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Troy drove to school late at night and went to his gym locker.
He took off his hoodie, put it in the locker, out on his jersey and shut the locker angrily.
Troy:
The day a door is closed The echoes fill your soul They won't say which way to go Just trust your heart
Troy went to the gymnasium
To find what you're here for Open another door But I'm not sure anymore It's just so hard
Tory looked up at another one of his jerseys on the wall and began to hear cheers in his mind.
Basketballs began falling from above and Troy began punching and kicking them while singing
Voices in my head Tell me they know best Got me on the edge They're pushing, pushing They're pushing I know they've got a plan But the ball's in my hands This time it's man to man I'm driving, fighting inside a
Troy was now in the hallway and felt as if everything was upside down.
The world that's upside down And spinning faster What do I do now, without you
I don't know where to go What's the right team I want my own thing So bad I'm going scream I can't choose, so confused What's it all mean I want my own dream So bad I'm going to scream
I'm kicking down the walls I gotta make them fall Just break through 'em all I'm punching, crashing I'm going to Fight to find me Me and no one else Which way, I can't tell I'm searching, searching Can't find the...way that I should turn I should turn right or left It's...It's like nothing works, without you What do I do now - without you
Troy was now on the stairs.
I don't know where to go What's the right team I want my own thing So bad I'm going scream I can't choose, so confused What's it all mean I want my own dream So bad I'm going to scream
Yeah the clock's running down Hear the crowd getting loud I'm consumed by the sound Is it her? Is it, love Can the music ever be enough?
Gotta work it out, you can work it out You can do it, you can do it
Troy ended up in front of a poster of himself and then ripped it in anger and confusion
Troy then went backstage in the auditorium
I don't know where to go What's the right team I want my own thing So bad I'm going scream
Troy was now in stage
I can't choose, so confused What's it all mean I want my own dream So bad I'm going scream! I don't know where to go What's the right team I want my own thing I want my own thing! I can't choose, so confused What's it all mean I want my own dream So bad I'm going to scream
Ahhhh!
Ms. Darbus walked in and clapped.
"Um...I know I’m not supposed to be here, Ms. Darbus-" He began.
"Nor am I, but I’m trying to rebalance a show which Sharpay is now playing Ms. Montez. And the reason for your visit is?" She asked.
"I guess I feel like this is a really good place to-" Troy began
"Scream? Feel free." She finished his sentence.
"Or just to think," Troy told her.
"The stage is a wonderful partner in the process of self-discovery. You seemed very comfortable up there." Ms. Darbus told him.
I do?' He asked.
"Yes. Which is why I submitted an application in your name to Juilliard. Well, yours and your sister's." She told him
"It was you?" Troy asked.
"Better to consider these opportunities now, than in ten years when life might limit your choices. If I’ve overstepped, I apologize. Please give my apologies to Veronica as well." Ms. Darbus apologized
"I’m not mad...I don't think she'll be either...just confused." Troy told her.
"What I’ve learned from the stage is to trust one’s instincts. And that takes courage, a quality you and your sister don’t seem to lack. Sit down with me. I have a feeling another show is about to begin." Ms. Darbus told him.
Troy went off stage and sat next to her. _______________________________________
