highschool musicals story and its actors do not in any way belong to me i am just useing them in my awsome kick ass story they belong to the evil empire that is disney etc.

High school is a jungle not a musical

A/N

So this is my third hsm fic and I hope you all like it thus far… this story is different from my last as in it focuses on more then just troy and Ryan it is a collection of storylines all rolled into one. The first and biggest of course is Ryan and troy but you will follow the other wildcats life's as well and all of them involve each other so its not like a totally different story but mostly its troy and Ryan then its Kelsey and then Chad and Taylor have a big part but that doesn't come till later so yeah I am opining up my writing to other characters form the movies. Another good thing is posts will be up frequently because I am already finished 10 chapters of it so yeah. I hope you follow and review because I don't know if I will continue to write it of no one gives me feedback: D

High school is a jungle not a musical

Chapter 1: the beginning of the end

Enter Ryan

God we wake up every day at 6 in the am get dressed to impress and in me and my twin's case we defiantly do. But there comes a time when you start to wonder why you even try to be on top when you know that someone else is going to steal your sunshine. I have been comfortable being the king of theater sitting on my throne next to my sister sharpay who is of coarse the queen of theater well at east high at least and we in the 2 and a half years we have attended high school have never had to deal with any one else coming along to usurp our title most of that was because no one had the talent but that's neither hear nor there let me nip this one in the bud real quick for you. I was happy at the top of my pedestal but as much as the world likes to make a star they like it just as much to watch them fall. In a short month I went from a shoe in for the lead of twinkle town to being the understudy, my sister same boat why you ask? Because someone decided to stick there foot in the water of a pool that doesn't belong to them and it all started with a raven haired little girl. And what's worse is the person responsible for all of this is the president of the anti theater club. My life, my home, my theater has been infiltrated by troy Bolton.

Chapter 1: the beginning of the end

Rehearsals started the Monday following the call backs. Troy and Gabriella got the leads while Sharpay and I were under studies and played small supporting roles. Oh and Gabi and Taylor won the scholastic decathlon regional's… oh and lets not forget about troy and the wildcats winning the big game. It's just so great seeing everyone get what they want. Well everyone that matters anyway.

Don't get me wrong I never disliked troy or the new girl if any thing seeing troy play basket ball filled me with so much east high pride. He is an all around star athlete so why dose he have to be a star in my theater? Losing to him at something I have been doing all of my life was completely embarrassing. Theater is my comfort and Shar and I had rehearsed for weeks to nail that audition. And troy Bolton everyone's favorite versatile student saunters in wearing his basketball uniform I kid you not he was wearing his basketball uniform sings a song and gets my part. Is that all it takes to beat me? Is he really that much better because I was standing back stage and his pitch was off at least four times during breaking free. But I guess the crowd wants what it wants. I just wish it didn't want to steal my spotlight.

And what's worse is I still have to be reminded today and every Monday and wends day until the musical ends. I was sitting in the third row watching as the duo rehearsed one of the dances for the show. I suppose it doesn't help knowing that I got beat out by a guy who has two left feet. It was starting to piss me off how bad he sucked at dancing.

"Troy like this" Gabi said before doing a quick step. Wrong she did it wrong as well no wonder he sucks.

"Gabi I'm trying I'm just not that good of a dancer" he said smiling weakly

THEN WHY TRY OUT FOR A MUSICAL? I found my self wanting to yell. Barf with the flirty shit already we get it already you two are in love

They continued to dance… horribly and I continued to sit there watching the tragedy that was going on in my theater. I was starting to lose my patience with the both of them was I that bad that I got beaten out by these two of all people?

"Ok that's enough" I said loudly standing up and making my way to the stage. "You're both just terrible"

Troy shot me a glare and Gabi blushed. When was she going to give up that oh I'm so innocent my mom transferred hear and I don't want to stand out to much cause it not working two words: attention whore.

"You aren't feeling the music when you dance you have to feel it but all you two seem to hear is 1 2 3 4" I said demonstrating the right way to dance " it has to flow you aren't flowing the way you should it looks to rehearsed"

"Well isn't that what we are here to do?" troy asked

"Yes but you're to stiff let lose because right now you look like you have a stick up you're ass" I said grabbing both of his arms and standing behind him. He quickly stiffened his body but its nothing I didn't expect I mean what guy wants the gay guy's hands all over him? "Like this" I said making his arms flow with the music "now step 1 step 2 spin3 step 4… good that was better try it with out my help" I said letting go and taking my place in front of him to watch. He did the move again and let out a triumphant smile.

"Wow that really works" he said smiling at me.

