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Dean Warrens looked back between the two. "You know each other?"
"You could say that." Taylor muttered under her breath. Dean Warrens smiled.
"Well in that case, you won't have a problem showing Mr. Danforth around the campus, will you Taylor? I didn't get to finish it. No one knows as much about the school's history and secret passages as you do." Taylor forced a smile.
"I'd be happy to." Dean warrens laughed.
Great! Well Mr. Danforth, I'll leave you to your lessons and your students. If you have any problems, you know where my office is. Taylor, class, Sasha. Behave." Sasha in turn rolled her eyes and leaned back in her chair. Dean Warrens sent Chad once last encouraging smile before closing the door behind him. Chad closed his eyes and took a deep breath before turning back around to see Taylor still staring at him.
"Ms. McKessie. Would you please take your seat?" Taylor snapped out of it at the sound of Chad's voice. She quickly turned and began to walk towards the only seat available which was in the middle of the front row between Sasha and Ryan. Ryan smiled at her as she sat down and Sasha sent her a look of disgust. Chad walked to the front of his desk and leaned against it.
"Since all the seats are full, I'm not gonna bother taking roll. You are all obviously here. Now first. Don't call me Mr. Danforth. That is my father and I'm not that old. It's Chad. Not Chaddy as my grandmother says. Not Chaddikins as my mother says. And definitely not my full name Chadwick. That is only used when I'm in trouble. I will call everyone by their first name, or a nickname if they want. I will only use last names when I am annoyed or angry with you. So if you never hear me say your last name, you have nothing to worry about. When I was in school I used to hate the whole wall between the teacher and the student so I'm not gonna create it. So if you need to talk to me about anything, don't hesitate to ask." Every girl except Taylor's hand shot up. "No I am not looking for a girlfriend." The groans were unanimous. "I am currently in a very committed relationship. We've been together for over a month. It's very serious." As he was saying this, he was staring directly at Taylor who suddenly took an interest in the top of the table. "So, once again. I'm Chad. And if you need anything don't hesitate to ask. To be completely honest I don't have anything planned for today. Or for the week. So this will be chill week. Where you guys get to know me and I get to know you a little better. Come next week, we actually have to learn. So any questions?" Four hands shot up. "You in the back. You are…"
"Kelsi Nelson. Why did you decide to become a chemistry teacher?"
"Because I was one of the kids growing up who enjoyed blowing things up. And burning things. I was a bit of a pyro. I still sort of am. Any others?" A girl with curly brown hair next to a window raised his hand.
"You are…"
"Martha Cox. How come we've never seen you around school before?"
"Because this is my first year at Albuquerque Academy. I saw that they were looking for a Chemistry teacher and I didn't have anything to do for the year, so I said why not?" Ryan raised his hand.
"You don't seem like the teachy type. It wasn't your major, was it?"
"You know, you're pretty smart Ryan. It wasn't. I went to college on a basketball scholarship, but had to take some classes. So I majored in music and minored in Chemistry. But they already had a music teacher, so this was a second choice. One more question." Sasha raised her hand. "Sasha."
"Are you free this weekend?" Chad rolled his eyes.
"Once again, in a completely committed relationship. So stop. Alright. So I've got paperwork to finish, so you guys can do whatever as long as you're not too loud." Chad said as he walked around to his desk and sat down. "Taylor, see me before you leave." Taylor's head shot up and Sasha gasped.
"Why do you want to see her?" She asked. "She's not that pretty!"
"Yeah, I'm not that-Hey!" Taylor said.
"I need to see her because Dean Warrens said that she knew the most about the school. Unless you are trying to tell me that he was lying and you are actually the brightest in your year, then I frankly don't see what you are complaining about. Don't you agree Ms.," Chad looked down at the roster on his desk. "Meyers?" Sasha slowly nodded.
