave the complex.

Gabriella nods and then suddenly feels a vibrate against her body again. She slowly pulls out her phone and smiles as she reads that she had one new text. A smile forms on her face as she sees the name and quickly reads it.

Can't wait for El Calor. It's finally time to show me some of your sick ass moves.

Gabriella smiles and begins typing.

Maybe I won't want to dance with you. She flirts with Troy back and then shuts her phone. She looks over to see that Taylor was rolling her eyes while Sharpay was looking at her curiously, along with the rest of the girls who were waiting for cabs.

"What?" She asks.

"You guys seriously act like you've known each other for ages. You just met two weeks ago!" Taylor exclaims as Sharpay pulls out her own cell phone and begins typing.

"Wait… who?" Angie asks as the girls look at Gabriella, who tries her best not to blush.

"Don't worry about it." She says, trying not to create a scene. According to Taylor, about half the dance team all had crushes on Troy, which she didn't blame them. But she thought it probably wouldn't be the best idea to tell them that she and Troy were getting closer. Even though she didn't even know if Troy like her or not, it was still fun to imagine what life would be like if Troy liked her back. "He's just easy to talk to." She says honestly and watches as Taylor rolls her eyes again.

"Yea… right… TAXI!" She screams as a white car pulls up.

Four hours later, Gabriella finally walks out of the bathroom. She was wearing high black heels with a short black skirt and a pink halter. Her hair was curled in huge curls with it pulled half up perfectly as she looks in the mirror and smiles at her outfit. She knew she looked hot, and she wanted to. Most girls at her old school, whenever they went to clubs, always dressed in heels and a skirt. She just assumes that's what Taylor was wearing also. So she walks towards her bed and watches as Taylor's hand flies up from under the bed and feels around for something.

"Have you seen my jean…" She asks and then her hand suddenly grabs an object and Gabriella watches as the clothing was pulled down by the hand. "Found 'em!" Gabriella giggles a little but then watches as Taylor stands up. Her eyes grow wide as she looks at Gabriella and Gabriella stares back, both with shocked looks on their faces.

"What are you…" Taylor starts.

"Wearing?" Gabriella finishes as she looks at her new best friend. Taylor was wearing a low cut pink v-neck knit so you could see her cleavage. Over it was a loose blue hoodie and she was just pulling on her jean shorts now. "Aren't we going to a club?" She asks and Taylor starts laughing.

"Brie… you look sexy, but this isn't that type of club." She says while she walks over, still laughing a little. "This is underground, not some fancy thing. You wanna wear something easy to move around in." She says as she opens up Gabriella's suitcase.

Gabriella sighs and pulls off her black heels, a little relieved that she didn't have to wear them now. "Why didn't you tell me BEFORE I got dressed?"

Taylor laughs a little again and continues to dig through. "Because I didn't see what you grabbed." She says as she pulls out a pair of dark grey sweat pants Victoria's Secret sweat pants that you could scrunch up to the knee. "Sorry."

Gabriella giggles a little as Taylor continues to go through her clothes. The two had basically become inseparable. Gabriella had to admit, that if she could call someone her best friend here, it would defiantly be Taylor. Sharpay was up there too, but the two girls had bonded more then anyone else she had ever met had. "So… sweatpants?" She asks and Taylor shrugs.

"I've seen you dance. You'll split something and people will see your complete ass if you wear anything else." She says as she continues to go through Gabriella's clothes. "Unless you want a certain captain to see it?"

Gabriella rolls her eyes. "Funny. I could say the same about you and Chad."

Taylor gives her an evil look and Gabriella laughs. Taylor and Chad were practically dating, but Gabriella knew all Chad had to do was ask her out, and everything would be great. Taylor pulls out a white short-sleeved hoodie for her and then pulls out a light blue beater that was cut off a good three inches from her navel, exposing her pierced bellybutton. She then grabs a black bra for her and shoves the clothes into Gabriella's hands. "Change into this." She says and Gabriella nods obediently. She takes off her pink halter and replaces it with the beater and white hoodie, instantly feeling more comfortable. "See? What would you do without me?"

Gabriella laughs a little as she slips on the dark gray sweatpants. "Probably be stuck at this camp with a boring roommate instead of you."

