East High Story: Chad and Troy

Chapter 10: Lice You Say?

Chad waddles into the great hall slowly, behind hundreds of his new schoolmates. He scanned the room looking for familiar faces, quickly finding Ryan, who was sitting with Sharpay. While making his way to them, he was struck by a few more familiar faces, those of Ms. Darbus and Coach Bolton.

Chad sat beside Ryan who smiled at him in greeting and looked around the room. Most of the other kids were seated at tables and were wearing the same colours. There was a red table, a yellow table, a blue table and a green table. He noticed his new friends from the train ride in the red section, they must be wearing red to support the wildcats he thought.

Chad had just started whispering to Ryan that his fly was down (it wasn't, Chad was just pranking) when a great tall man with a long grey beard stood up at the table at the front of the room.

"Good evening Hogwarts students and welcome to our newcomers, the Wildcats!" the man bellowed, "I trust our senior students will make you all feel at home."

The tall man gestured to the right at a lady Chad was all too familiar with, Ms. Darbus. "I will take this opportunity to introduce Ms. Darbus, the new divination teacher. In more exciting news, she will be running the first annual Hogwarts spring musical. Auditions will take place next week, I hope to see the more fruity of you then, you know who you are."

The man starts to sit down when an emo man in a dark cloak whispers something into his ear.

"Whoops, almost forgot lol, we will now commence with the sorting ceremony.😜"

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"Troy Bolton" calls the freaky goth teacher.

Troy makes his way up to the front of the great hall, nervous at the fact that Chad was watching him. The gothic teacher places a musty brown hat upon his head, ruining the blow out he did this morning with his dyson airwrap. Troy mutters to himself, "These people are so ridiculous, I bet this thing has lic-", his thoughts interrupted by the dirty leather hat wriggling around. Troy freezes when he hears a booming voice so close, it must be coming from the hat.

"Lice you say?" says the hat, "last outbreak we had was in 546 BC so I think you'll be good Master Bolton, or should I say the boy who slayed".

Everyone gasped, Troy looked to his father who averted Troy's gaze.

"Oh I see, your dear daddy never told you that you're known here as the boy who slayed. Interesting, very... interesting." Troy twiddled his thumbs nervously trying to find 5 things he could see, 4 things he could touch, and-

"GRIFFINDOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

THE CROWD GOES WILD. Troy is shoved off the stool by that goth man and walks towards the red group. He must have been right, red was for wildcats. Troy sits beside the people Chad was with on the train ride over but they all scoot away trying to get away from Troy, awk. Troy frowns until his friend Neville from the train sits beside him.

"They're just mad because you're the boy who slayed, Harry is the boy who lived so he's not used to sharing the spotlight." Neville explains with a hand on Troy's shoulder. Troy is just about to ask what Neville means until he sees that its chads turn to be sorted.

As Chad makes his way to the sorting hat and its respective stool, Troy hears shouting and cheering from the group who recently scooted away from him. "WOOOOOOOO! GO CHAD! YOU'RE THE MAN CHAD!!!! WOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

The sorting hat grumbles "You're an athletic boy but you also love to sing and dance, huh? And not too dumb... RAVENCLAW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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The ceremony went on and on.

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"Sharpay Evans to Slytherin!!!!"

"Ryan Evans, the less popular, less beautiful, less smart, less cunt Evans twin to Hufflepuff!!!"

"Gabriella Montez to Slytherin!!!"

"Taylor McKessie to Ravenclaw!!"

"Martha No last name to Slytherin!!"

As the ceremony ended, Troy was pushed down the hallway to his new dormitory. Miraculously, all his luggage was already there waiting for him on top of what he assumed to be his bed. There were 8 beds total in this room, Troy sure isn't going to be able to keep up with his work out and jerk out nighttime routine. Thankfully, his bed was next to Jason's, his old teammate and a familiar face. Overstimmed af, all Troy wanted to do was get under his weighted blanket and overthink his day.

"Man, this wizard shit is crazy, right?" Jason whispered to him quietly, as not to disturb their other new roommates.

"Idk Jason, I kinda think I'm gonna like it here." Troy said, staring at the ceiling with a loose smile, soon drifting off into sweet slumber.