Author's Note: Well, I decided to write a cute Troypay story, so please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
100 Years to LiveChapter 1: I'm 15 For a Moment
By musiclover94
A bee whizzed past Troy Bolton's ear as the late May haze swept over the class. Mr. Gout, as always, didn't have the slightest notion that his class was most of his class were gazing out the window, hoping for a nonexistent breeze to come through the sheet of glass. Well, everyone except Troy, who was gazing lovingly at Sharpay Evans, who was sitting in the next row directly in front of him. She was lazily applying nail polish to her French-manicured tips. Troy was staring intently at the back of Sharpay's blonde, side-pony-tailed head, hoping to silently tell her I love you, I love you…
The bell rang and the class shuffled out.
Ok, I just have to suck it up and ask her, Troy thought, noticing a poster dating the next dance on June 4th. He walked somewhat confidently up to Sharpay, who was chatting animatedly to her friend Gabriella by her locker.
"Erm…Sharpay?" he asked, the small confidence he had built up disappeared as he looked into Sharpay's brown eyes.
"Yeah Troy?" she asked, leaning up against a locker and readjusted her books.
"Uh…never mind. See you later." His face burnt up as he entered the swarming crowd in the middle of the hallway. He thought angrily, Ugh, I was two steps away, and I flaked out! Gabriella, one of Troy's friends who knew his secret, looked at him disappearing and sighed a sigh of pity. He had sworn to Troy that she wouldn't tell Sharpay, but drastic times called for drastic measures.
"Hey Sharpay?" Gabriella asked her friend.
"Yeah?"
"Troy loves you," she said simply.
"Oh…" Sharpay said, looking guilty and looked down the hall, but Troy was long gone.
"Hey Troy?" Gabriella asked over the phone the next day.
"Yeah?" Troy said glumly.
"Meet me at Starbucks in ten minutes. I'll explain later," she said.
"Ok…" he said.
"Awesome!" Gabriella said cheerily and hung up.
She turned to Sharpay, who was dressed in a bubblegum pink dress and gold kitten heels. Her hair was in a loose bun with pieces framing her face. She was busy applying mascara in the mirror.
"Do I look okay?" she asked, turning around in the mirror.
"You look lovely dalin!" she said in a bad southern accent (No offense to people in the South)
Troy was waiting patiently in a corner of Starbucks, waiting for whatever horror Gabriella had in store for him. The door clicked open with a ding and Troy looked up and jumped in surprise. Gabriella, looking very happy with herself, and Sharpay, looking out-of-place, but probably not nearly as much as Troy, who nervously patted down his hair.
He fully expected Gabriella to sit down with him and discuss the latest scientific discovery and Sharpay to meet with her boyfriend. As he thought this, he remembered that Sharpay didn't have a boyfriend. His spirits rose slightly.
Sharpay and Gabriella waked over to Troy, who turned pale and looked down at the fake wood of the table.
"Hey Troy!" Sharpay said, flopping down in a chair opposite Troy.
"Hi," he said quickly.
Gabriella looked down at her watch and made an over-large look of surprise that made Troy think she was faking it. "Darn, I have to go. See you tomorrow!" She shot a wink and a thumbs up over her shoulder.
"So…how's basketball?" Sharpay asked.
"Oh, it's okay. How's theatre?" he asked feebly.
"It's going pretty well. I wonder what the musical will be next year!" she said happily.
"So, you're going to audition?" Troy asked, even though he knew the answer.
"Well, of course! Are you?" Sharpay laughed.
"I really don't know. I did some children's choir when I was younger," he said. Sharpay was fascinated by this new piece of information.
"Oh really?" she asked, smiling a sly smile.
"Yeah. It was okay," he said.
There was a long pause after that, in which Sharpay stared at her nail, deep in thought, and Troy flattened his hair again.
"Troy?" Sharpay finally said, looking, if possible, more nervous than Troy was.
"Yeah?"
"I love you too," she said, looking into his blue-gray eyes.
"Wh-what?" was all Troy was able to get out.
"I love you too," she repeated, still looking into his eyes, "I didn't tell you because…because I thought you wouldn't love you back," she finished, blushing slightly.
"But I do love you!" Troy said.
"Truthfully?" Sharpay asked, still gazing into his eyes with a kind of longing.
"Of course!"
"Well, now I can do," Sharpay said quietly, leaning closer, "this." She gave him a passionate kiss on the lips.
Sharpay's phone rang. She groaned and opened it up.
"Ugh, I have play practice. See you tomorrow!" she smiled, blowing a kiss at him as she walked away.
"'Bye," he said, still dazed and unconsciously touching the place where Sharpay had kissed him.
Author's Note: Lame ending, I know, but please review! The next chapter will be very fluffy.
MORE TROYPAY! For those of you who have read my other Troypay fic, Suddenly, I'm working on a sequel! Stay tuned for further details.