Taylor rolls her eyes and Gabriella grabs her reebok shoes that were black with a white stripe on it. She laces them up and then stands up fully, while Taylor smirks. "You looked hot before… but you could basically wear anything and be hot."

Gabriella smiles, feeling much more comfortable. "I look like I'm going dancing."

Taylor laughs. "Well… it's a good thing you are." She says and Gabriella rolls her eyes, grabbing the eyeliner that was sitting on the counter.

Troy runs his fingers down the front of his hair as he suddenly hears a vibrating noise on the counter. His eyes turn over as he sees his phone shaking and a grin appears on his face. His hand grabs the phone as he flips it open and sees the two letters staring back at him. He frowns as he shuts his phone again and looks back into the mirror. "Dude… you've been staring in that mirror long enough. I'm starting to think your turning into a bitch."

Troy rolls his eyes as he straightens out his black long wife beater and then walks over to be Chad was sitting on his bed, tapping his hands nervously. Troy was also wearing baggier jeans then usual, but they weren't falling down or anything. His eyebrows rise at his best friend's behavior. Chad seemed tense all day today, even during their shortened camp. Troy had been excited all week, ever since they had to cancel last weekend. But Chad? He didn't seem excited. Instead he seemed nervous. Extremely nervous. And it was starting to scare Troy. "You alright man?"

Chad looks at his best friend and nods all too quickly. "Yea… I'm great."

Troy shakes his head. "I'm not buying the bullshit. What's up?" He asks as Chad looks at him nervously.

"I'm doing it." He simply states and Troy raises his eyebrows.

"Um… doing what?" He asks confused, before Chad looks up at him, still with a nervous face on.

"I'm asking her."

Troy's mouth literally drops about five feet. "No…" Was the only thing that could come out of his mouth. "Taylor?" He asks and watches as a grin breaks out onto Chad's face and Troy continues to stare at him in shock.

"Yea… I'm doing it tonight." He says as Troy's face still lights up but he still shakes his head in shock.

"That's great!" Troy exclaims and pats Chad on the back. "It's about damn time."

Chad shrugs and smiles. "Yea… I guess." He says and he resumes patting his hands on his bed and Troy smirks.

"You two have been practically screwing each other for like half the year. I think it's about time." Troy says and Chad shakes his head.

"We haven't been screwing each other." Chad says and Troy rolls his eyes.

"Sure… whatever you say buddy." He says and Chad shakes his head.

"We haven't!" Chad exclaims and Troy throws his hands up in defense.

"Ok… ok… don't flip a shit."

Chad sighs and nods. "Sorry man, just nervous."

"Whatever. She'll say yes. Gabi says that she's like, fucking in love with you." The grin on Chad's face bursts brighter as he hears the good news and Troy couldn't help but laugh at the way his body seemed to relax after hearing the information.

"Gabi?" Chad asks and Troy shrugs. "You've been spending a lot of time with her."

Troy tries to look away to hide the smile that couldn't help but form on his face. He and Gabriella had been spending a lot of time together, and talking together. He knew she was quickly turning into one of his best friends. But he also knew that he couldn't help feeling something more for her. She was different then any girl he had been with before and he liked it. A lot. "Yea… well… you know." He says with a smile and Chad rolls his eyes.

"And for once she's not stupid." He says and Troy shakes his head.

"I haven't dated stupid girls." Troy says and Chad laughs.

"You haven't DATED since like freshman year." He says and Troy pauses for a moment, and then nods confirming it was true. "And you gotta admit, a couple of the girls you've done were stupid."

Troy rolls his eyes. "Whatever. Like two."

Chad finally rolls his eyes, Troy figures not trying to argue with him. "Oh well, Brie's hot… you got good taste." Chad says and sits up, patting Troy on the back. Troy nods and couldn't help but fall back into a daydream of Gabriella's gorgeous body lying naked under his own while he thrusts forcefully. But he quickly shakes his head as he realizes Chad was now standing up, wearing a t-shirt and jeans. "So… you ready to bounce?"

Troy nods his head and stands up, glancing at the clock to see that it was eight. They were supposed to meet the girls there at eight-thirty. He could feel his own nerves settling in as he turns back to his best friend. "Yea." He says, swallowing the lump in his throat that was starting for form. "Let's go."