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And if this doesn't make sense, just imagine the whole gang in Troy's kitchen.
I wrote this in about five minutes so don't expect great things.
Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical, Disney, or Pizza Hut. I do own a fridge however.
Someone flicked a paper wad.
A roll of the eyes.
A crinkle of the nose.
A sigh.
Someone started tapping their fingers.
Tap… tap… tap…
The hum of the fridge.
Someone's stomach growled.
They blushed when everyone turned to stare.
Five seconds passed. Everyone turned back to their original positions.
10 second passed.
Tap… tap… tap…
"What time is it?"
"Eight thirty-eight."
"Oh."
Tap… tap… tap…
Another sigh.
"You know we could be playing basketball right now."
"So it's true."
"What's true babe?"
"Boy's only think about food and sports."
"That's not true, I think about my gorgeous girl too."
He nuzzled Gabriella's neck.
"Get a room guys."
"I don't think you'd want think about what we could do in that room."
"Dirty, captain."
Another roll of the eyes.
"Boys."
Tap… tap… tap…
"What time did they say…?"
"Thirty minutes tops."
"Right."
Tap… tap… tap…
"Maybe there's been a traffic jam?"
Tap… tap… tap…
"It's only been…"
A rustle as they checked their watch.
"…two minutes."
Tap… tap… tap…
A growl.
"For god's sake please stop tapping."
"Geez. Sorry. I'm hungry."
"We all are."
"That's the last time we order Pizza Hut."
Okay, so just to clarify, I don't have anything against Pizza Hut, except for the fact that sometimes they take a really long time to deliver. R&R!