22-year-old Sharpay lay on Troy's bed. She got majorly drunk. Troy told her to quit drinking, but she didn't listen. Troy told her she had to come, she did. They were going out. She woke up. She didn't remember much of what happened the night before. She felt something at her feet. It moved up and down her leg. It felt like, an arm? She knew who it was, not Ryan, or Gaby. Troy of course!
She wiggled her way under the covers to Troy. He stared at her. She smiled. "Hi, I guess I should've listened to you. I got so drunk. I'm sorry." she said. Troy gave her a look that said, "you shouldn't be."
"I guess I should've payed more attention to you. You're my girlfriend, I should've looked out for you." Troy opened his mouth to say more put she put her manicured nail up to his lips. He moved her finger and kissed her. He pulled away quickly.
"What?" she asked.
"You need to rinse your mouth before I touch your lips again." he warned. She sighed. Love always came with a price. She got up and felt tipsy. She started to tip. Troy picked her up. Sharpay giggled.
"What are you doing?" she asked
"Helping my girlfriend." he simply answered. She smiled. He was always trying to help her, especially after high school. Everyone was in college. But, they only took a few classes a semester because of their jobs. Sharpay, Gabriella, and Taylor all ran a cosmetic company, Beauty. And Ryan and Troy both worked a a downtown bar, and worked at a sport shop, Chad worked the local pool and the sport shop. Zeke, he was a professional cook.
He set her down on the floor and grabbed a brush and combed Sharpay's hair. She smiled, she knew for years he would do this when she got drunk or whatever. He finished combing her hair and grabbed a round boar-bristle brush to curl the ends. He finished in about 10 seconds. She grabbed the mouthwash and put it in a cup. She swished it in her mouth and spit it out. "Better?" she asked. He nodded and pushed his lips into hers. They pulled away. "So, why did you want to throw a party anyway?" she asked.
He pulled a box out of his pocket. She gasped. He got down on one knee. "Sharpay, I've known you since kindergarten. I've known for about 3 months that I, out of everyone in the world want to call you my wife. Sharpay, will you marry me?" he asked. She stared at the ring, than Troy's eyes, than back at the ring.
"Troy, yes, I'll marry you." she said. He smiled and slid the ring onto her finger, and stood up. He kissed her, just like always. They walked down the steps to their friends."Um, we have an announcement to make." Sharpay said. Ryan, Gabriella, Taylor, Chad, and Zeke faced the couple. "We're getting married." she said, clinging onto Troy. All the boys clapped, while the girls looked at the ring.
"Oh my gosh! Where were you standing when he asked you?" Gabriella asked.
"I'll show you!" Sharpay said, and Gabriella and Taylor followed her to her bedroom. They walked into the bathroom.
"Aw. He proposed to you while he was brushing your hair!" Taylor said.
"No, after!" Sharpay squeeled. The boys were watching them from the door frame.
"God, she's hot." said Troy.
"Dude, she's my sister! Please, don't and don't talk about doing it with her too." Ryan said.
"Well, first off, when we do it she-" Troy began. Ryan put his hand over Troy's mouth.
"Don't!" he said. Everyone laughed, even the girls.