"What?" Sharpay asked sitting up on her bed.

"No…I understand but…Paul will you just…" she said and sighed, "Okay, I'll talk to him" and clasped her phone shut.

Sharpay glanced at the clock beside her bed and the red lights blinked back at her, 4:56 a.m., she sighed shaking her head and falling back onto her pillows, Paul's voice ringing on her ears.

OoOoOo

Three days later, East High's hallway

"Miss Evans" the secretary, Jane, called Sharpay as she talked to Troy and the rest of the guys.

Sharpay turned at her annoyed by being interrupted, "What?"

"Uh, Mister Melucci is waiting for you at the reception" the woman said nervously.

"Mister who?"

"Paul" Ryan coughed.

She looked back at him in confusion but took a double take as her eyes caught sight of a handsome featured boy standing by the front desk staring at her. Sharpay blinked at him and her jaw dropped.

"Paul?" Sharpay asked into the air walking towards him.

Paul barely flinched at her glare, actually he simply smirked, "Ready, Evans?"

Sharpay's glare disappeared and she stepped away from him abruptly, "What?"

"I thought you had talked to Ryan didn't you?"

"You said I had one week" she snapped.

He smiled and smoothed the winkles of his Gucci button down shirt, "Aren't you a little too old to be believing in everything people tell you?"

Sharpay looked at him in disbelief and had to crave her nails into her palms to not slap him, "You lied to me?"

Paul looked up at her in confusion, "Why does that shocks you so much?"

She pursed her lips and glared at him.

"I hope you packed your bags"

Sharpay blinked at him confusedly, "My bags? Why would you…you're here to take me with you" she stated.

"Of course I am, why other reason would I come down here?" He asked perplexed, for someone so smart Sharpay could be so slow sometimes.

"I thought…who send you, how did you got yourself involved in this thing?" Sharpay asked flipping around subjects.

Paul shook his head and blinked at her, "What?"

"Why are you here?" She asked slowly.

"Uh, I, I was, uh, requested as well" he said back just as slowly.

"You? Requested? Who would be crazy enough to ask for you?" Sharpay exclaimed.

"Apparently the same crazy person who asked for you!" He snapped back.

Sharpay stepped back and had to again make a hole on her hands or else she would slap him.

"Look do you think I want to be here?" Paul asked tiredly after she didn't say anything, Sharpay looked at him, "I am a college freshman Sharpay, do you actually think I'm pleased to be here stealing you away from your friends and boyfriend?"

"How do you know I have a boyfriend?"

Paul smiled and nodded towards her and Troy's hands, "As far as I know people only wear matching rings when they are committed"

She looked down at her silver ring in sorrow, "Do I really have to go?"

He approached her and put his hand up to her face, stroking it softly, "I told you, the only downer of being rich, you have duties to your family"

Sharpay leaned into his touch and closed her eyes, "It's in times like those that I wish I wasn't rich at all"

Paul laughed softly and leaned down to kiss her forehead softly, she looked up at him and black met brown, thankfully his cell phone rang and he had to back away to answer it.

He walked to the door and talked to whoever was on the other line for a while, then turned back to her and smiled before walking back to his car.

Sharpay smiled back but remembered she was still at school, she turned around to see Troy walking away shaking his head.