Chapter 1; "Where it all begins"
Did you ever consider the possibility of Ryan and Sharpay not actually being siblings? What if Sharpay was adopted just after Ryan was born? Did Mr. and Mrs. Evans really want a child? Did they want anyone but Ryan? Or did they believe Ryan was really a girl? And when he was born they were disappointed that he was a boy? And adopt Sharpay a few months later and never tell him they weren't actually twins? Did you ever consider that? Well im here to tell the story…the way it really happened.
"Well done hunny, you did really well!" assured Mr. Evans.
"Where's…my ba…by? She shoul…d be here in m…y arms!" a very out of breath Mrs. Evans gasped.
"I'm sure she's fine! Shell be here any minute…" Mr. Evans said, although a little agitated himself about his new baby daughters' whereabouts in the maternity ward at Kissimmee general hospital.
A few minutes later a midwife walks in carrying a beautiful fair-haired, blue-eyed baby.
"Mrs. Evans, im sorry…" The nurse, as patronizing as she was, handed a shocked and slightly disappointed Mrs. Evans the new born baby…it's a boy.
"Wha-what? This baby cant be mine…my baby is a cheerful little girl…not this one" Mrs. Evans, now handing the beautiful little boy back to the maternity nurse, said.
"Well im sorry Mrs. Evans, I know he isn't what you expected but this gorgeous boy is definitely yours" The nurse now getting annoyed with the ungrateful new-mother, and feeling for the poor unwanted baby, after all he was the most gorgeous little baby boy she had ever seen.
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A few months later Mrs. Evans still hasn't come to terms with the now named baby, Ryan, being hers. Every night she still dreams about having a giggly little blonde girl with ringlets as her beloved child, but over this period of time, even Mrs, Evans cant deny that Ryan is impossible to not love.
"HUNNY!" Mr. Evans called from downstairs up to Mrs. Evans in the pink nursery, obviously intended for a girl, was putting her son to bed in his cot, ready for the childminder to turn up.
"Ok, Ill be down in a minute" just as she said that Danni, The young childminder rung the doorbell "MARTIN! Can you let Danni in and send her up here please, thanks"
"Mhmm…" Mr. Evans replied, engrossed in his TV times magazine he didn't really pay any attention to his wife's command.
"MARTIN" Mrs. Evans now shouting at a bewildered new-father.
"Yes, yes" Mr. Evans reluctantly put down his magazine and waltzed over to the stylish, yet posh front door, unbolting it and letting the patient teenager in and sending her up the breath-taking winding staircase and across the landing into the nursery.
"Hello Danni, Sorry for the wait…men, eh?" Mrs. Evans sighed
"That's ok, Who's this cute little munchkin?!" The friendly brown eyed childminder questioned, obviously guessing it was Ryan, as there were no other children.
"This is Ryan" Mrs. Evans said, picking up the giggly bundle that was her son.
"CLARE" Mr. Evans shouted up the stairs "WE NEED TO GO"
"Ryan's bottle and milk powder are on the worktop, I have left my mobile number on the worktop too…If you need anything just call! We wont be long but your welcome to help yourself to anything in the cupboard…" Mrs. Evans hurriedly gabbled, almost so you couldn't hear her.
"Thank you Mrs. Evans" Danni replied, taking the baby from her.
"Now be good for Danni, Ryan!" Mrs. Evans said, poking her son so every now and then he let out a delighted squeal.
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About half an hour later Mr and Mrs. Evans turned up at "Stone court adoption centre".
"This is it Martin" Mrs. Evans nervously whispered whilst grabbing her husbands hand to reassure herself.
"Time to go and get our gorgeous girl" Mr. Evans replied knocking on the beautiful wooden, bolted door.
"Hello?" A nervous came from inside.
"Were the Evans family, We've come to pick up little Sharpay?"
A/N
Well I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, If you did please review. If you didn't please review and let me know how I could improve. Hopefully the next chapter will be up soon but I'm quite busy with school work at the moment so I cant promise anything but I will try. Thanks for reading.