"Yes…Chad." Taylor had to try to stop the smile that was creeping on her face. The class, not exactly sure of what to do sat in silence for 10 minutes, before they began talking. Taylor sat in silence and stared at the floor, hoping no one else could hear the rapid beating of her heart. She looked up every once in a while to see Chad staring intently at her every time.
When the bell rang, Chad spoke again. "Alright. I'll learn all of your names tomorrow. Taylor," she looked up at the sound of her name. "Stay." The class oohed as they left. Martha even sent her a thumbs-up and a wink from the door. Taylor hadn't moved an inch from her seat. "Taylor, would you come to my desk please?" Taylor slowly stood and walked over to him. "When's your lunch?"
"12:15." She answered not looking up from the floor.
"Mine too. I don't have time to talk to you as much as I should before my next class comes in, so we'll talk then. I'll meet you at your dorm room. What is it?"
"Alexander Hall, room 8." Chad nodded.
"See you then." Just then, students began entering, and Troy followed them.
"What's up, man?" He said while towards the desk. Taylor recognized him and instantly looked at the floor, making her hair hide her face as she briskly walked to the door and out of it. "Dude that girl looked a lot like Taylor. Did you notice? Or was that actually Taylor? I mean she was wearing a uniform, so it couldn't have been, right? I mean it's not like she's your student." Troy said while chuckling, before noticing that Chad hadn't said anything. "She's not one of your students, right?" Once again Chad didn't speak. "Chad. Answer me. Was that Taylor or one of your students?" Chad didn't make eye contact.
"Both."
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"God Taylor! Slow down! What's the rush?" Gabriella asked as she tried to keep up with her friend.
"It's nothing." Taylor said while continuing to slowly get faster.
"Well then stop acting like you're trying out for track and walk. You can not afford to sweat in this uniform. Shar would kill you." Taylor sighed. They had reached their study hall and she dropped into a seat in the back, rubbing her temples.
"Let's just say Chemistry wasn't fun." Gabriella's eyebrows knitted together as Sharpay walked into the room.
"Isn't that like your best subject?" Gabriella asked while pulling off her backpack.
"Aren't all subjects her best subjects?" Sharpay asked while pulling a nail file out of her purse. Taylor rolled her eyes and stood up, and went to the back of the room and began writing on the board.
"Does this have something to do with Sasha?" Gabriella asked following Taylor, Sharpay not to far behind.
"Meyers is still a skank?" Sharpay questioned. "And what's with that text she just sent me?"
"What text?" Gabriella asked while crossing her arms. Sharpay handed her her phone and Gabriella squinted at the message.
"Hot new Chem teacher? And why does that look like Chad?" Taylor snapped the piece of chalk she was holding in half and watched as it fell to the floor. Sharpay grabbed her phone back and gasped at the picture.
"What the hell? Chad?" Sharpay's shocked voice carried and caused those who currently had been ignoring the three turn around to stare.
"Say it a little louder why don't ya?" Taylor said while picking up a new piece of chalk and continuing to write.
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"Class, this is my best friend, Troy. And like a best friend, he is being a pain and not leaving." Chad said while turning around to glare at his friend, who had made himself comfortable on his desk. Troy smiled and waved.
"Anyway, I'm Chad, and I'll be your chemistry teacher for the year. I grew up here in Albuquerque, I went to University of Albuquerque on a basketball scholarship and-" Chad suddenly stopped when his pocket began to virbrate. He pulled his phone out and opened it to see that he had gotten a new message.
"Hey! How come we can't be on our phones?" A boy with blonde hair yelled from the back. Chad looked up.
"Do you have a college degree?"
"No."
"Then shut up. Also, I'm not on my phone. Troy's being stupid and just sent me a message." Chad replied while he quickly sent one back and shut his phone. "Like I was saying, I went to U of A on a basketball scholarship and majored in music, while minoring in Chemistry. Any questions?" One hand shot up and Chad had a pretty good idea what the question was.
"Are you single?" Everyone, including the guys leaned forward, anxious for the answer.
