Your DCOM Adventure

You finish the song, and a severe looking woman calls from the back row that Gabriella (you’re guessing this is you now) and Troy (now you have a name to put to that pretty face at least) have a callback. Troy grabs your hand and squeezes, gazing at you with a smile so contagious you can't help but return the grin, even though you’re not quite sure what is going on. The rest of the week you float along, getting in the rhythm of things, practicing for an academic decathlon (where on earth did you pickup advanced chemistry?) and most importantly, daydreaming about your callback with Troy! Things go south however when: