Sorry for the delay! I've been busy writing my other story, and I've sorta been neglecting this one, sorry!
I'm also sorry to say that this story is coming to an end. This will most likely be the third to last Chapter.
Checklist: Sharpay, Kelsi, Zeke, Taylor, The Adults, Troy, Ryan, and Martha and Gabriella. Unless I'm mistaken, only Chad and Jason are left . . .
Disclaimer: Oh yes, I am the famous director of High School Musical! Mwah, mwah, thank you! LOL, joking.
Recap
Then she had a flashback of something Candi had said;
I ran into Adam from the soccer team. He said that Mickey, Dave, and Kennedy are doing a locker raid, and that I should get out anything valuable.
Mickey, Dave and Kennedy.
Locker raid.
"Sonuva . . ." Kelsi gasped.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
It was still Thursday Morning. Everyone must be doing before-school practice. Soccer, Cheer, Basketball, Rehearsals . . .
Kelsi walked briskly, strongly, angrily.
Her glasses kept slipping off her face, so she took them off, and threw them into some bush in anger. She jus left her bag and coat by her locker, not caring what happened to them.
Her navy hat (A.N. like her notebook!) kept slipping, and her hair had come untied. The top button of her shirt had come undone too, but she hadn't noticed.
She was MAAAAD. So, so mad.
Adam. He must have known about the locker raid . . . which is why she was heading to the soccer field.
HSM HSM HSM HSM HSM"Sorry, he's not here." Chelsea shook her head. The Cheerleaders stopped to look at what was going on; Kelsi looked different, and she was obviously unhappy.
"Then where is he?" stressed Kelsi. Chelsea looked quite alarmed.
"Hey, don't pick on me! I think he went to talk to Troy Bolton in the gym." But before Chelsea had finished, Kelsi was gone.
HSM HSM HSM HSM HSM"Dude, what the hell are you on about?" snorted Chad, and the boys burst into laughter. Taylor was also there, because Chad was.
"Shuddup, man!" retorted Adam, as the joke was on him.
The game had sort of subsided since Adam came, and the boys were just hanging about on the court. If Coach Bolton ever saw them!
Suddenly, the doors burst open, and a girl stormed in.
"Woah, hottie Alert!" grinned Adam, and the other boys agreed appreciatively, watching her come nearer. Taylor frowned. Troy grinned sheepishly, and took a drink of his water, looking away.
He didn't feel right gawping at the girl, no matter how hot she was, because of Gabriella. Chad felt the same, so he chatted to Taylor.
The girl approached them and stopped, rested a hand on her hip. She whipped the hat off; it was annoying her because it kept slipping into her face. She glowered at Adam.
"Kelsi?" said Chad and Troy in surprise. Troy choked on his water, and Zeke thumped his back.
"You look different!" hushed Taylor.
"I think it's the hat." grinned Chad.
"I think it's because I feel like a bomb just waiting to go off." She rounded on Adam. "I want a word with you!"
"Sure baby, I'm all ears." grinned Adam, and some of the guys sniggered.
Kelsi gave him a seductive smile and stepped closer to him, (Troy scowled at Adam) but it turned into a sarcastic one as she grabbed one ear in a vice-like grip.
"Who raided the lockers last night?" She bellowed into his ear.
"Steady on, toots!" winced Adam, and she just repeated the question.
"Look, it's usually Mickey, Dave and Kennedy, but yesterday Kennedy did the raid on his own."
"So where is he?" she asked firmly.
"I think he's in the auditorium, chatting up that Suzy gal." But again, before he'd finished, Kelsi had gone, putting the hat back on.
"Well," Adam straightened himself up, "She's a fast mover isn't she?"
Chad and Taylor burst out laughing. "He's such a wannabe!" Taylor whispered into Chad's ear as she hugged him.
"I know." Chad replied, smiling.
Troy just stood there, shocked and somehow jealous.
HSM HSM HSM HSM HSM"When are they gonna be back?" said Gabriella worried.
"I don't know about Candi, but Ryan's back on Monday." answered Sharpay. Gabriella and Sharpay were both on stage, but they had to stop because Ryan wasn't there to fill the gap.