"No." They all leaned back in their seats, girls disappointed, guys thrilled. Well, most of them anyway. Another hand went in the air.
"Yes?"
"Is Troy single?" Troy looked up from his phone and laughed.
"Yes, but I'm also not interested."
"Bet I could prove you wrong." Nameless girl said while grinning. Troy's eyes widened and he looked down back down at his phone when it buzzed. Glaring at Chad, he responded,
"Yes, but if your parents pressed charges, which I'm sure they would, I would get in trouble. So, never gonna happen." He said returning his gaze to his phone. Chad tried to regain the attention of the class.
"Look. Just do whatever and don't be too loud. Troy and I will be outside. We have some things to discuss." Chad said while walking towards the door, grabbing Troy's arm along the way. Once the door closed behind them, Troy launched into his attack.
"So what's up with Mini Taylor?" He asked while leaning against the door and crossing his arms. "Is she related to her and that's how she looks like her or is it just an unlucky circumstance?"
"Yes and no."
"Care to elaborate?"
"She looked like Taylor because she was Taylor. And It's unlucky because I just found out I'm dating one of my students." Troy's jaw dropped.
"She's your student?!" Troy exclaimed.
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"He's my teacher!" Taylor said while figuring out a problem on the board. Gabriella and Sharpay's faces were complete mirrors of each other.
"God Tay. I knew he was older, but I didn't know he was that much older." Sharpay said. Taylor banged her head against the board and sighed.
"What should I do?" She asked desperately.
"I want to know how the huge age difference never came up. Taylor, do you even know how old he actually is?" Gabriella asked. Taylor's mane of curls shook. "Does he know how old you are?" Another shake. "Do you actually even know anything about him?" Taylor removed her head from the board and glared at her best friends.
"I'm not an idiot. Of course I know things about him. His favorite color is red, favorite sport is basketball, favorite food is pasta, favorite animal is a dog-" Taylor's rant was interrupted by Sharpay slamming her hand on the table.
"Whatever Tay. Any baboon can give stats. What I'm asking is what do you know about him that no one else does?" Taylor stared at her friend before sliding on the floor.
"Here I am always bragging about how high my IQ is, yet I'm too blind to see that the guy I like is so out of my league. God I'm such an idiot." Sharpay walked over and slid down next to her.
"You're not stupid. You're just naïve."
"Besides," Gabriella said while sitting on her other side. "Considering the fact that you two spent the whole summer together pretty much proves he's not out of your league." Taylor smiled at her two best friends.
"So what do I do now?" She asked.
"As usual, I'm sure the one and only great Sharpay Evans has a plan." Gabriella said while smirking at her blonde friend, whose smirk mirrored her own.
"And as usual, the ever brilliant Gabriella Montez is correct. And here's what you're gonna do. You're gonna find him, and order him to meet you so that you two can work this out."
"I'm supposed to be meeting him during lunch." Sharpay gasped.
"Why the hell weren't we told sooner?" Taylor shrugged and opened her mouth to speak. "Don't talk. Rhetorical question. We have got to get back to the dorm. Now." She said while yanking Gabriella and Taylor off the floor and heading towards the door."
"Why?" Gabriella asked while trying to keep up.
"Because our Tay-Tay has a date to get ready for and as her closest friends, it's our duty to prepare her. Whether she likes it or not."
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"Oh my god!" Troy exclaimed.
"I know." Chad responded leaning back against the wall.
"How is it you did not know she was underage? You spent her birthday with her!"
"It's not like she came out and told me it was her birthday, okay? I overheard her on the phone." Troy crossed his arms.
"Well, how old is she now?" Chad didn't respond. "You don't know? You moron!"
"Yeah. You insulting me isn't helping at all."
"Wait. This is the girl you saved on the street that day, right?" Troy asked. Chad nodded. "And it's the same girl from the club, too?" Chad nodded once again. Troy glared at his friend before punching him the arm.
"What?" Chad asked rubbing his arm.
