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CHAPTER 1 - MEET TROY BOLTON

Let's begin.

A 10 year old Troy Bolton was sleeping. In his dream he was dreaming about -one guess-basketball. He was holding the Championship trophy high. The cheerleaders dancing in unison, the audience shouting his name, his teammates were giving him high-fives and his parents specially his dad was beaming at him.

He was the star, the star of the game, the star of basketball, the star of his school - East High.

Among all the chaos he was making his way to the stage to deliver his great wonderful speech with some additions of his own and rest from the wonderful world of internet.

As he was making his way up the stage somebody slammed his head "Ow" he said and turned around to see - no one. He shrugged and ignored it. Again he started making his way to the stage again only to be interrupted yet again by a blow on his head. He turned around rapidly but could not spot his attacker.

He was feeling angry now or you could say furin , no furous, uh-huh furen , yeah got it furious - that was the word Mrs. Brown had taught him in English class yesterday furious , Bingo, when he had unmistakeably chucked an ink cartridge in her face , furious - that's what she was at him and -"Ow" he whimpered again .

He was furious ,that's what he was . He shouted, " Who the hell hits the star basketball player?"

The voice responded by shouting at more strenght and amusement, " Get up Troy! You are late for school !" his Dad exclaimed.

Troy jerked his eyes open to see his Dad and his one arm suspended in the air holding his dumbbell.

"uh , Dad " he mumbled " Five more minutes ".As he attempted to pull the sheets over his head but in vain as his dad being faster and stronger than the mere ten year old boy snatched it away from him .

He shouted once again " Son! You are late for school."

Troy looked at his dad " Please dad it's only " his blue eyes glimsed at the clock and went wide " 8:30" he finished his sentence with a scream.

He jolted out of his bed at an amazingly fast speed. His dad chuckled in amusement as he watched his son heading to the shower with whatever clothes he could get his hands on and to come out even faster.

He shaked his head sise to side " Slow down Champ " But Troy Bolton was running down the steps hurriedly and as he reached the end he jumped .

" Phase one complete " he said to himself.

Then he heard his mother's voice -

"Honey, Get some breakfast! " she chimed from the kitchen.

" Mom ! I don't have time for that , Iam already late " he said but nonetheless grabbed an apple. He hurried down the lane only to see the bus engine had geared up. He ran for it also looked at his feet, so small, if only his feet had been bigger.

But anyways his amazing speed and sprint got him to the bus. He entered the East High bus with a triumph grin on his face.

"Mission accompished" he said to himself.

" Late again , Troy" his best buddy Champ queried .

Troy's POV-

" You know me " I said and grinned.

A series of "Yo" "Hi" "What's up" "Hey Captain" greeted me . I waved and smiled at them and then made my way to the seat . I noticed the bus all the seats were full , some children were even standing . My best buddies Zeke, Chad and Jason sat on the other seats with me.

" How come we get the seats easily and the other's won't get it ?" I asked.

" I don't know " Zeke said.

" Maybe its because we like cupcakes " Jason said.

I looked at him stupidly.

" It's because we are popular " Chad stated in a matter of factly tone .

"Huh?" I asked confused.

"See" Chad started to explain " We are in the junior basketball team and in East High basketball is kinda worshipped so when we play basketball it makes us kind of special " Chad finished.

"So" I began asking " Are we only special because we play basketball ?" I asked but they didn't pay attention. But I thought and thought about it, wouldn't anyone except my friends recognise me in East High if I didn't play basketball.

Suddenly the bus stopped and a fimiliar looking dark skinned curly haired girl walked towards the bus. I noticed she was limping and I saw that she had bandage on her knee , it certainly looked like a bad bruise.

" Hi " I said to her. She looked left and right and then back at me " Are you talking to me?" she asked with amusement in her voice.

"Uh , Yeah " I said.

She spoke again " I am Taylor Mckessie in Science club."

" I know " I said , confused as to why she was acting so weird.

" You know ?" she asked again.

" Yes , I know " I said " Come and sit on my seat "

She stared at me wide eyed like Ihad three heads or something and then gave me a frown " Do you want something from me ?"she asked .

I replied " I don't want anything . You are in pain, I want you to sit down. "

She gave me a confused look and a half smile " Uh, OK I guess."

"Good" I said to her. I looked at my friends they were giving me amused glances why the hell is everyone acting so weird ?I screamed in my head. I stomped down and sat at the handle .

Everone looked at me as if I had gone mad .

"What?" I said to them.

And all of them turned their heads away as soon as they turned their heads towards me.

I huffed, and turned my head towards the window.

I sighed, " Today was going to be a long day " he thought.

End POV

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