Chapter 1
Troy Bolton sat down with a loud sigh. Today was the first day of school and his last year at East High and his first tardy of the year.
"Hey man! I haven't seen you in forever!" said his old best friend Chad Danforth.
" Ah yea. I got caught up with some things." Troy stated nervously.
Truth was, Troy met Ricky. A 25 year old dealer. Ever since, Troy hasn't talked to anyone but his new buds.
FlashbackTroy was walking to the park to play some basketball on a Sunday morning. There wasn't that many people outside at 6:30a.m. but Troy thought nothing of the tall skinny man that was standing at the basketball court. As Troy drew closer the man drew a quick breath and began to walk towards Troy.
" Hey! I'm Ricky."
"Um hey." Troy stated and started to back away slowly.
" You here to buy some?"
"Some of what?" Troy asked confused.
"Weed. So are you or are you not?"
"I've never done it before though."
"Ah I see. Well later then. I got costumers waiting for me." Ricky said and started to walk away.
"Wait! How much?" Troy yelled after him.
"That a boy." Ricky said with a smirk and threw him a little bag filled with something that looked like dried up grass.
End of flashback
Just as Troy snapped back to present day Ms. Darbus, Troy's crazy homeroom teacher, finished her sentence.
" So lets give a nice East High welcome to Gabriella Montez."
That's when he noticed her. The short shy girl that has long brown curly hair.
" you may have a seat behind Mr.Bolton."
As she walked by she said a small hi and sat down in her seat. Almost immediately Chad turned around.
" Hey! I'm Chad Danforth. East High's basketball captain and I'm currently single."
Gabriella let out a little laugh and continued on with looking at her schedule. She noticed a small laugh come from the boy that was sitting in front of her. She remembered the boys last name but didn't hear his first. Just as she was about to tap the boy on his shoulder to ask his name the bell rang.
Everyone quickly stood up and walked through the door. When she walked out into the hallway she was lost. Never in a million years would she think that this many kids could fit into a school. She walked down the hallway and around the corner just to become more lost. She looked around and found that no one was in the hall besides a figure at the end of the hallway.
"Excuse me?" Gabriella yelled to the figure at the end of the hall.
But instead of stopping the figure walked through the doors at the end of the hall Now Gabriella had no clue what she was going to do. She was lost in her new school with no one to help her find her class and the bell just rang.
Figuring that if she followed whoever went outside she would have a better chance of getting to class faster than if she walked around the school trying to find it herself.
As she walked out the doors she noticed the figure was the boy that was sitting in front of her in homeroom. She walked over to the boy and tapped him on his shoulder.
" What do you want?" the boy asked rudely without looking at Gabriella.
"Um.. I was wondering if you could tell me which way room 209 was?" Gabriella asked.
" It would help if you were in the school." The boy said and walked away.
Gabriella turned back towards to the school and went inside. She was really mad that the boy didn't help her in anyway. Not only was she late for class but she didn't have any of her books with her. 10 minutes later Gabriella found her classroom and walked in.
"Um. Mr. Peters. I'm so sorry I'm late. I got lost and I asked for help but the boy who I asked didn't help and…"
"Ah you must be Gabriella Montez. It's okay but don't let it happen again. You may sit behind Miss. Evans for now."
Gabriella walked to the back of the classroom and sat in the seat. She pulled out a notebook and began taking notes on The battle of 1819.
Meanwhile with Troy.
Troy walked away from the girl that stopped him from going to his car to smoke pot. He knew he shouldn't of been that cruel to the girl seeing it was her first day. But he was craving. He hasn't smoked for two weeks because Ricky had been out of town.
After reaching his car Troy unlocked the doors and got in grabbing the little bag from under the seat in the process. Troy knew that smoking pot wasn't good for him. And his mother had warned him about it before but Troy didn't care about his health. All that he wanted was that rush he got after smoking a joint.
After 10 minutes Troy heard the bell ring and saw tons of students pouring out of the school to get to their next class. Troy groaned and got out of his car after spraying axe on himself to make sure no teacher could smell the pot. Walking towards the building he saw his friend Jim. He met Jim during the summer too.
" Yo Troy!" Jim called out.
" Hey Jim. What up?"
" I'm going to smoke pot with Brandon. You wanna go?"
"Nah I just got out of free period and I just finished smoking like two minutes ago."
" 'Kay whatever."
Troy walked away from Jim and started toward his class. As he was walking a freshman girl walked in front of him. Troy pushed the girl out of his way and she fell to the floor with a thud.
" What's wrong with you?" came a voice.
" You would have done the same now get out of my way."
Troy walked into his classroom with a smirk on his face. That would teach any freshman to walk in front of him. Sure he was one of them three years ago but he knew better than to walk in front of seniors.
The bell rang soon after and a girl walked in. It was the same girl that was in his Homeroom and the same girl the stopped him before 1st period. Gabriella walked to the back of the classroom and the only seat that was open was in front of him. As soon as she sat down she turned around.
"Why did you push that girl down?" She asked.
Troy chose to ignore this question. Why should he answer some chick that he didn't even know? Instead of looking up Troy flipped her off. Gasping Gabriella turned around with her mouth open. Gabriella raised her hand and asked if she could go to the bathroom. The teacher said yes and she walked out. As soon as she left Troy put his feet on her chair. This was gonna be an interesting day he thought