"You idiot! I frenched her friend! And who knows how many times Zeke violated that blonde! Now all three of us are predators. Thanks a lot!" Chad stared at Troy.
"Lets review shall we? You kissed her for about an hour. Zeke spent the night with a girl. I SPENT THE MAJORITY OF THE SUMMER WITH HER! Now logically which one is worse?" Chad asked. Just then the door opened.
"What?" Both Troy and Chad yelled while turning their heads towards the door. The student clearly jumped with fright.
"The class was just wondering if you were coming back in the room soon and also you and Mr. Troy are yelling very loudly." Chad sighed.
"Just give me a minute." The girl nodded and closed the door. Troy broke the silence of the deserted hall.
So what are you gonna do?"
"I'm meeting her for lunch to decide." Chad responded. Troy nodded and began to head back into the class but was stopped by Chad.
"Troy?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm screwed, aren't I?"
"Oh yeah."
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"What's wrong now, Gabi?" Sharpay said while filing her nails on her bed. Gabriella gasped at her friend.
"We skipped third period! And fourth! To come here! To put on make-up! Do you see the problem yet?" Sharpay pretended to look like she was thinking.
"No. Not really."
"Well I do. And I feel entirely guilty. And Taylor does as well. Right Tay?" She shouted the last part to make sure her friend could hear her in the bathroom.
"Whatever you said." Was the response she got back.
"We are gonna get in so much trouble for this." Gabriella muttered under her breath while sitting down at the vanity.
"Don't say it Shar." Taylor said while emerging from the bathroom. She was in blue mini skirt, a red spaghetti-strap top, and red and white sneakers. "Put that mouth of yours to better use and tell me how I look." Gabriella squinted at her outfit.
"Isn't that the same thing you wore when you almost got hit by that car this summer?" Taylor nodded as she put on her earrings.
"Which was when I met Chad. Hopefully it will bring up pleasant thoughts. I wanna make a good first impression."
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't it a little late for that?" Sharpay asked while staring at her friend. "Though it does look good on you."
"Good and wrong. You're supposed to stay in complete uniform until all classes are over. Campus rule. You also can't go off Campus or both of you two are screwed."
"I hate to admit it, but miss goody-two-shoes is right. Looks like you're wearing your uniform. Nice try though." Taylor groaned before heading back in the bathroom to change. Just then there was a knock on the door.
"He's early!" Taylor said. Sharpay jumped up.
"Gabi and I will stall. Go change." Taylor nodded before closing the door. Sharpay and Gabriella walked over to the door and opened it to reveal a very surprised Chad.
"I think I've got the wrong room-"
"No. It's right." Sharpay interrupted him. "Taylor's in the bathroom."
"We're supposed to stall." Gabriella blurted without thinking, earning her a slap on the arm from Sharpay.
"What my silly little friend here means is that we're supposed to make sure that you don't mysteriously vanish." Chad slowly nodded.
"You two look familiar. Sharpay and Bree?" He asked with a smirk. Sharpay grinned while Gabriella turned red.
"Zeke's told you about me?"
"Yes he has. I don't think he's aware that you are under 18, however." Sharpay held u a hand to stop him.
"I am exactly 18 thank you very much. Completely legal to do whatever I please." She responded while crossing her arms. Chad turned his gaze to Gabriella.
"You legal as well?"
"Yes." Sharpay responded before Gabriella could. "She is." Chad arched an eyebrow.
"And how old is Taylor?" Sharpay arched an eyebrow in return.
"Shouldn't you know?" Before he could respond, Taylor emerged from the bathroom.
"Hey Chad." She said breathless. "Ready to go?"
"Yeah." He turned to leave, Taylor right behind him. He stopped and sun back around. "Oh, and both of you two have a detention tomorrow for skipping my third period. And I'll be certain to tell Troy and Zeke that I saw you." With that he took hold of Taylor's arm and led her out of the dorm and outside. Gabriella turned and hit Sharpay.
"Told you we'd get in trouble!"