A/N: My first response to HSM 2! Because the funniest scene had to be when Sharpay suddenly appeared in a wedding dress. Okay maybe the scene where Troy danced around the golf course and desert by himself was funnier, but the song was great. Okay, here it is. It's just a small snippet. Oh, and Troy's POV, by the way. Enjoy! R&R! Thanks! -Mac

Disclaimer: I don't own HSM 2. But can you imagine how many televisions had that channel playing on Friday night?

A Vision in White

A single image--burned upon my retinas, and imprinted on my brain--made me re-evaluate every decision I had made recently.

I had done all this for my future--the one I wanted. Yet, as I caught a glimpse at what this meant for my future, I wasn't sure if this really was the future I wanted. It had seemed like it was, at the time. But as I got a chance to step back and really look at what I had become--it was all wrong. All wrong.

My Dad had been nagging me about how much college was going to cost, and then to have a scholarship fall right in my lap. What was I supposed to do? Not act the way I did. I was just so terrified of looking into the future and getting it handed to me on a silver platter sounded good. It didn't matter that it was being carried by Sharpay Evans and it came with a whole trayful of consequences. At the time.

Of course, when I backed away from the midst of that craziness, I saw how wrong I was to ever go that route. Sharpay always comes with an alterior motive. Always. And I should have seen it. I was so blinded by the splendor of it all.

Let's just say the sight of Sharpay all in white, really woke me up.

I had lost sight of what was happening in the present. The things I did, I did in the name of my future. I didn't see what it was costing me in the moment. My friends, Gabriella, myself. I was losing myself for a future I didn't want. It was very ironic. Pathetic.

Yet I didn't know how to solve the problem. How do you solve a problem that has already raged out of your control?

I didn't realize what I was doing until it was too late. I had already done it. It had happened and I couldn't change it. But that moment, singing--performing--with Sharpay felt so wrong. Foreign and strange, but wrong more than anything else. The song written for Gabriella and me, morphed and disfigured...wrong. The warning bells rang and the lights flashed red. "STOP!" they yelled at me. It had felt right with Gabriella--so right.

I could feel it from the very depth of me that I had made a God awful mistake. But that didn't do anything to fix it.

And for Sharpay to say we were meant to sing together? It couldn't get any worse. Oh, how wrong I was. That single image with stay with me forever. No matter how hard I tried to wash my mind of it. And it wouldn't help me with what was to come. I was thouroughly unprepared. And the fear, the fear for my future, was back full force. Because I was losing myself, my friends. And more importantly I was losing Gabriella for a vision in white.

...end...

That's it! I know it was really short, but that's all it was meant to be. So don't review saying it was too short. I've gotten that before. It's not actually a story unless its over so many words. It's just a scene, a drabble, a snippet...deal. I know how much I wrote thank you. Sorry, I had my rant...

And if you do decide to review, I just have a little request. If you've happened to have seen the movie more than my record one times could any of you give me the exact wording (or somewhat close to it) of when Sharpay asks Ryan when he became one of the staffers and he said it was a compliment (I'm looking for both lines-Sharpay's and Ryan's). I have an idea to go along with that. If any of you could help me with that it would be appreciated. Thanks! Review, review, review:) -Mac