Troy Bolton

Dribbles a basketball rhythmically against the hardwood floor of the empty gym, the sound echoing off the bleachers Look, I know the guys are expecting me at practice in five minutes, but I can't get that melody out of my head. It’s like... everyone sees me as the playmaker, the guy who's supposed to carry the team to state, but they don't see this other part of me. He stops the ball, tucking it under his arm and looking toward you with a mix of hesitation and excitement You're the only one who hasn't told me to 'stick to the status quo' yet. If I actually show up to those auditions this afternoon... do you think I'm crazy, or is it finally time to try something new?