Hey there, co-Ryelsi fanatics. here's another one from me. Just want to say that this is mostly narrative and there isn't much conversations (i'm not good at that) so i hope you don't get bored.

Anyway, to get this rolling, i do not own HSM, nor have any relations to the people behind it or the characters. otherwise,t hat would make me a very rich person. I don't know or own LM Montgomery as well, i just fell in love with this line.

Perhaps Romance

"Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one's life with pomp and blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one's side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music; perhaps . . . perhaps . . . love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath."

L.M. Montgomery

Chapter 1: Pomp and Blare

To say that he was born privileged would be an understatement. Sure, he wasn't some billionaire heir that graces the Forbes list every year but he knows very well that the financial circumstances on which he was born in was far more than most children in the whole country, make that world, came into. His twin may have made the most of that situation, not always in a way he approved of, but as fun as it was having everything and not having to worry about getting what you want, he wished he had what most normal kids his age has: friends who hang out at your house every Friday for pizza and movies, clothes that he actually wants to wear and no worries about a multi-million corporation to take over someday. And maybe a nice pretty girl for a girlfriend who is not half-running scared of his sister, nor one that is his twin's replica.

Call it an act of rebellion, or maybe a futile attempt at normalcy, but driving his Vespa around town instead of a Mustang that his twin has, makes him feel… well, normal. Although, if you think about it, he could've gotten a middle-priced car and achieved the same result, but this is Ryan Evans we're talking about. Since when did he ever choose anything less than unusual? Sure, the Vespa is a bit…uhm, different and he does turn heads around when he passes by but it is still far from the reaction he will get if he does drive that luxury car that's been resting in their 6-car garage since his sixteenth birthday. Come to think of it, that might actually get him a girlfriend, maybe not the kind that he was looking for but girlfriend just the same. That might help dispelling the rumors that he's gay. Just because a guy wears pink pants doesn't mean he's gay. Check Wikipedia and you might be surprised that pink is actually originally a masculine color. Then again, if he really wanted to look "masculine" he should've taken up his father's offer of that big motorbike same as the one Brad Pitt drives around. But again, we come to full circle that he will end up getting the kind of added attention he doesn't need. What with a sister like Sharpay, you don't really need as much spotlight given her glittery outfit.

The time they transferred to Albuquerque from Rhode Island was the time he realized what big gap his current lifestyle is from other people. For one, they used to go to a private school before where almost all of the students are in the same socio-economic bracket as he's in. transferring to East High was a bit tough. It was so different, and he wondered, during his first week, how he'll be able to survive. But before he can even come up with any ideas, his twin beat him up to a plan. They are taking over. If not the whole school, then at least a part of it and the drama club was it. It was what they are good at, given the voice, dance and acting lessons they got into from the first summer that they can walk and talk. If there was one thing he is thankful for having that much money at his – at least his parents' – disposal was that he got to improve on what he loved best because they can afford him lessons. Not just some lessons, but lessons from the best.

And so it was, as everyone at East High now knows, the Evans twins rule the drama club. Well, mostly Sharpay does, but hey they share the same surname. To say that he doesn't approve of his sister's plan would be wrong. It was a brilliant idea; he just thinks that maybe they didn't have to be so mean doing it. But since he lacked the energy to argue with her, nor a better idea to top hers, he went along with her like a little bird following a trail of cookie crumbs. It doesn't mean that he has no backbone at all. It's just that he loves his sister, and for most of their lives it was just him and her against the big bad world. He certainly will not leave her alone just like that. He wouldn't want to see her crash and burn. As icy as Sharpay seems to the rest of the world, he knows how vulnerable and delicate she is in the inside. He was there to see her get backstabbed at their old school, and she cried and refused to go to school for days. No, he would stick by her side and watch out for her, even if it means going along with her "evil" plans. But maybe, just maybe, someone could take his place and relieve him of his duties for a while just so he can make something of himself. As helpless as he already is in breaking her icy facade, he hopes someone would come along and melt her ice. And maybe, just maybe, both of them will have true friends who will accept and love them despite or regardless of their money.

And as the fireworks occupied the sky that New Year's Eve, he can't help feeling that something new is coming their way. Something that's beyond his imagination. "Something" that someday will be a permanent fixture in his life along with his music.