Taylor Mckessie would be the first person to admit that there was zero chemistry between her and her pseudo boyfriend, Chad Danforth. Taylor also knew that one of the main reasons for the lack of chemistry between her and Chad was because he didn't like girls. He made no secret to her that he was gay and had been for quite some time. In fact, the only reason he even asked her out in the first place was because Troy had suggested he do so and seeing as how there was never going to be anything more than a one sided love between Chad and Troy, he had no choice but to at least try and take his mind off of the newly dubbed drama king now that he was with Gabriella for good. And what better way to do that than to attempt a hookup with that girl's best friend?
Of course Taylor knew all of this, but then again, Taylor had no problem with that. She didn't have a problem with the fact that she and her "boyfriend" would sit around watching and critiquing gay porn together, which was often her idea, while other couples had dinner and a movie. She also enjoyed the fact that they could sit and talk for hours about everything from Taylor's thoughts on global warming to venting to each other about the subliminal racist comments they would receive about their "thick" and "rugged" hair texture. There weren't many people of color at East High, let alone New Mexico in general, so she enjoyed having someone around that she could vent to on the pressures of being the smart black girl in a nearly all white school. She didn't have a problem with that at all. In fact, she LOVED it.
She did have one problem though. It's something that she didn't ever realize she had a problem with, until today. She was in love with Chad. Not that "Oh-Em-Gee I love Joe Jonas so much!" love, but full on Angel and Collins love. Unconditional, I'll love you no matter what love . But what killed her the most was that this love could never be returned back to her .Not because he was gay, but because he was in love with someone else. Five foot eight, 135 pounds of blonde haired blue-eyed Evans. Ryan Evan's to be exact. If anyone even implied Sharpay was anywhere near 135 pounds she'd have them beheaded. But this isn't about the Ice Queen.
No. This was about the brown skinned, dark haired beauty who does nothing but daydream about spending her time with her gay lover. The girl who hangs on every word he said about his lurid sexual adventures with the pretty blonde sweetheart. Then she realized, that's all he ever does. He keeps her hanging on.
Taylor knew eventually she would have to let go of this twisted fantasy that she could marry Chad and let him have all the Ryan he wanted on the side. She had watched one to many Oprah specials on the subject and it sort of built a false hope for her. What's funny is that Chad would constantly ask her if she would like for him to stop talking about his devious behavior with Ryan but she'd always say no. She enjoyed being his cover-up. It was sort of her way of shielding him from any more hurt that could be inflicted on him through the bigots of East High, but more importantly, She enjoyed hanging on.