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"Sir, why did you and Ms Darbus go out of the class a few minutes ago?" asked Martha.

"Some fool's gone and locked the caretaker's cupboard . . . with the caretaker inside." sighed Mr Woodblock, shaking his head.

The class looked at each other, surprised, and giggled.

"I gave Miss Rose the key, but if it's the wrong one, she'll come back." said Ms Darbus quietly.

"Is it just me, or is her voice getting better the more she talks?" Taylor whispered to Chad.

"No, it's getting better." He groaned. "Horror of horrors! I don't want her to lecture us in the last period of the school year!"

"Sharpay," said Kelsi loudly across the class, "You said you were gonna explain to me what the 'brother' thing was about!"

"Oh yeah!" Sharpay flicked her hair over her shoulder. "Basically, the group of boys in the Basketball team who think they're better than everyone else-"

"As in Troy, Chad, Zeke, and Jason . . ." suggested Kelsi, and Sharpay nodded.

"Yeah, They've made this little group of 'Brothers', because they're such close friends, they're like family. Get it?"

"Yes, but Sharpay," Kelsi scratched her head. "They're already one of the Wildcats! Why do they want a separate group?"

"Because they think they're better that everyone else?" shrugged Sharpay. "They're listening anyway, ask them."

"No, don't ask me!" moaned Chad. "There is a reason why I didn't speak!"

"Which is . . . ?" said Troy, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm not bothered to." said Chad, with a wide smile.

"It's a miracle," muttered Ryan, and everyone laughed as he grinned at Chad.

"Okay, should I go now, sir?" asked Taylor. Mr Woodblock nodded.

What do I love?

1. Being good at math and science. It's nice being good at something.

2. Chad's hair; it rocks:)

"Thanks, Astra!" grinned Chad.

Gabriella looked at Troy, puzzled. 'Astra?' she mouthed, but Troy shrugged; he didn't know either.

3. Jewellery. I have, like, a collection! I love Jewellery, especially necklaces.

Taylor paused to show off the one she was wearing; it was a silver chain with a dainty silver crescent moon and gold stars at the end.

Chad had got it for her, the day they officially became a couple.

4. Those special people. My family, friends, Gabi, the works.

"What about me? Why wasn't I mentioned?" said Chad indignantly, and Taylor retorted,

"Your time is coming. Be patient!"

5. Afro Angelo, aka Chad!!!!!

Everyone laughed, and as Taylor sat down, Chad immediately got up.

What do I love?

1. Basketball. It's my soul!

2. My Hair. It's my brain!

3. My 'Brothers', they're my strength! Joking; Troy, Zeke, Jason, you guys rock! Oh, and I think there's space for my Dad in there too.

"Hey, I thought it was just boys, not men!" said Jason, and Zeke snorted.

"You've never met Chad's Dad, have you?" he said, and Taylor, who had laughed. Troy was daydreaming, so he wasn't paying attention.

"Guys, shut up now. Okay," Chad continued, "I love . . ."

4. My Bed

5. Taylor!

"Huh?" said Troy suddenly. "Did you just say you love bedding Taylor?"

The class looked at Troy, shocked, and Taylor and Chad burst out laughing, Gabriella frowned, and Kelsi said 'You are so sick, boy,' under her breath.

"If you were listening, you would have heard that Mr Danforth was talking about two completely different things, Bolton!" said Mr Woodblock, also shocked at Troy's . . . open-ness.

Ms Darbus added, "Maybe I'd better put you in detention anyway, for the hell of it, and for the crude remark."

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention!" said Troy sheepishly, and Chad threw Zeke's basketball on Troy's head.

"Me next," sighed Gabriella, and shuffled her paper's around before she realised it wasn't there. Searching her bag for it, the class chatted away.

"Chad, will you quit not talking! You just want attention." Troy said grumpily.

"If you don't quit it . . ." Chad reached in his bad and pulled out . . . the green T-shirt!

Troy screamed, got up from his desk, and ran away from him, so the class had the pleasure of watching them race around the classroom, and the teachers didn't even stop him.

Mr Woodblock left the room, and Ms Darbus stared into space.

"Guys, I've got it! Hurry up and sit down!" shouted Gabriella, just as Chad caught Troy, and pushed the T-Shirt in his face.

"Gabi, hurry up." Said Taylor seriously. "The time left of this period is running out . . ."

Okay, that could have had a better ending, but it wasn't too bad, was it? I hope not!

I really enjoyed writing Chapter three, so please stick around to read it!

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