My first HSM fanfic! Yay? Anyway…

Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own HSM, but I can dream, can't I?

Ryan's POV

All parents think that the most troubling part of taking care of kids is the part when they're babies. I mean, with all that kicking and screaming, they probably aren't ready for the train when they become teenagers. I don't need to be a parent to know that a teenager is more of a pain in the ass than a baby is. I know from my dearest older sister by 5 minutes, Sharpay Evans and my dearest 10 year old baby brother, Clyde.

My troubles first start off when Sharpay and I are in the 8th grade. Sharpay becomes more teenager like, A.K.A rebellious. For years my parents have been saying, "you can't go dating until you're 15" and you know what? Sharpay went off and became Ms. Independent and got her self a boyfriend. And with any father who is over protective, you probably already know that my dad got furious.

And to make matters worse, Clyde was practically a retard. You would have to yell at him to get things through his head, which I never understood. You could explain the same thing to him for 2 hours and he'd only pick up the first two words.

I don't think my parents hate me though. They give out a lot of hints that I'm the favorite.

Flash Back

I was in the 8th grade, and sick with the stomach flu that was going through the school. My mom made me sleep in the living room because she wanted me to be near the bathroom and near her and my father since my room was in the basement.

Thinking I was asleep, I heard her talking to her friend on the phone (it was on speaker phone).

"God! I never thought handling kids would be a problem!" I heard her friend say.

"You're telling me! There's something wrong with all my kids!" My mom says, and god, those words hurt a lot, but then I hear her say, "Sharpay is so rebellious and has attitude problems, Clyde is just so frustrating! And Ryan…hm…I don't think I have any problems with Ryan, he's always so…respectful and…helpful…maybe not all my kids have issues."

"Ooh, yeah, Ryan is such a sweet boy; I guess 1 out of 3 kids will end up being the best." Her friend says.

Oh, gez. Trust me; if they heard what I was think in my head, they wouldn't be saying that right now.

End Flash Back

So that basically just shows that they adore me than the other two, but of course they try and make it look like we're all equal. But one day in the 6th grade, Sharpay asked them, "Do you love Ryan more than me and Clyde?"

And then they said, "What? No! Why would you think that?"

And Sharpay would say, "Because you don't yell at him as often as you do with us! You only yell at him because he doesn't talk a lot."

Not knowing what to say they asked me to act dumb, but still get good grades. They knew that I was a total Ace in school and that my acting was perfect, so I never show my grades to Sharpay and act stupid all the time. My parents yell at me like they would with Clyde and Sharpay thought I was stupid period.

Present time

"RYAN!" Sharpay's screech interrupted my thoughts.

"What?" I called back.

"COME UP HERE!" And with that, I took off to the main hallway and to the front door where Sharpay was.

"Where are you going?" I asked when I noticed her heels and purse.

"I'm going out. Don't tell mommy and daddy, okay?" She said slowly, making sure I heard, plus using "mommy and daddy" to make sure I knew she was talking about our mom and dad. Wouldn't you just want to punch her?

"Okay, Shar." I muttered as I crossed my fingers behind my back.

"Buh bye then." She said as she left the house.

Break a leg sneaking out, and I do mean to literally break a leg, I thought.

Oh well, this just means more staying in my room time. Why? Because, 3…2…1.

"Hey, Ryan, what're you doing up here?" My dad asked as he opened the front door.

Wouldn't you like to know?

"Getting a snack." I said as I walked towards the kitchen and grabbed myself some popcorn.

"Sharpay?" My mom called out. "Sharpay honey? …Sharpay?"

My dad sighed, "Ryan…?"

"The usual." I answered.

Running a hand through his hair, my dad took out his cell phone and called Sharpay.

"Sharpay Evans! Get your butt back in my house right NOW!" and with that, he hung up on her.

A few minutes later, Sharpay came through the front doors.

"And where were you going young lady?" My mom asked.

"Somewhere away from you…" Sharpay muttered.

"Excuse me?" My mom yelled.

"I was going to my friend's house!" Sharpay yelled back.

"Don't you yell at me young lady! Now go to your room!"

Glaring at my mom, Sharpay stomped up the stairs to her room. Frustrated, my parents went into the living room and sat down on the couch. Stuffing my face with more popcorn, I followed them.

"Where did we go wrong?" My dad muttered.

"Uh…you guys know that she's going to sneak through her window…right?" I asked.

"What?" My father asked as he turned looked up at me.

Grinning, I walked up to a window, pulled the currents open and pointed out at the tree that was next to Sharpay's room. And guess who was climbing down the tree? Starts with an S…

My dad groaned when he looked out the window.

"Thanks for telling us Ryan…" He muttered.

"I take no credit." I pointed out.

Nodding, my dad headed out side to yell at my sister.

"Ryan, you're such a good boy" My mom said as she hugged me.

Oh yeah, I am such a good boy…

TBC

Well…that's the 1st chapter, hope you liked it.