Sharpay's POV

Daily Routine

It was 7:30am; I was running around the streets of New York to get to my destination: Cadabry Dance Studio. I'm a ballet teacher and my class was supposed to start at 7:30am, and yet here I am, still on the streets, running late. Literally.

As I had finally reached my destination, I was relieved to see my students sitting on a circle, waiting for me. I clocked in, 7:39am. I was relieved that I was not 10 minutes late. My boss always freaks out whenever I go pass ten minutes.

I dropped my bag at a corner and walked towards the young ballerinas. I tried to ignore the glares that their parents were giving me, but I could still feel their stares. I took a shaky breath and clapped my hands together. The students looked up immediately.

"Alright, let's get some ballet dancing here!" I said cheerfully.

I am teaching a class of young girls. Some below ten, and some were teenagers. I find the children easier to teach rather than those naggy teenagers who always complain.

"Miss Sharpay, I need help." A young girl told me, tugging my shirt.

"Oh, what's wrong, sweetie?" I asked her as I squatted down so I can be in her height level.

"I can't raise my leg as high as what you told me" She said,

"Well, how high can your leg go?" I asked her,

She stepped back and raised her leg as high as she could. It was nowhere close to what I told them, but it was high enough,

"Don't worry, sweetie, its fine! It's very close. I'll allow you to do it that way, alright?" I asked her,

She nodded, "Thank you, Miss Sharpay!" She said as she kissed my cheek,

I giggled, "Just keep on practicing, okay? Just so in case you might be able to raise it up higher. But, if not, it doesn't matter." I said, she beamed,

"Okay!" She said happily. She walked over to her friends and they practiced together.

I felt myself smile at them. They were so young and they're already doing what they want… I was raised in the country side. My mom was a housewife and my dad was a farmer. We handled ourselves pretty well, but I wasn't able to do what I always wanted to as a child. But still, I was happy and content.

For the past hour, I thought the children more and more steps, they kept up pretty well, but I knew they were tired, and so was I.

"Alright, girls, you can take your five minute break now!" I announced. They all let out a breath of relief and ran towards their water bottles. I chuckled and walked over to the registration counter where my best friend was posted.

"Hey, Taylor" I greeted her as I skipped to her side and kissed her cheek,

"Morning, sunshine," She greeted back. I giggled,

"So, how are things today?" I asked her as I leaned on her seat, she was using the computer; the rules clearly state that employees should only use the computer for office matters only, but Taylor doesn't really follow all the rules.

"Pretty good," She said, she was in Google researching something I cannot comprehend.

"What's that you're searching for?" I asked her as I leaned in closer to the screen.

"I was just researching for tickets to the next Laker game" She told me. Her fingers were gliding on the keyboard; I wasn't even sure what she was typing.

"A Laker Game, since when were you interested in Basketball games?" I asked her,

Taylor was never a fan of Basketball. "Well, I heard that their Star player's best friend joined his team, and he looks cute!" Taylor clapped her hands together. I chuckled and shook my head; Taylor always had this weird way of being a complete feminist and just being a lovesick girl. It confused us a lot, but that is just one of the best qualities of hers.

"Oh, I see. How does he look like?" I asked her, she quickly opened a window where a picture of a guy in a yellow and violet jersey appeared.

"That's him! His name is Chad Danforth! Isn't he gorgeous?!" She exclaimed, I scanned the guy she was talking about; he was naturally tan, with a brown colored hair in an afro style. He looks okay, but he was a bit too brawny for my liking.

"Well, he's something, alright!" I perked up to match her mood. She smiled widely at me before looking past me, her eyes suddenly widened and she began to exit all the windows she used to research on this basketball player of hers.

I looked at the direction she stared at and I saw our boss walk in. I laughed at how Taylor panicked, but she raised her eyebrows in reply.

"Why aren't you rushing away? You are supposed to have a class going on right now!" She reminded. Shoot! She was right! My eyes widened in panic and I rushed to my class. I cannot be caught slacking off again by the boss! I heard her laughter from behind me.

"Alright, everyone, back in here, please!" I yelled. All of the girls walked toward me, they seemed to have calmed down already, and that was good, so I continued on practicing with them until noon.

"Alright, that's good for today! You can all go now, I'll see you tomorrow, same time!" I said, before clapping my hands together again, "Class dismissed"

As I said those two words, they all grabbed their stuff and walked to the door. I breathed out an exhausted breath and walked over to Taylor, who was waiting for me by the main door of the studio,

I stole a glimpse at her desk; it read "LUNCH BREAK". I smiled and nearly ran to where she stood.

"Let's go!" I said as I linked my arm to hers; we walked around the big city of New York and walked to our usual hang-out, Brown Café.

We took our usual table, and ordered the same food. Taylor ordered a sandwich, and I ordered a salad, both our beverage is Iced Tea.

