She is beautiful. She loves dancing, reading, writing, acting and singing. She is sweat and nice. Smart and kind. Almost perfect. She's almost the opposite of me.
I just wanted attention, just wanted friends, just wanted love, just wanted him. But I've change. It was summer. Even I could change.
Getting back to her, she is all that stuff I just said and one more. She is my best friend.
Yeah, sounds crazy, but I learned to love. I loved her, as my best friend. But the problem is that I found out that I love him too. Not just as a whim. Just as love.
And Gabriella and Troy are together. My best friend and the boy I love.
Fake. Keyword. MY keyword.
Fake smile, fake approbation, fake laugh, and fake happiness. All was fake for me when they were holding hands next to me. When she is talking to me about how great she is going with Troy. When his gentle lips touch hers in front of my face.
I'm sure they don't want to hurt me. They have already forgiven me. They just think that I'm OK; that I'm over him… I thought that too, but well… I'm not.
I don't want you to get the wrong idea. I love her, but I can't tell my self not to feel this way anymore. I don't what to feel this way anymore, I just CAN'T stop feeling this way.
"They look SOOOOOO sweat" squealed Taylor in the library. "I think they are going to get married".
Fake Approbation.
"Hey Shar!" They said entering in the classroom holding hands. "Hey guys!" I responded.
Fake Smile.
"OH SHAR! I CAN'T BE MORE HAPPY!" Yelled Gabriella in our weakly pajama party.
Fake Happiness.
I don't want to be fake anymore. Being real in ALL the aspects of my life is a priority. As you could say, I've live acting all my life. Even under the stage.
Just Ryan can look under my fake face. He can see what I feel. But he never talk about it, and I appreciate that. I don't want to talk, I want to stop feeling.
Now I'm in my bed, crying my heart out. I just can't handle this anymore.
Suddenly the door open and Ryan's face appeared in the darkness. I told him with my eyes that he can come inside. He just nodded and come close to me, sitting in my bed. He hugged me.
"Just let him go." He whispered. "If you love them, let them be happy."
And with that sweat sound in my ear, I fall a sleep.
Today is a new day, sun finally shine in my heart. Today, I'll let him go; I'll let them be happy.
They entered to East High holding hands as usual. A new feeling shakes in my stomach, real happiness. A real smile is shining in my face. All is getting real now. It still hurts a bit, but I'm determinate to win this fight. And Sharpay Evans NEVER loses.
A fight for a full of love life.
Not a fake one, but a REAL one.