Sharpay Evans pushed past Troy Bolton. "Watch it!" He shouted after her as she strutted down the corridor. Chad Danforth, Troy's best friend shook his head as Sharpay walked down the corridor. "Who does she think she is?" He asked, grabbing his biology book from his locker. Troy shrugged. "I don't know." He said. "And she's like this because of your family's feud from 20 years ago? That's crazy." Chad replied. Troy nodded. "Don't worry. I can handle her." They made their way to their tutor room. Troy sat down, sticking his foot out as Sharpay walked past, to busy applying lip-gloss to notice. She tripped over it. Troy and Chad laughed. Sharpay glared at them, taking her seat. Miss Darbus walked in, putting a huge pile of papers down. "Are those the script of our next play?" Sharpay asked, grinning. "Yes Sharpay, auditions today for anyone who wants to spread their creative wings." Miss Darbus said, using her hands for ethusiasm. "What's the play?" Sharpay's brother Ryan asked. "Romeo and Juliet." Miss Darbus said, handing Sharpay a script to read through. Ryan nodded. Troy's phone started to ring. "Troy. Detention." Miss Darbus said, taking his phone from him. Troy groaned. "But I have basketball tonight." Troy said. "Oh dear... To bad!" Sharpay said, smiling. Troy looked at Chad,rolling his eyes.
Later that day at detention...
"Troy. There you are." Mis Darbus said as Troy walked up to her. "Here I am." He said, sarcastically. "Right. You have a choice. Either, you work on the background of the play, making props, etc or you can audition for the play." Miss Darbus. "I'll work backstage." Troy said. "I thought you'd say that. OK. Get to work." She said, walking away. Troy picked up a paintbrush and looked at what he was supposed to add colour to. A huge picture of Sharpay. He groaned, dipping his paintbrush in the tin. He drew a huge cross across her face. He smirked. He heard a gasp from behind him. It was Sharpay. "What are you doing Bolton?!" She screeched, rushing over to the portrait. "What does it look like Evans?" He replied. Sharpay went bright red with anger, flying at him. She picked up a paint brush, splattering paint all over his face. Troy retaliated, splatting her back. "HEY! HEY! WHAT'S GOING ON?!" Miss Darbus said, grabbing the paint brushes from them both. "Look what he did to my portrait!" Sharpay said, pointing to her ruined picture. "You did this?" Miss Darbus asked, facing Troy. He didn't respond. "OK. You can't be trusted backstage. You'll have to do the other option. Come on Troy, you have a audition to do." Miss Darbus said, leading the way. "What?!" Sharpay said, running after her. Troy picked up his backpack and followed them. "I promise I won't mess up again. I don't know what made me do that. Please can't I just work backstage?" Troy pleaded. Miss Darbus shook her head. "Go on. Recite this." She said, handing him a script. Troy walked onto the stage, regretting not turning his phone off. Troy spoke clearly, saying every word enthusiastically. Miss Darbus clapped when he had finished. She turned to all the boys sat behind her. "Thanks for coming. But we have found our Romeo." She said, grinning. Sharpay shrieked. "What? No... What about this boy, yeah. He's good." She said, grabbing he nearest boy to her. "No. Troy Bolton is Romeo. My word is final." Miss Darbus said. Sharpay looked at Troy. He was grinning from ear to ear. Sharpay shook her head, getting angrier by the second. Troy stepped off stage, taking a script from Miss Darbus. "Bye Juliet." Troy said, walking past Sharpay and laughing.
The next week...
Sharpay's arms flew out exasperated and annoyed. "For the tenth time! You don't say it like that! Your supposed to be in love, not laughing at every word!" She shouted at Troy. Troy laughed again. Sharpay sneered at him. "Fine, I'll try this time." He said, putting his hands up like a surrender. "What light through yonder window breaks?" He said, outstreching his arms. He noticed Miss Darbus walking over. "Well done Troy! Your really getting this! Your a born actor." She said before walking away. Sharpay sneered again, even more annoyed that he was getting all the attention. Troy grinned again. "I've had enough, rehearse with someone else." Sharpay said, picking up her bag. "No please. I'll do better." Troy said, grabbing her elbow, trying to stop her. Sharpay looked into his crystal blue eyes. He looked serious. She sighed. "Fine... Just promise not to be stupid." Sharpay replied, putting her bag down again. Troy smiled at her. She found herself smiling back. She realised and stopped. "Sharpay?" Troy said, putting his script down and sitting beside her. "What?" She asked. "Why are we like this?" He asked. "Like what?" Sharpay asked, confused. "Fighting over a stupid feud from ages ago?" Troy asked. Sharpay shrugged. "My family just said don't associate with the Bolton family." She said. "I was told to never talk to the Evans family." Troy said. "It is kinda stupid isn't it?" Sharpay said. Troy nodded. "Yeah... Your really nice too... once you chill out and don't act like a maniac." Troy said. Sharpay managed a laugh. "See? We can be friends." Troy said. Sharpay nodded. "OK." They shook hands and smiled at each other, both getting up to start acting again.