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This is just a taster, let me know what you think. It will end up as Troy and Gabriella :) Please review.
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring! I groaned and slammed my fist down onto my alarm clock to stop the shrilling sound. I sighed as it crashed to the ground, and I quickly climbed out of bed to retrieve it off the floor. It read 5:30am. Great. It was time to get up for soccer practice. I glanced over at the bed next to me where Chad was sleeping, his mouth wide open and his covers a crumpled mess on the floor. I grinned, grabbed my pillow and smacked it round his head.
"Ugh..npmh…HEY!" He exclaimed, as he opened his eyes and saw me standing over him.
"Time to get up," I said as I pulled on my soccer kit and grabbed my boots. I went into the bathroom and washed my face, deciding not to have a shower as I was only going to get sweaty anyway.
"How come you slept in here last night anyway?" I called to him in the other room, as I heard signs of movement and Chad actually getting himself up.
"Don't even go there!" He whined as he walked into the bathroom in just his underwear, still looking half asleep. "Sharpay has a new room mate, which means I'm not getting any anymore."
"You're unbelievable! Is that all you care about?" I laughed and began to brush my teeth.
"Oh please, and how many times have you been laid, Troy Bolton?" Chad proclaimed, rolling his eyes. I smiled and shook my head. The truth was, I had never done anything like that with a girl. Of course, as I was captain of the soccer team and probably the most popular guy in school, everybody thought I had. I didn't deny it whenever any of my friends asked because I wouldn't live it down if they found out I was saving it for a girl I fell in love with. I'd never found that girl, and to be honest, I didn't want to – soccer and getting a scholarship into college was my main priority right now.
We made it down to the soccer pitch at 6:03am – 3 minutes late. It was Chad's fault as he had decided he wanted to wash his hair before we left. Unfortunately, it had begun to pour rain and we begrudgingly started our 5 laps that we had as our punishment.
By the time we had finished, we were covered in mud. Coach tossed us a ball and we began to kick it about, making our way down the pitch.
"CHAD!" I could barely hear Sharpays screeching voice echoing across the grounds through the rain. Chad waved and blew her a kiss, but the rain was lashing down so I doubt she saw.
"That must be Gabriella, her new room mate," Chad said, gesturing at a girl who was wearing jeans and an enormous hoodie that swamped her petite frame. I shrugged and passed him the ball.
