Hi guys ;p This is Stessa and MelleG, once again writing a fic together. We know we are already writing two right now, but we got this idea, and yeah… You see, I (Stessa) got obsessed with the Wicked Soundtrack, and especially the song Popular. I wanted MelleG to listen to it, but she refused. Then I got her convinced, and after she'd listened to it a couple of times, she fell in love with it too. So here we are, writing this fic, based over the great song Popular! We hope to see you read and review. And btw, this is a Troypay and Ryella story.
Disclaimer; We don't own HSM or the song "Popular", that's from Wicked.
Popular!
Prologue.
"Are you ready, Gabby?" Troy asked, smiling to his best friend.
"I don't know if I can do it…" Gabriella said, looking at the big house, they stood outside. It was white, and quite intimidating. But the help for her cries was right inside, along with the man of her dreams. It had taken Troy forever to convince her to get Sharpay's help.
They were friends. Sort of. But they didn't really hang out much, but they spoke in school and got along. They've been to the mall a few times, and Troy meant that was enough for Gabriella to ask her. If she wanted Ryan that bad, and wanted him to notice her, then Sharpay must be an expert. After all, Ryan took notice to her all the time.
"Just go in there." Troy said, "Sharpay is really not that bad. Don't worry, she wont bite your head off."
"Okay." Gabriella said, "I'll call you later, Troy. Thanks for supporting me."
"Anything for you, Gabby." Troy replied.
She shot him a last smile, and slowly made her way up to the house, afraid of what was to come. Maybe Sharpay would reject her, and tell her to take care of it on her own? She would feel like such a loser if that was. She would anyway, because no one really paid attention to her. She had been quite popular when she came to the school last winter, and people thought she might be dating Troy, but the moment they figured she wasn't, things weren't like that anymore.
And it didn't help that her and Troy blew off the Winter Musical, and had to leave the parts as Arnold and Minnie to Ryan and Sharpay two weeks before the opening, because they couldn't get it right. People had really believed she was there to change the school, but she had let them down. So now they didn't like her that much any longer.
Except Chad, Taylor and Troy. And surprisingly Ryan and Sharpay. They actually talked to her, and acted like best friends. Which Gabriella really appreciated. But then she started feeling weird around Ryan, and… Urgh! Stupid crush!
She took a deep breath and knocked on the door, halfway hoping that no one was home. She wasn't in luck though, because two seconds later, Sharpay opened the door, with a confused expression.
"Gabby… Hi." She mumbled, biting her lip, "Uhm… You wanna come in?"
"Thanks." Gabriella said, stepping into the hallway. Sharpay closed the door behind her, and looked expectantly at her, questions in her eyes.
"So, why are you here?"
"I need your help." Gabriella confessed.
"My help?"
"Yes." Gabriella said, "I sorta… Well, I want to be popular. Like you."
"Like me? That's so sweet!" Sharpay said, clutching her hand in front of her heart.
"Well, we're sorta friends now." Gabriella said, "So do you think you can help me?"
Sharpay looked at her, a smile playing on her lips, "Gabby - now that we're friends, I've decided to make you my new project."
A project? Wasn't that to exaggerate it a little bit?, Gabriella frowned, "You really don't have to do that."
"I know." Sharpay replied, a soft smile covering her face,"That's what makes me so nice!"
She took Gabriella's hand and pushed her gently towards the stairs. Sharpay took place in front of her, and opened her mouth;
"Whenever I see someone
Less fortunate than I
(And let's face it - who isn't
Less fortunate than I?)
My tender heart
Tends to start to bleed,"
She again, held a hand in front of her heart, and dragged Gabriella to her feet, leading the way to her room, right down the hall, on first floor.
"And when someone needs a makeover
I simply have to take over
I know, I know, exactly what they need
And even in your case
Tho' it's the toughest case I've yet to face
Don't worry - I'm determined to succeed
Follow my lead
And yes, indeed
You will be:"
She opened her arms, to let Gabriella take in her room, and continued to sing:
"Popular!
You're gonna be popular!
I'll teach you the proper ploys
When you talk to boys
Little ways to flirt and flounce
I'll show you what shoes to wear
How to fix your hair
Everything that really counts,"
She opened her walk-in closet, and took Gabriella in there. She roamed through her dresses, once in awhile taking out a few to hold up against Gabriella's body. Just to see if it would look good on her. All the while she did that, she was still singing, making Gabriella really confused.
"To be popular
I'll help you be popular!
You'll hang with the right cohorts
You'll be good at sports
Know the slang you've got to know
So let's start
'Cause you've got an awfully long way to go:"
Sharpay took Gabriella's hands, and danced around her huge room, swaying gently to the sound of her own voice.
"Don't be offended by my frank analysis
Think of it as personality dialysis
Now that I've chosen to be come a pal, a
Sister and adviser
There's nobody wiser
Not when it comes to popular -
I know about popular
And with an assist from me
To be who you'll bee
Instead of dreary who-you-were: are:
There's nothing that can stop you
From becoming popu-
Ler: lar:
La la la la
We're gonna make
You popular
When I see depressing creatures
With unprepossessing features
I remind them on their own behalf
To think of
Celebrated heads of state or
Specially great communicators
Did they have brains or knowledge?
Don't make me laugh!"
She did a few weird faces, and started jumping on the bed, with a confused Gabriella standing there. She didn't know what was going on – and why Sharpay was acting like this? Who did suddenly just start singing? No one she knew, that was for sure. Or… Apparently, Sharpay did.
"They were popular! Please -
It's all about popular!
It's not about aptitude
It's the way you're viewed
So it's very shrewd to be
Very, very popular
Like me!"
Sharpay stood next to Gabriella again, and softly said; "Why, Miss Gabriella, look at you. You're beautiful."
Gabriella shook her head, and made her way for the door, "I - I have to go:" she mumbled, and then she left.
Sharpay looked confused, but softly shrugged her shoulders, "You're welcome!
And though you protest
Your disinterest
I know clandestinely
You're gonna grin and bear it
Your new found popularity
La la la la
You'll be popular -
Just not as quite as popular
As me!"
She finished the last few lines with a beautiful voice, most for her own enjoyment. After all, Gabriella just left, and… then it hit Sharpay. Gabriella just left! She wasn't supposed to leave! She was supposed to be here, for Sharpay to help. Sharpay quickly jolted down the stairs, wanting to catch Gabriella before she left.
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"So, you really wanna help me?" Gabriella asked, looking at Sharpay with begging eyes. Sharpay had managed to catch her on their front porch, and had dragged her inside again. She'd apologised for the song, and told her not to worry. Sharpay was to the rescue.
"Of course." Sharpay said, "Why is it so important anyway?"
"Well…" Gabriella awkwardly fitted with her hands, "I kinda want Ryan to notice me."
"What!?" Sharpay shrieked, "You like Ryan? O-M-G; that's so cool!"
"O-M-G?" Gabriella questioned.
"Oh my God." Sharpay told her, but then she frowned, "Wow, you really need to learn some slang too."
"Okay…" Gabriella said, "What now?"
"First;" Sharpay said, "You need a new wardrobe."
Okay, so Sharpay has plans now. This was just the prologue, and we'll be back soon, if you want us to continue, of course. It was actually funny cuase after I (MelleG) had heard the song I wanted to write a fic. I told Stessa and she said she wanted too. So we fought about it. But as you see we ended writing it together. Anyway, leave us a review and tell us what you think!?
Tootles, MelleG and Stessa.
Peace out!