This is my very first HSM fic! I just started writing it because I was bored and thinking about how Ryan Evans acts so gay in HSM. And how Sharpay is so mean to him. Then I started feeling bad for him and well, just read this. R&R, flames are accepted.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Wish I owned Lucas Grabeel.

Summary: It's another year at East High. Everyone seems to be the same as last year. But something's wrong with Ryan. He never even talks anymore, accept when he's reciting lines or singing for the musical. He seems to look sick all the time. He just seems dead to everything. Shut off to all emotions. And not one person cares.

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Ryan Evans felt overwhelmed as he carried both his books and his twin sister's books as well. Sharpay walked in front of him as if she was on a runway; she swung her hips dramatically and every step made an annoying clicking sound. She was talking away about the next try-outs and how Ryan should try harder. How Ryan should practice more. How Ryan should do this, and do that. All about how Ryan would make her look bad. She shot a couple nasty glares at him, and Ryan only nodded in agreement with everything she said.

Sharpay was cruel, unkind, conniving, and only cared about herself. But Ryan stuck by her side because she was his sister. She was family, and he loved her. He felt obligated to cater to her ever need and do what she said. She knew how to make him break all she'd have to say is, "Ryan, I'm your sister. No, better yet: I'm your twin! You should appreciate me! You're so ungrateful."

As the Evans twins walked by everyone they were met with many remarks. "Ice queen's back!" called one boy, laughing with his friends. "More like Drama Queen." another person said. Sharpay smiled at their comments. They were simply a complement to her. But as Ryan walked down the hallway words like queer, faggot, and gay echoed around him. He turned t see where the names came from and saw the basketball team.

Troy stood next to Zeke with his arm wrapped around Gabriella. She stared up at Troy with a spaced-off smile on her face. Chad and Taylor were there also, whispering to each other and smiling. "Fag." Troy said smirking. Ryan felt himself internally flinch, as they all laughed. But the worse part was that Sharpay joined in on the laughter.

She momentarily stopped in front of them all. Ryan reluctantly stopped as well. They all were looking at him, and his unusual amount books. "Hey, Zeke." Sharpay said, grinning. "Hello, Sweetheart." He cooed back. Ryan felt like gagging and diverted his gaze. Zeke and Sharpay continued talking and calling each other pet names, until the warning bell signaled. "Bye, Zekey!" She said.

He smiled back at her, before he turned to walk the other way. Ryan silently followed his sister, realizing he was going to be late for his next class. He handed Sharpay her books before she turned and left him without even a thank you. "Your welcome." He whispered to himself. He felt tears flood to his eyes and he began to choke up. No wonder they all call you a fag! I mean, your standing here crying about how your sister didn't say thank you. Grow some balls, Ryan! The voice in his head sounded like a shadowing of Sharpays voice. He quickly wiped away his pathetic tears and gripped his wrists tightly.

He turned to walk all the way back to his math class, which was on the other side of the building on the third floor. The last bell rang and Ryan didn't even bother to run to class. He was five minutes late and the teacher didn't even notice as he slipped inside the classroom door.

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R&R please. If you have any suggestions on my story please tell me them! Well yeah, I'm kinda proud of this.