"Okay, let's just skip Ryan's bit and move on then," said Gabriella.
"We have to skip Candi's bit as well," replied Sharpay.
The auditorium doors burst open, and a girl in a classy, navy hat came striding in.
"Who's she?" asked Gabriella, fascinated at the girl's superior-ness.
"No idea." said Sharpay, awe-struck.
"Kennedy!" barked the girl.
Kennedy was lurking in the area where the seats were talking to Suzy, and whipped round. He wasn't quite sure who this girl was, but he was pleased that such a hot girl would talk to him.
Ignoring Suzy, he answered, "Yeah?" trying to seem as cool as possible. Lots of people were staring, after all.
Whipping the hat off, Kelsi folded her arms. "Kelsi Nielsen?" said Ally in surprise, and Sharpay and Gabriella did a double take.
Kelsi just asked him straight up. "You raided the lockers last night and something important was taken from mine. I want it back."
"Well, what went missing?" he asked, scratching his head. But Kelsi wasn't going to tell him that, no way.
"Well, why don't you tell me where the stuff are first?" she retorted.
"I gave them to Dave." shrugged Kennedy. Kelsi gave him a charming smile.
"Thanks, Ken." And she was about to leave when she remembered something.
"Wait, where the hell is Dave?" she frowned.
"I think he's in the cafeteria, study for some crap. But hey, what's in it for me? I just told you where your things are, well, our things now. I want payment." He eyed her and raised an eyebrow.
"Hmmm, let me see." Kelsi rapped her fingers against her forehead.
"How about I tell Ms Darbus that your disrupting rehearsals for the show, or I tell the Coach that you're not in practice. Take your pick."
Kennedy sighed. "Haha, funny. I'll be getting somethin' sooner or later!"
"Maybe . . ." Kelsi made her way to the doors. "But not from me!" She called over her shoulder as she exited, smiling. What a charmer, she thought, shaking her head.
"Who is that girl?" Kennedy asked Suzy, still staring at the door.
"Not who she used to be, I'll give you that." replied Suzy, frowning.
HSM HSM HSM HSM HSM"That doesn't make any sense!" Dave said angrily.
"That's because you're not listening!" Martha replied, just as angry.
"I am, but you're moving way too fast! One moment we have 67, then you do this complicated mojo and the number's fourteen thousand, five hundred and sixty-seven point two seven four six!"
(A.N. 14, 567.2746!)
Dave chucked his pen onto the table in frustration. "What the heck is going on?"
"You're telling me where my things, my stolen belongings are." came a voice, and Dave looked up.
A girl wearing a navy hat at a displeased expression walked into the empty cafeteria. "Speak up, there's only two minutes left until the bell goes for homeroom!"
"Who are you, and why do you want to know?" frowned Dave. Kelsi raised an eyebrow. She had to think quickly, not to mention get him to believe her.
"Adam and Kennedy will tell you what you want to know." She lied. "Where's the loot?" Martha looked nervously between the two teenagers. She didn't recognise Kelsi either.
Dave shook his head. "As soon as I got the stuff, I passed it on to Mickey."
Kelsi moaned, frustrated. She hated jumping around like a jack-in-the-box for one book, but she did need it back.
Imagine if her nemesis, Gabriella, actually read that book? Or Troy or . . . anyone . . . they would never let her live it down.
"Where is Mickey?" She demanded.
"He said he's taking half the day off school because he's not bothered to come, but that he's coming in at lunch break to show us where it is. He's meeting us on the far end of the Soccer field."
Great. Just great.
She's have to wait half a day to get her damn book.
And right on cue, the bell rang for homeroom.
As she banged her fist on the table, her hat slipped forward, and so she took it off and chucked it in the nearest bin, pissed off with the damn thing.
"Kelsi?" gasped Martha. "You look so different!"
"Yeah, yeah," spat Kelsi, as she left the cafeteria. "That's what everyone says." But the thing was . . . she did look different.
The whole ordeal happening to her over the month made her look and feel different. She wasn't the shy mouse anymore. She was different. Stronger. Fiercer.
Nobody was bringing this girl down.
