The Tragic Truth
Chapter 1- Rooftop Garden
Full Summary: (Takes place after the gang is all grown up and has kids of their own.) East High's students suspect that the rooftop garden is haunted-but not by evil spirits. The gang of the class of 08' now work at the school, and find out that it is haunted. They know the tragic love story behind the rooftop garden. Will they tell the students of East High the story? Or will the gang try and use the rooftop garden to get in contact with the friends that they had lost years ago?
I know that I already have 3 other stories that I have to finish, but I wanted to get this story out really badly. I hope you guys enjoy!
Sharpay Baylor walked through the halls of East High. Her heels tapped the floor in an imaginary beat. It was good to be back. She quickly passed through the doors that led into the gym and saw two of her life long friends standing in the place that she remembered so clearly.
"Hey Shar, ready for our first day of teaching in our old school?" Taylor asked, pulling out of a hug from her husband.
"Yeah, I am replacing Miss Darbus. Good bye temple of the arts, hello to the fabulous drama department." Sharpay replied, smiling.
"As much as I am glad to hear that, I am still sad. This place brings back so many memories." Chad said, holding a basketball.
"I know what you mean. I have been holding back my sadness the second I entered this building." Sharpay sniffled. She looked around the gym, it looked like it did years ago.
"I think that we should get to our classrooms. Our kids and the rest of the student body will be coming in soon." Taylor stated, kissing Chad on the cheek. "See you at lunch."
"Yeah see you at lunch. Come on." Sharpay said, pulling Taylor out of the gym.
"Shar, I am still thinking about them. I know it has been 16 years, but still." Taylor revealed all of the feelings that she and the others were thinking.
"I know Tay, me too. I know how you feel. Try teaching in the homeroom we all had." Sharpay replied.
The bell rang, causing all of the teachers to hurry to their rooms, the bell meant that the students were entering the building.
"I'll see you later. We are all having lunch in the teachers lounge." Taylor waved goodbye and headed to her science class.
Sharpay waved back and sighed to herself. She walked into the drama classroom, and took a look around. She found her seat, her brother's and her friends'. The room looked exactly the same, it even smelled the same, but it didn't feel the same. She heard the footsteps and the murmers of the students going to their lockers. She saw a pile of papers on her desk, oh joy. She walked up to her desk.
"Hey mom."
"Hi Aunt Shar."
Two sophomore boys stood near the door. One stood and gazed around the overly decorated classroom. He had light brown skin and dirty blonde hair. The other boy leaned on the doorframe, his electric blue eyes glistening against the school lights. He had brown hair and blue eyes, the eyes that the gang had grown to know too well.
"Hi boys. How are you liking the new school?" Sharpay asked, looking at the two. The gang had moved to New Jersey after the incident. They moved because they couldn't take it anymore.
"I don't know. The school is nice, the kids here though, look like they have individual cliques." The darker skinned boy replied.
"Hmm, I noticed that too. But I am liking is so far, a few girls came up to us." The blue eyed boy added.
Sharpay rolled her eyes at that comment, he acted just like his father. "Danny and Tyler, get to class before the teachers start looking for their new students."
"Yeah yeah mom. Remember you can't get rid of us that easily, we live with you." Danny replied. The two boys exited the classroom.
Just as the two boys left, the students that had Sharpay's homeroom, started to file into the class. She studied the kids. Her son was right, this place was still the same. Too many cliques, her and her friends had broke it a while ago, but that was long ago. She turned to look at a girl that had took the seat that she had sat in many years ago, and the face was familiar.
"Lindsay Cross, I never knew you had my homeroom!" Sharpay quickly hugged the teenage girl. Lindsay's classmates stared at them awkwardly.
"Thanks Aunt Shar, but please, I do need oxegen to survive." Lindsay replied through Sharpay's grasp.
"Does your parents know that you have me?"
"Yes they do, my mom was actually glad that I had someone I knew, not just some weird teacher." Lindsay replied.
"Wow, Kelsi actually wanted that? Oh well, I have to take atendance, I am going to tell your mom she owes me something for not telling her." Sharpay picked up the attendance sheet and started marking down the kids.
"As you all know, I am your new drama teacher, Mrs. Baylor." Sharpay informed, staring at the students infront of her.
"Yeah yeah, just get over with homeroom so we can get along with the day." A boy in the back seat said.
Sharpay looked on the seating chart. "Now David, I know you don't like school. But I promise I will try to make drama a little more fun."
"Oh geez, now I can't wait for drama class." David rolled his eyes.
Sharpay was about to reply, but a loud burst of feedback filled the school. The students covered their ears and some of them winced, Mr. Matsui still couldn't use the microphone.
"Good morning East High! Today is an A day. Band and cooking club are held after school today."
"Now I all encourage you to go to those clubs, be yourself!" Sharpay said, after the announcments ended. Her reply was some of the kids mumbling 'yeah' or 'whatever'. She rolled her eyes at the enthusiam of the students, and listened to some of the conversations while the students exited her room.
"I hear that basketball tryouts are going to be hard this year, there is the new kid, Bolton, and his father was a Lakers player." A kid said.
Sharpay silently laughed at herself. She knew for sure that Tyler was going for the basketball team.
"Is it true that we have a test today?" A girl with glasses asked her friend.
That wasn't interesting to Sharpay. She overheard a few other conversations, but they were boring. But one caught her interest...
"Are you going up to the rooftop garden? I hear the spirits will probably be their. I mean, there is always faint show music playing up there. I wonder what happened." A boy told his friends.
"Excuse me sir, can I talk to you for a bit?" Sharpay asked, curious to hear the whole story.
"Nice dude, what did you get yourself into now?" His friend asked, hitting him on the arm.
"I have no idea." The boy came over to his teacher.
"I am sorry to bother, but what was it that you were telling your friends?" Sharpay asked. She might get the information out of him, she might not.
"Ok, Mrs. Baylor. I'll tell you the story." The boy replied, Sharpay listened. "When I was in middle school, all of the high school kids would tell us that the rooftop garden was haunted. When all of came to high school, we checked it out. They were right... I think."
"What do you mean you think?"
"Well, we think that it is haunted, but we really don't know. You see the thing is, yes the rooftop garden is haunted, but not by evil spirits."
Sharpay was very curious now. She wanted to know what this kid was talking about. "Go on, please."
"I would, but sorry, I have to get to class." The boy replied, walking out of the classroom.
"No!" Sharpay whispered to herself. She believed that the story could really have told her something.
Sharpay sighed... the fourth time today. She was going to the facaulty room to have lunch with her friends. She really wanted to know the whole story about the rooftop garden. The hallway was silent, not a sound. The silence was broken when she heard frantic footsteps... it sounded like someone was running. She turned the corner, but froze when she saw the students.
The boy that he had talked to earlier, and another guy and girl were running out of the door that led up to the rooftop.
"Guys c'mon! That place if freaky." The girl said, as they ran to cafeteria.
"What were they running from?" Sharpay asked herself, walking up to the door.
She was cautious. She heard the students talking about it being haunted, she twisted the door knob. She twisted it slowly, it finally opened, just a crack. She peered in, nothing seemed un normal. She stayed in that position for a minute or so, and she was about to close it when she heard something.
She turned her head just a little bit, she didn't see anything, but she heard something. Something like... music? The Twinkle Towne music was playing, but why? That play was years ago.
Sharpay was freaked. She shut the door and started to fast walk to the facualty room, the gang had to hear about this.
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