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chapter 1

He looked around. It was math class. There were kids writing in their notebooks, taking notes on the assignment, some were staring dazedly out the window, others half asleep, laying their heads on their desks. He put his head down, as paying attention seemed impossible by then.

"Dude. Chad." Troy said. "You're going to fail the next test if you don't pay attention."

"Huh?" He lifted his head up. He must've dozed off, cause then he felt Troy nudge him and say something. But what is it that he said?

"Wake up you bozo. I said, you gotta pay attention. Don't want you failing. Then your grounded. And you can't play basketball with us, and you know how my dad is. He won't want you on the team if your failing."

"I know, I know." He said. "It's just, math is literally impossible."

"Yea-"

"Mr Bolton."

"Sorry, Mrs Matthews." Troy went back to trying to take notes.

"And you, Mr. Danforth. Pay attention. Don't want you failing my class now, do we?"

"No, Mrs. Matthews." He sighed, then opened his notebook back up, trying to take notes as best he could.

"That's what I thought." She went back to talking about the notes.

He dozed off again, this time for longer than earlier. He seemed to be in deep sleep too.

"Chad! Dude! Your literally gonna get a detention at this rate!" He socked him in the shoulder.

Despite Troys effort, Chad still did not wake up.

Mrs. Matthews turned around and noticed Chad asleep again.

"Mr. Danforth! That is enough! See me after class!"

"Ooooh! You are so dead!" Troy managed a laugh.

He finally woke up. "Dude! You are not funny!"

He stayed quiet for a sec, then said "Be prepared for me to be kicked off the team."

~The bell rang shortly after~

"Chad, since this is one of our last days of school, I'm letting you go with a warning. Consider this your only warning."

"Thank you Mrs Matthews, I won't do that ever again."

"Your welcome. You may go to free period now."

He jogged along to free period, where they were doing workouts. He got into his jersey and grabbed a basketball, practicing his dribbling and shooting techniques.

"Hey! It's a miracle! You made it out alive!"

"Yeah, surprisingly."

Meanwhile, Sharpay was telling Ryan to go through the gym to get her stuff that she left behind.

"I'm not going in by all those boys, Shar. Thats gonna be so weird."

"Oh, come on, Ryan. It would ve way weirder going in there as a girl. Plus, it'll take two seconds."

"Yeah, your right. Whatever. Fine. I'll go."

"I'm heading to class now, Ry. You can find me there once you got my stuff."

"Okay."

He went towards the gym then, walking into the gym to make the trip to Sharpay's locker quicker, his head down so he can't see anything. As he is walking, he bumps into Chad and Troy, and he manages to fall over.

"O-oh! I am s-so sorry!" His face flustered a light pink of embarassment.

"Don't worry about it." Troy held out his hand and helped Ryan up. "What brings you into the gym, anyway?"

He stood up. "Well, Sharpay insisted I get her stuff she left in her locker in the locker room..." His voice trailed off as he saw Chad, his face flustered with shades of pink and red from embarassment and, was that a bit of happiness? Did he like Chad? He couldn't tell.

"Ah, well, yeah, that does sound like her-"

"What do we have here? A drama geek in our gym? And Troy's talking to him? Why don't you get out of here and practice for the musical or something, drama geek?" Chad had said, laughed, and continued teasing him even more.

"Oh, come on, Chad. Lay off on him. He didn't do anything wrong."

"N-no its fine..." Ryan could feel the tears and his face once again got hot from embarrassment. He wanted to say something more, something to get back at him, but he couldn't figure out what to say, so he just walked away, going to get Sharpay's things.

"Hey drama geek! Catch this!" Chad threw his basketball at Ryan and it smacked him right in the face.

Ryan fell over again but got himself back up immediately and ran out of the gym as quickly as he could.