Prologue:

"I love you." Ryan Evans confessed under the gray pregnant sky.

Standing outside on the tarmac steps of East High, Troy Bolton's eyes widened with shock. Fear flashed briefly in his eyes followed by cold anger. "Is this a prank?"

"No." Ryan shook his limp head, tears welling in his eyes as he felt Troy's cold gaze on him. Strands of fine water droplets pelted their heads and skins, camouflaging the hot tears of the blond.

"I'm sorry. I can not reciprocate your feelings towards me." Troy muttered softly and began to walk away from Ryan. "I love Gabriella."

Ryan remained still, rooted to the cold slippery steps of East High. Slowly he felt his calm collected self shattered as his body shook violently with each tear that dripped down from his face. "It's ok…"Ryan tried to calm himself. "That's the last time we will be seeing each other. Nothing lost. Nothing gained."

A fine gentleman in a black tailored suit gazed steadily out of the window of his private jet, recalling bitter memories of his past.

Ryan chuckled softly as he helped himself to some wine. Cold blue eyes that showed little to no emotions studied the interior of his private jet. At the age of twenty four, Ryan Evans was at the peak of his game. He was believed to have great potentials to become one of the world's greatest entrepreneurs and he was proud of it.

He had discarded many of his old habits, believes and penchants. He thanked Troy Bolton for his current success but at the same time cursed him. He still loved that man in ways he could not express but he rather kill himself than to admit that fact again.

He recalled the announcement his father made two days after his confession to Bolton. Troy would be receiving finacial aid from his parents with one simple condition. Troy must work for the Evans. Hold a post in the Evans' company and help them to expand their investments and lead the market.

It was pretty obvious how fond his father was toward Troy. His father had always wanted a son like Troy. Though his father had never openly object Ryan's behaviour, he was aware of the elder man's disappointment in him. He knew what his father expected out of him since he was born.

Tipping the wine glass a little, he took another long sip.

He was finally going back home. His father had called him back to aid in the family's business. He had finally earned the respect and trust he was due. He had finally earned his rightful place in the Evans' household.

Leaning back, he pondered about his sister Sharpay. He had not seen her ever since he had left for Europe, declining the offer from the Juilliard. It was good to hear from her last night as she told Ryan all about her plans.

As he was trying to recall his conversation with his sister, a loud explosion was heard from the side of his cabin followed by a sudden dip of the plane to the right. Rising quickly to his feet, he jabbed the emergency button on the panel located on his armrest. Before he could register what his copilot was announcing, he felt himself thrown back to his seat as the plane went into a dangerous nose dive.

Author: Err...that's about it. The prologue I mean...Short. This is all I can manage in an hour. Laugh weakly...