"Of coarse it did" I said retreating to my seat. The smile left his face and he frowned. Oh I'm sorry did I offend you…yeah? Well you stole my part I guess we will be even when I make you cry.

"Ok from the top" said Mrs. Darbus in her seat two rows behind me she then lowered her tone so only I could here her "Mr. Evans I think I have found a better use for you in this show"

"Oh… what's that?" I said not turning around to look at her. I was still a little bit mad about her decision.

"How dose director of choreography sound?" she said. My head snapped back to look at her all too quickly I'm surprised I didn't get whip lash.

"What?" I asked letting a smile creep to my face.

"Well I just thought you seem to know all of the dances better then anyone and who better to show the students then an expert in the matter"

"Wow ok yeah thank you Mrs. Darbus" I said smiling

"No thank you Mr. Evans… your first job as choreographer is figuring out what to do about that" she said pointing to troy and Gabi who were once again stepping on each others feet.

"What are my options?" I asked skeptically

"Work with them" she said "individually I want to see them grow into proper dancers"

And if that doesn't work can I euthanize them?

"Miss don't get me wrong but dose is title of choreographer a nice way of saying you want me to teach troy Bolton to dance?"

"Spot on Mr. Evans spot on" she said

"I still don't understand how he got this part over me" I said

"It was time for a change at east high and this is exactly what will bring more attention to the drama program" she said

God it all just sounded like a bad ninety's teen drama. "Well maybe next time you won't do it at the expense of my sister and I" I said getting up to leave the auditorium.

"I will have troy meet you after school at three thirty" she said "don't be late"

Yeah yeah yeah you old windbag I thought to myself as I left. I hate my life right now… everyone just thinks that we will get over it but it's not that easy to do that. They stole our parts they came in to our world when they were already on top of there own and took what means the most to us and what's worse is we are the bad guys for trying to keep what should have already been ours. I found my self in the bathroom crying until the end of free period. This was complete bull shit.

Enter troy

Had I known that my calendar would be completely filled in I would have reconsidered this. Free period I had to dance well at least learn to dance. I have never been that great at either. Most say I have two left feet but I would say I have seven. It was also a little awkward to have Ryan Evans hands all over me. And the looks I got form him were more then a little intimidating. But how could I blame him this was his stage or at least it had been until now.

Maybe he should learn to share the spot light.

Do you share the spot light? The voice in my head asked me. Jesus it was contributing a lot these days. That's different I'm the captain. I thought I am expected to stand out.

The voice didn't answer.

"Mr. Bolton make no after school plans" Mrs. Darbus said as we all made are way from the auditorium. I had noticed that the Evans twins were nowhere to be scene.

"What why!" I asked

"Because you have a dance lesson" she said "Mr. Evans will meet you here at three thirty"

"I don't know if I really…" I said but was cut off by her hand. I mean really? Me alone with Ryan Evans might not be the best idea for my health at the moment. One he hated me that much was clear and two I'm not sure how the team would feel that I was hanging out with a gay guy.

I mean not that I was homophobic my uncle is gay and we still see him but it's universally known that most jocks aren't really into the idea of gay. Which strikes me ass odd seeing as we all shower together but Chad said that that's just team bonding.

"Welcome to showbiz Mr. Bolton now if you can't cooperate I may have to give your part to someone more defecated at least Ryan knows the steps"

I looked at Gabi who gave me an expecting look as if to say what you are waiting for. I knew that this meant a lot to her so I didn't want to let her down. Its not like I had practice or anything the season was over it was just a scrimmage game with the guys I think I'll live.

"Ok fine I'm down" I said sighing in defeat.

"Of coarse you are" the drama instructor said before walking out of the auditorium humming something. I swear this teacher doesn't have all of her screws tightened.

I know some people think they have me figured out but they would be wrong well clearly seeing as how my best friend didn't even know I had a passion for singing but aside form that my life isn't as big a cake walk as people made it out to be . Yeah ok I am the captain of the wild cats and now the star of twinkle town. No that still sounds wrong to be but whatever. I get it I am a big deal but sometimes I just wish it would all stop and I could be normal its not easy being the center of so much attention and as much as people love me for being a star I know that they would like it just as much if I fell from grace. No one ever understands though how could they?

Sometimes I just want to say no. to everyone it's like they all expect things from me. The team expects me to get them to victory. Gabi expects me to sing with her on stage my teachers expect me to not fail classes my dad expects me to be a leader and Ryan fucking Evans expects me to learn stupid dance moves. When do I get to do something that I want?

Maybe I'm too nice. I don't want to be that guy it's not fair when I all is well I am awesome but when it falls apart I am always the one who gets blamed. Being on top is not all it's cracked up to be.