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Start of Something New by that_1_incident (R)
Fandom: HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL
Pairing: Troy/Ryan
Length: about 20,000 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
that_1_incident
Author Website: Fic Masterlist
Why this must be read:
This fic is based on a 'what if' - What if Gabriella never came to East High? - and really follows through. In canon, Gabriella's arrival was the catalyst for a rearrangement of the school's social structure, breaking the students out of the status quo. In this AU, none of that happened. The story follows the development of Troy and Ryan's relationship with all the the clique-barriers still in place.
Some of the characterization in this story is surprising, but it works pretty well in context. Without Gabriella making allowances for him, for example, it is possible that Troy would be more thoughtful in a relationship. And since Troy's interest in musical theater was spurred by Gabriella in canon, it makes sense that the author had to create some other common ground for the boys in the fic. It's an interesting and attractive take on this pairing.
The younger boys will throw around a basketball while they’re waiting for their rides and the older one, the one who’ll look at Ryan sometimes, has his own truck, but he’ll stick around most days to help the others with their technique. It’s on such an occasion that a particularly young-looking boy with long, dark hair and kind of a swagger about him mistimes his pass dribble thing and sends the ball flying in the direction of Sharpay’s car. Ryan, acting on his reflexes, holds his book up in front of his face and cringes behind it, like it’s really going to protect his entire body from the flying projectile. The next thing he knows, there’s laughter coming from beside him and the boy, the cute one, is leaning down to pick up the ball, which ended up ricocheting harmlessly off the rear bumper. He bounces it expertly a couple of times and then catches it in his hand – just one hand, which Ryan is secretly impressed by, although he’ll never admit it.
“You know, holding your hands up might’ve been a better defensive course of action,” the boy says mockingly, the laughter still in his voice. “Or, God forbid, catching the ball.”
Ryan shrugs sheepishly. He usually doesn’t go in for all that intimidation-by-way-of-social-status crap, but now that the boy is right in front of him – not to mention, you know, hot – he’s having trouble standing up for himself.
By now the dark-haired boy has ambled up too, and the first one – the hot one – turns to him and says, “That’s theater kids for you, I guess,” and they both laugh.
Go. Read. Love. Tell the author.
Start of Something New
Pairing: Troy/Ryan
Length: about 20,000 words
Author on LJ:
that_1_incidentAuthor Website: Fic Masterlist
Why this must be read:
This fic is based on a 'what if' - What if Gabriella never came to East High? - and really follows through. In canon, Gabriella's arrival was the catalyst for a rearrangement of the school's social structure, breaking the students out of the status quo. In this AU, none of that happened. The story follows the development of Troy and Ryan's relationship with all the the clique-barriers still in place.
Some of the characterization in this story is surprising, but it works pretty well in context. Without Gabriella making allowances for him, for example, it is possible that Troy would be more thoughtful in a relationship. And since Troy's interest in musical theater was spurred by Gabriella in canon, it makes sense that the author had to create some other common ground for the boys in the fic. It's an interesting and attractive take on this pairing.
The younger boys will throw around a basketball while they’re waiting for their rides and the older one, the one who’ll look at Ryan sometimes, has his own truck, but he’ll stick around most days to help the others with their technique. It’s on such an occasion that a particularly young-looking boy with long, dark hair and kind of a swagger about him mistimes his pass dribble thing and sends the ball flying in the direction of Sharpay’s car. Ryan, acting on his reflexes, holds his book up in front of his face and cringes behind it, like it’s really going to protect his entire body from the flying projectile. The next thing he knows, there’s laughter coming from beside him and the boy, the cute one, is leaning down to pick up the ball, which ended up ricocheting harmlessly off the rear bumper. He bounces it expertly a couple of times and then catches it in his hand – just one hand, which Ryan is secretly impressed by, although he’ll never admit it.
“You know, holding your hands up might’ve been a better defensive course of action,” the boy says mockingly, the laughter still in his voice. “Or, God forbid, catching the ball.”
Ryan shrugs sheepishly. He usually doesn’t go in for all that intimidation-by-way-of-social-status crap, but now that the boy is right in front of him – not to mention, you know, hot – he’s having trouble standing up for himself.
By now the dark-haired boy has ambled up too, and the first one – the hot one – turns to him and says, “That’s theater kids for you, I guess,” and they both laugh.
Go. Read. Love. Tell the author.
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