Hey guys! I'm new here and this is my first story here on this site! I hope you guys all enjoy it- its Troypay so why wouldn't you?!
This chapter is a bit dark, but I hope you like it. I worked hard on it.
Disclaimer- I own nothing but the plot.
Sharpay nervously waited. She sat on her bed and tapped her foot against the carpet and put a hand over her stomach. She closed her eyes and brought her legs up against her chest, hugging them. She laid her head on her knees and silently started crying.
This couldn't be happening. Not now. Not during her senior year in high school. Not when there would be talent scouts at her next performance. Not at all.
Yet, here she was, awaiting the results of that night. The consequence of doing what she did that night. That night could be the night that changes her life.
Beep
She lifted her head up and looked towards the door. Mascara marks down her cheeks. Eye liner smudged. Eyes, red and puffy. The beep that was the sound of deciding if her life would fall apart. The beep that could ruin everything she's ever wanted. The beep that could ruin her life.
She stood up shakily and slowly walked to the door, fear erupting throughout her body. She put a shaking hand on the doorknob and opened the bathroom door. She walked over to the counter where the beep came from. She looked at herself in the mirror, face full of fear and vulnerability. She shook her head at herself and her shameful decision made that night.
She looked down on the white counter, looking directly at the item. The item that had beeped. The item that has two possible answers. She picked up the item. She closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath.
How could I have fucked up so badly? How come that stupid night came back to haunt me and could fuck everything up? How did my future come down to this stupid stick?
Her face contorted into anger. And still fear. She cursed herself. Many times. Before this day and everyday to come. She slammed her empty hand down on the counter as a way to try to release that anger.
She opened her eyes and took another look at herself in the mirror. She would never let herself look this way. She was always perfect. Every hair in place. Make up done perfectly. Just the right amount of accessories.
But not now. Now, her hair was out of place, her hands messing it up as she ran her fingers through it in anger. Her make up practically gone. Mascara down her cheeks and eye liner smudged across her face. No accessories at all. Her brightness that was always there, gone. Her genuine smile replaced by an angry scowl. Her personality, dull as ever.
She shook her head and looked down. The white and blue item shaking slightly due to her hand. She brought it close to her face so she could read the little answer. She read the item. Her face was emotionless. She read the answer over and over again in her head. She threw it down on the counter and screamed. She let out all her anger, sadness and fear.
She stopped screaming, breathing heavily. She put her head in her hands and fell to the floor. She sobbed. Everything that she had worked hard for was gone. Everything she had wanted in life was gone. All because of that one night. She cried as the answer kept repeating in her head, haunting her.
Positive
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