HSM HSM HSM HSM HSM"Here it is," said Mickey, pointing to the things. Adam, Kennedy, Dave, and Mickey watched as she leaped on the pile, searching for . . . whatever she wanted, they didn't know.
They hadn't expected her to push so hard to get here, and Dave certainly hadn't expected her to turn up at the Soccer field. But she was a fierce fighter.
She had gotten her glasses back, but not bothered with the hat. Smiling, she knew Ryan would have benn appalled.
As she reached over on the table, she became more frantic. It had to be here, it just had to be.
But . . . but what if it wasn't?
No. Don't think like that. It has to be. Kelsi suddenly remembered the four boys were still watching her. But she was bent over, so . . .
"You boys had better not be looking at my ass!" she called over her shoulder, and she heard shuffling as the four boys looked away from her ass, grinning.
"I don't understand." Kelsi sat back, so she was kneeling on the table, a troubled expression on her face.
I'm sitting on a table behind a filthy bike shed . . . looking for something that isn't here . . . Kelsi thought sadly, gazing at the pile.
"What, you didn't find it?" frowned Mickey. She shook her head, and as she did she gazed at Mickey. He was definitely cute. Like, really cute. Especially when he frowned.
But she'd seen an even cuter face . . .
(A.N. Hmm, who's she thinkin' about?)
"Why don't you just tell us what it is?" shrugged Kennedy, he really wanted to know. He'd asked before as well. Kelsi recited in a bored voice.
"Notebook, A5, Navy, fairly thick, has white pages, has lines on the pages, made of paper, doesn't eat sausages-"
"We get it," grinned Dave. He was obviously the humorous one in this little clique, like Chad was in his clique.
"Wait . . ." Mickey frowned again. "Wait. Navy notebook . . . I already gave that away!"
"What?!" shrilled Kelsi. "Why the hell did you do that for?"
"Because the girl said the book belonged to her, so I was like whatever. I didn't know!"
"What it Candi who took it, Mick?" asked Adam, in his deep voice, and Mickey shook his head.
"I know Candi when I see her, thanks."
"You went out with her last year, didn'cha Mick?"
"Yeah. It's funny actually, because . . ."
Blah blah blah. That's all Kelsi heard.
She wasn't even listening to what they were saying anymore. Someone else had her book . . . so she should just face the fact; she probably wouldn't get it back.
"Listen boys, thanks for the heads up, and showing me here an' all . . ." Kelsi began. "But it's obviously lost, so I'll see ya around."
The boys nodded and watched as she left.
"Nice girl." Said Dave quietly. "What was her name again?"
"Kelly Niles," Kennedy repeated what he remembered Suzy saying, "The girl Ryan Evans likes."
"I can see why," snorted Adam, and the boys laughed, thinking about Kelsi's butt.
HSM HSM HSM HSM HSMBack in the bedroom. School finished a few hours ago.
Kelsi so badly wanted to write a story that had been building up in her head, but she'd rather write in her book, than write on paper and stick it in after.
But she couldn't deny the urge any longer. She grabbed some paper.
Chad the Rebel
Chad the rebel, the most daring youth of East high, may his Lordship make mischief in peace.
His name was known here and there, and there were rumours going round that you could dare him to do anything, and he would do it.
Even if his life was at risk.
X X X
Chad was a rebel. He's done all sorts of things that people would dare to do, like ask Ms Darbus if she was a bisexual.
Boy, how she flipped. Detention for . . . a year. Of course, he never turned up.
Then, there was the time he was dared (by a prissy girl called Sharpay Evans) to run through the school starkers. He accepted the dare, but only if he was allowed to wear pants, at least.
That was funny too. Especially when the Principal rushed out of his office, screaming. Chad practically had a runway; loads of people were waiting and watching, but there were more girls than boys. (!)
And of course, there's the time that Chad's basketball hit the girl with the anger problem, Taylor McKessie. He got the ball from her, but before she could yell at him, he kissed her!
(Probably just to shut her up.) He had a reputation for that sort of thing.
Being a rebel, that is, not kissing. He wasn't bothered with girlfriends.
He didn't like the commitment!
X X X
"Okay then," said Zeke. He folded his arms. "C.D, there is no way you could do this one."
