Chapter one- Extraordinary
A/N- So, I read two of the "Pretty little liars" novels and I was inspired. It's been so long since I've written High School Musical, because I've kind of out grown it. But it worked the best for this, and of course, I'm true to my fandom of Troypay. So enjoy.
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There's a lot of secrets in this town. There's a lot of secrets in everyone around this place. It's hidden in their depths. It's incresed with desire and put to flame with impossible dreams.
This town in a place where secrets are at every turn. Things they can't tell a soul. Things no one is ever suppose to know.
But secrets never stay a secret for too long.
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Sharpay ran a hand throughout her hair as she crossed the paved road, her boots making a squishing sounds as she did. Her phone was clad tightly in her left hand and her eyes would shift between where her car was parked, to the truck next to hers, and then to road again.
She felt a pang in her gut. She felt it often now. It was excitement. Guilt. A rush. Sometimes it was incredible and sometimes it was heartbrekaing.
She was doing things she should never do. But that's partly what made it so thrilling sometimes. And when you mix excitment with love you get an explosion of emotions that are far too hard to walk away from.
When she opened the door to the old , blue, rusted truck she'd grown fond of she saw him sititng behind the steering wheel, looking and grinning at her as she climbed her way in. She felt that rush again.
"Nice weather were having, huh?" He asked her, smirking ever so slightly. There was just something so attractive about him that made her not want to look away.
Her eyebrow rose in a challenging fashion and he grinned wider. "You're playing it a little risky now aren't you?"
He shrugged, a care free look on his face. "So? There's no one around. Lucky for me, you're a little freak who stays after school for two hours," He said, tapping her on her nose.
"Troy."
"Sharpay."
Sharpay rolled her eyes, looking him over. She noticed that he was wearing the shirt she'd gotten him for his last birthday. "Someday this won't be so easy."
He looked at her more intently, signs of humor leaving his features as he reached across and cupped her cheek. "By then we won't have anything to worry about. Soon enough we won't have to go through all the precautions."
Sharpay sighed slightly, leaning back against the seat. "Sometimes I just wish things were...normal."
Troy chuckled. "Normal? Sharpay Evans has never been anything of the sort."
She shot him a playful look. "Then what am I?"
Troy toyed with her hair, starring her for a moment before leaning over, pressing his lips to hers before they pulled back. "Extraordinary."
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Taylor McKessie has always been the molded, scuptured, and perfect students as well as daughter for as long as anyone could remember. Even while sitting in her high chair she was an angel. But she didn't feel like an angel.
She stared at the object in her hand, biting her lower lip, nimbling a little too feverishly that soon she drew blood. Only when she tasted it did she realize how anxious, nervous, and totally terrified she really was. She reached easily behind her, a shaking hand grasping a piece of tissue as she dabbed her lip. She pulled it away and stared at the blood spot a second, licking her lip, tasting the blood again.
This was too surreal.
Things went so wrong from how Taylor imagined. She had her life planned and mapped out to her very last breathe. Everything was set and ready. She had only the best life ahead of her.
But not anymore.
She stared down at the stick she held in her skaing, cold hands. Positive.
She was pregnant.
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Gabriella sighed as she pressed the end button on her cell, her dark eyes gazing out the blacony glass doors into the open and wide back yard of the Evan's.
Ryan Evan himself sat near the edge of his bed, making weird faces in the mirror, just to pass the seconds. He tried to play it cooly, like he always had to do with Gabriella. He hated lying to her this much, but what was he suppose to do? Rat out the person he loves most?
"Ry..." Gabriella's voice was small and soft, her eyes still staring out into the yard at nothing but freshly cut green grass.
Ryan glanced at her. "Yeah, Gabs?"
"Do you think Troy loves me?"
Ryan bit his lip, playing with his fingers as he tried to collect the right words in his head. Then he nodded. "I think so, yeah."
"Do you think I love Troy?"
Ryan shrugged this time, though she still wasn't looking at him. He hated trying to console her in these moments when she got so down about this. "I don't know. Do you?"
Gabriella looked to the carpeted floor and back at Ryan. "Ryan...I um, I think J's, um...back."
It took a single second for Ryan eyes to widen and jaw to drop. "J? You-you mean...are you sure?"
She nodded once, looking sad, like a wounded puppy. "I got a text earlier."
"And what all did J say?"
Gabriella looked straight at Ryan. "That everyone was lying."
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This was nice. This was simple. This was uncomplicated. This was natural.
This is everything that life hasn't been for the past year for Sharpay, Taylor, and Gabriella. And if it were only for one day, it was the greatest day they would have.
For a while nothing mattered outside of where they were right now, sitting by the lake, legs dangling carelessly, smiles on their faces. Their end of the summer tradition since they were twelve.
Right now, Sharpay didn't have to worry about how she fell in love with her best friend's boyfriend.
Right now, Taylor didn't have to worry about having and raising a child. The only unplanned thing to ever really happen in her life.
Right now, Gabriella didn't have to worry about J popping right back into their lives and hurting them all.
Right now, all that mattered was that life was good.
Sharpay sighed as she titled her damp blonde head back, letting the sunlight drape over her. "Guys, have I mentioned how much I love this?"
Taylor smiled, relaxing against a rock. "It is nice, isn't it? So much has been going on, it's amazing to have just one day without any stress."
Gabriella nodded in agreement. "Between work, worrying about college, and all that it's good to get away. It feels more like a era than a year since we've been here."
"Maybe we should do this again for Spring break. Make it a two-time-a-year thing?" Sharpay suggested.
Taylor nodded. "Remember last year when we were here? Our first here up here alone?"
They all went silent for a moment before Sharpay spoke. "We defenitly got our share of thrills on that trip, huh?"
"You're telling me," Gabriella giglled. "I thought we were going to die."
Taylor bit back a remorseful laugh. "We probably might have if the guys hadn't shown up."
"Guys!" Sharpay shouted, holding up a hand. "Let's not think about it, okay? It's over."
Gabriella swolled harshly, taking a breathe. "Maybe not..."
Taylor's gaze landed on Gabriella. "What do you mean?"
"Guys...J...she texted me."
"What?" Sharpay shrieked, jumping sharply off the rock, scraping the back of her foot during the process but she spared no time to examine it. "J texted you and you said nothing? What did she say? When?"
"The other day. I didn't know if I should have or not because you know...I don't know why I didn't, okay? I'm sorry."
Shocking all three girls their phones all began ringing in harmony. They all shared that knowing look that they always shared when this happened. But it had been seven months. Seven months and just like that it was starting all over again.
Sharpay was the first to breathe again, picking up her phone, she sighed loudly. "It's J."
Taylor and Gabriella, both shakenly picked up their ringing phones, nervousness running all through them.
And together, they all read the message left for them.
Thought I was gone for good, eh? Sorry, you don't get off that easily. But admit it, you missed me just a little, right?
See you all soon.
-J
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Um, so, yes, that was the first chapter. Should I continue or let this just go? Let me know what you think. I'd relaly appriciate an opinion. Thanks!
P.S. Sorry for spelling errors. I went through and checked but sometimes they escape me.
-Peace!
