Hello again! This will be the last drabble for now, but I had fun writing HSM so maybe I'll write again some time. I'm not sure if many people are still reading HSM fics, but if you are, thanks for reading and I hope you liked the story!
- BEST FRIEND -
"Bolton fakes right, breaks left, and blows by Danforth with an up-and-under move and kisses it off the glass! And the crowd goes wild!"
As the ball swished through the net, eight-year-old Troy raised his arms in triumph.
"Offensive foul!" Chad protested from where Troy had knocked him to the ground.
"That was not an offensive foul," Troy argued, but he extended his hand to his best friend anyway and pulled him to his feet.
"It was so," Chad insisted stubbornly. "Good thing I'm still your best friend."
Troy chased down the basketball and fired a pass into Chad's hands. The other boy wrapped his arms protectively around the ball.
"You'll always be my best friend," Troy assured him. "Even when we grow up and get old and get married."
Chad grinned. "First you'll have to find a girl who wants to marry you."
~*~o~*~
"Hoops, you ready?"
Chad stuck his head in the door and found his best friend staring critically at his reflection.
Troy adjusted the collar on his suit and took one last glance in the mirror. "Yeah."
"You sure?" Chad teased. "'Cause now it's official. You can't back out."
Troy gave him a friendly punch on the shoulder. "I'm not backing out, man."
"Good, because there's an elevated IQ temptress girl in a pretty white dress out there waiting for you to say 'I do.'"
Troy laughed nervously. "Thanks, man," he said sincerely. "For being here. For everything."
Chad shook his hand and then couldn't resist pulling his best friend into a brotherly hug. "I wouldn't miss it for anything."
Because Chad Danforth had been Troy Bolton's best friend for as long as he could remember.
And today he was going to be his best man.