A crowd was in the gym, waiting for Chad, (or C.D., as they called him) to do something else daring.
"Lay it on me, dude," said Chad in a bored voice.
"Right. Sit in the basketball hoop in the whole of practice, and refuse to come down, no matter who asks you." Zeke declared, and Chad grinned. Easy.
Troy, Jason, and Zeke were his helpers; they'd bring the ingredients (needed equipment) for the recipe (which was the plan).
Troy got a ladder so Chad could get up there, and Jason handed him his cell, and his water bottle.
The plan was in motion.
X X X
"Guys' lets start practicing. We have a game in a few weeks, and . . ." Coach Bolton paused. "Where's that rascal, Chad?"
Grinning, Troy pointed to the hoop, which Chad was sitting on, swinging his legs in a bored fashion.
"What the – CHAD! Get down this instant!"
"No, I'm okay." Chad grinned.
"That was an order, not a request, Chad!"
"Nah, I'm okay up here. Hey, it's easier to scratch your butt through a hoop!" Chad grinning daring, and everyone howled with laughter.
"Right." The Coach was trembling with fury. He pulled up his sleeves. "Right . . ."
X X X
Well, it was his fault anyway.
The Principal came, along with Chad's Mom, dad, and half the school.
Chad was so shocked; he fell right off the damned thing!
Everyone sent him loads of chocolates, and cards, and flowers, and basketballs and such.
But even in hospital with a badly injured leg, he wanted to get back out there and pull more stunts!
Huh. Some people never change.
HSM HSM HSM HSM HSM"Kelsi, I'm walking to school with you today." Said Mrs Nielsen, and she had her coat and shoes on. Kelsi looked at her mother apprehensively.
"That's okay Mom. Honestly, I-"
"No, I insist." affirmed her mother, and Kelsi glumly walked out the door behind her mother. They walked in silence for a while.
"Kelsi . . . we don't talk any more. And. . . I'm getting worried." Mrs Nielsen fidgeted with her hands. "I know you're getting older . . . but don't grow up too fast Kelsi."
"Mom, I'm not. Look, remember three weeks ago when you were talking to me about being creative in a different way . . . I took your advice."
Kelsi sighed, and stopped in the street. "Mom . . . I've been getting a bit addicted to it, but it's under control now. I have a friend-"
"Kelsi, listen to me. Whatever hobbies you might choose to do . . ." Mrs Nielsen grabbed her daughter by the shoulders.
"Don't neglect your family and your friends. Even if you don't want to listen to anything else I have to say, remember that at least."
With that, she went back home, leaving Kelsi feeling awful. Not just because she knew that what her mother was saying was true, but because . . .
Because that the same thing Gabriella was doing now.
HSM HSM HSM HSM HSMKelsi walked down the corridor. She had walked so slowly, she was sort of late for home-room, but oh well.
"Taylor could have burst into tears. It had been a week since the bathroom talk, and she had done all she could to make Gabriella pleased with her . . ."
The voice was coming from her Home-room class. Why does that sound so familiar? She thought.
Not the voice . . . but what the voice was saying. What?
"Wait, wait, listen. 'This isn't Aladdin, you know. Do I look like a big blue genie to you? Because you sure don't look like Aladdin to me!' she ranted. Ryan apologised quickly. 'Anyway, I didn't want to be put in some greasy, rusty lamp'! "
"That is . . . really familiar . . ." muttered Kelsi is shock.
"Okay, listen to this!" Pause. Sounds of pages turning.
"At East High, reputation and being cool was more important than anything else. So Chad and Kelsi got together instead, because it was better for their rep. So did Troy and Taylor. And Gabriella? She just went back to her equations."
"My God!" spluttered Kelsi, and ran to the half open door that the voice was coming from.
Troy, Chad, Taylor, Sharpay, Ally, Suzy, Martha, everyone. Gathered at Gabriella's feet.
Gabriella, standing on a chair with everyone gathered at her feet.
Gabriella Montez, standing on a wooden chair with everyone gathered at her feet . . . reading from an all-too-familiar, navy, A5 book!
Ooooh! What's she gonna do? Stick around to find out!
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