Monday, 2 July 2007
06:44:35 PM (GMT)
Troy turned round. He could hear the tapping of Gabriella's trainers on the East High
corridor. She was running towards him, holding a piece of paper in her hand. A
letter, in fact.
"What's that?" Troy asked, as Gabriella slowed to a holt in front of him. She waved
the letter around excitedly.
"I've just been accepted into the annual State Finals for Math with Taylor!" she
said, smiling. "Look!"
"Oh, that's great!" replied Troy. And they hugged each other.
Suddenly, the bell rang. "Well, we better get to class!" said Gabriella. "You have
food tech next, right?"
"Yeah." They both walked down the white corridor, dodging the other students who were
trying desperately not to be late for their next class. But they couldn't help
bumping into Sharpay.
"So, I heard you two are like, going out now?" Sharpay said, flicking her hand down.
She said it as if she was looking down at a pile of worms. "That relationship will
like, never last!"
"Is it any of your business?" said Gabriella, stepping forward. Troy put a hand on
"Don't waste your breath," he said. "They're not worth it."
They carried on and then walked into the gleaming white food tech classroom. The
teacher always kept it right up to standard, and it almost hurt your eyes to look
inside. No one knew how Mrs Dibson could work in there. Mrs Dibson was the new
teacher. She had only started a few weeks ago, and food tech lessons had changed a
lot. No one really knew anything about Mrs Dibson. They just went into her classroom,
had their lesson and came out. It wasn't anything like the old lessons. The old
teacher used to let them do anything they wanted, and every lesson was a disaster.
Mrs Dibson never told anyone off, but everyone didn't like to test her, and no one
Troy sat down with Chad and his mates, and Gabriella and Taylor sat just in front of
them. Every so often some girls would turn round and smile at Troy and Chad, but they
only had eyes for Gabriella and Taylor. After the big basketball finals, everyone had
seemed to find someone.
In the middle of the lesson, Chad tapped Taylor on the shoulder.
"What?" she whispered, turning round. "We're trying to make pineapple upside-down
here - not very well."
Chad leaned forward. "Do you realise, everyone's staring at us?"
"Staring at you and Troy," she corrected him. "And how is that any different from the
last, what? Two weeks since the big game? We won the Scholastic Decathlon and no one
has ever even glanced at us." She indicated her and Gabriella.
"Shh, Taylor," said Gabriella. "Mrs Dibson's coming."
Taylor spun round and resumed cooking. So did Chad.
When the bell went for the end of lesson, Chad grabbed hold of Taylor's shoulder.
"I didn't mean they were staring at me and Troy," he said, carrying on their
"Then who were they staring at?" Taylor looked confused, and then looked at Gabriella
who was standing beside her. "Where is this going? I have no idea what you're talking
"Yeah, they're probably only looking at us because we're hooked up with you guys,"
said Gabriella, switching her arm that was holding her books.
"D'ya really think so? I mean, we've been with you guys for two weeks, haven't we? So
why are they only just staring?"
"They've always been looking at you. Wait a min, are you jealous that some of
the attention's going to us?" said Taylor, putting her hand over her mouth. "It's
that, isn't it? You've always loved the spotlight, Chad."
"That is so not true." Chad was blushing.
"It is! You're blushing!"
"No I'm not."
"Yes, you are. If I had a mirror right now, you would see that your cheeks were as
red as if they were covered in boils. You should see yourself."
"Is that an insult or something? You know what, I don't wanna go out with a girl that
insults me, Taylor. We're THROUGH." He slapped his hand down and walked off down the
"Whatever," said Taylor, acting like she wasn't bothered. She walked off in the other
direction and Troy and Gabriella were left alone.
"What do you think we should do?" Troy said. "Should we go speak to them?"
"No, I think they're best left alone," said Gabriella, shaking her head. "If we go
see them now, they'll tell us to go away. I've seen it all before."
"How?" asked Troy, looking at her.
"I know people," replied Gabriella, giggling.
Troy grinned and then they walked off down the corridor together, following neither
Chad or Taylor.