Suddenly, our other friend walked in and sat by us, "Hey guys! I'm sorry I'm late! My boss can be such a pain!" Gabriela said as she tried to catch her breath. She ordered her food soon after and then, another friend of ours arrived, with the same breathing pattern as Gabriella's when she just got here.

"Hey! I'm sorry I'm late, did I miss anything?" Kelsi asked with her chest rising and falling rapidly. "Don't worry, Kels. Its fine and you didn't miss anything" Taylor assured her. She ordered her food next and then, one by one, our orders have arrived.

"So, did you hear about that new cute basketball player of the Lakers?" Taylor mused. Here we go again.

We ate our lunch and discussed some things we needed to go over.

"So, I was thinking, since we'll all get our salaries this Friday, then maybe this Saturday we can go shop for new furniture for our apartment" Gabriella suggested. The four of us share an apartment. It wasn't all big and classy, but it was just right. We share in the monthly payment.

"This Saturday?" Taylor asked with big eyes. "Yeah" Gabriella replied. I thought it was a good idea. Our furniture is all second-hand. We really do need to buy new ones, first hand ones.

"I'm up for it!" I told them, "Same here" Kelsi said. Taylor sighed, and finally agreed to come. I laughed at her pouty face, "Don't worry, Tay, we can watch that Laker game on TV; I'll even watch it with you" I reassured her. That brought a smile to her face.

"Thanks, Shar" She said. We all checked the clock of the café and gasped. It was five minutes before our break was over, and since we are all wearing very delicate footwear, running back to our posts is not the brightest and easiest thing to do. So we paid our bill and rushed to the streets and into our supposed destinations.

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Troy's POV

Life in the fast lane

It's already 7:00pm when I arrived at the apartment of my Best Friend, Chad. He was throwing a party for his achievement in being a part of the Lakers team. I could tell that he was very happy. He spent most of his life playing basketball on minor league championship games, but never a part of the NBA. I remember when I told him that our coach wanted him to be a part of the Lakers. He was jumping so high for joy. And I can tell that he is gonna tackle me with a huge hug when I arrive at his party.

I opened the door of my new Black Chrysler, and tossed the keys to the Valet. I entered the building and several reporters tackled me with questions and cameras that were pointing on my direction.

"…What can you say to your friend's immediate popularity?"

"….How long have you been best friends?"

"…What are your friend's strengths and weaknesses?"

"…Does he have a child? A wife? A girlfriend? Anyone we know?"

I ignored them and kept walking away. They followed me, it was only when the security guards held them back that they stopped; I slipped a bill on a security guard's pocket. I didn't really know how much I gave, but I didn't care. I pressed the button on the elevator, and I waited. Finally, the doors opened and I entered. I pressed the floor number of Chad's apartment.

When I got there, the music was so loud that you can hear it in every room of his place. I saw him push through the sea of people and ran towards my direction. He gave me a big hug and I swear I heard something crack.

"Troy, my man!" He said with a huge smile on his face. His breath smelled like alcohol but he wasn't completely wasted…yet. "Sup, Chad?! This party is rocking" I said. It really was a great party. There was a bar with lots of alcoholic liquors, I bet; and his guests were all beautiful people. There were hot supermodels and other NBA players were here, too.

"Thanks, man! Y'know, all this would be impossible if it weren't for you! So, enjoy the party and don't be shy to use my bedroom…y'know, if the need arises" He winked at me. I knew exactly what he was talking about. I looked around the room and saw a hot blonde supermodel looking at me seductively. I looked back at Chad and shook my head, "Thanks, man. But I'll spend the night alone this time" I said as I winked back at him.

He laughed, and I couldn't help but join him. "If you say so, but just in case… it's open for ya. Help yourself with a drink, though" He said as she almost pushed me to bar; I followed willingly. When I was seated, he left me to talk to one of our friends.

"How may I help you?" The bartender asked me, I looked at the menu and searched for a drink that's in my liking. It was hard to choose; almost every drink I'm aware of was in the menu. I chuckled, and let go of the menu, "Surprise me" I told him. He smirked at me and started mixing liquors and putting them on a wine glass.

I grabbed the glass and drunk it all at once. "Thanks, I'll have another one" I told him. The drink was tasty, and strong, very strong. But, I figured, it is a party and it is useless to show a dignified image if almost everyone in the room was wasted already. I gulped the drink all at once again. Soon after that, I kept on drinking every liquor I found until I knew I've lost it. I walked groggily to one of the couches and sat there. I felt extremely tired and sick, my stomach began to boil; I knew exactly what was gonna happen. I ran to the closest bathroom, but as I opened the door, I saw a person inside; I rushed away quickly, not caring who it was, and who it was with. I just decided to run to Chad's bedroom and into his private bathroom. I vomited my guts out and when it finally ended, I rinsed my mouth and walked over to his bed. He did say I could use his room when the need arises, and I feel sleepy, so…. Yeah, I'll use it.

I flopped down his bed and soon enough, I felt my eyes slowly closing. Amazing, for a drunk guy as myself, took care of myself pretty well.