I woke up. I was in a small room. My eyes began to focus, and I noticed like- 12 heads all looking down at me.
"Do something! Help him doctor!" he saw his mother shout.
"I'm sorry, there's nothing more I can do." the doctor said, putting her cold hands on my chest.
"You can't just give up on him!" my sister shouted. "He's still alive isn't he?"
"Hardly." replied the doctor. Suddenly she got out the electric shockifying things, and shocked me! It hurt like crap!
I heard a high pitched beeping noise and I realised it was my monitor. Am I dead?
"We've lost him." I heard the doctor say.
I take that as a yes.
I saw it all.
My mother in tears, Ella in tears, even my dad was crying. But this is stupid. I'm not dead. If I was dead, I wouldn't be thinking. And I'm definately thinking. I tried telling them I was okay, but they ignored me, as if they couldn't hear me. My family left. Then the doctors like- took off all my clothes. The nerve of it. I'm NOT dead. I tried to tell them, but they wouldn't listen.
Then Sharpay walked in, and I tried to cover myself up but I couldn't move. There she was, just staring at my naked body! Not the way I first wanted her to see me undressed. She put a towel over me. A pink one I noticed, it had S.E for Sharpay Evans sown into he corner. She came up to me, and kissed me softly on the cheek. Her face was tearstained, she was going through agony. I tried to point out the fact that I was still alive, I shouted it out, but she couldn't hear me. No one could hear me.
Then she sat down right next to me, she had a guitar with her. Who knew she could play guitar. Then she started singing.
The trouble with schools is, they always try to teach the wrong lessons,
Believe me, I've been kicked out of enough of them to know,
They want to become less callow, less shallow,
But I say why invite stress in? Stop studying strife,
And learn to live, the unexamined life.
Dancing through life, skimming the surface,
Gliding where turf is smooth,
Lifes more painless, for the brainless,
Why think to hard, when it's so soothing,
Dancing through life, no need to tough it,
When you can sluff it off as I do,
Nothing matters but knowing nothing matters,
It's just life, so keep dancing through.
This is when I started having the creepy flashbacks. And I mean- creepy. Me being a baby and stuff, riding my first bike, touching snow for the first time, getting my first puppy. Everything. My first kiss with Gabriella, my first kiss ever.
Dancing through life, swaying and sweeping,
And always keeping cool,
Life is froughtless, when you're thoughtless,
Those who don't try, never look foolish,
Dancing through life, mindless and careless,
Make sure you wear less trouble in rife,
Woes are fleeting blows are glancing,
When you're dancing through life!
Let's go down to the Oz-dust ballroom,
We'll meet there later tonight,
We can dance 'til it's light,
Find the prettiest girl, give her a whirl,
Right on down to the Oz-dust ballroom,
Come on follow me,
You'll be happy to be there...
Dancing through life down at the Oz-dust,
If only because dust is what we come to,
Nothing matters but knowing nothing matters,
It's just life, so keep dancing through.
Then I got all the memories of the slow way I fell for Sharpay, every little thing that triggered it off.
Now that we've met one another,
It's clear we deserve each other,
You're perfect, I'm perfect,
So we're perfect together,
Born to be forever,
Dancing through life
And then my prom at middle school.
My summer at Lava springs last year...
It's really- er - sharp, don't you think?
You know black, it's this year's pink!
You deserve each other, this hat and you-
You're both so- smart!
You deserve each other so here, out of the goodness of my heart.
Because you are so beautiful,
Oh Boq, I think you're wonderful,
And we deserve each other, don't you see this is our chance,
And we deserve each other, don't we Boq?
You know what, let's dance.
What?
Let's dance!
Then I realised, my whole life is flashing before my eyes! Am I dead, or dying? Well whatever one, it's really not that bad!
Dancing through life down at the Oz-dust,
If only because dust is what we come to,
And a strange thing, your life might end up changing,
While your dancing, through.
Sharpay put her guitar down and walked over to me. She whispered in my ear.
"I'll miss you Troy. I'm sorry."
And then the room flickered, and I woke up. I was in a small room. My eyes began to focus, and I noticed like- 12 heads all looking down at me.