A/N Hey everyone, I'm back with a new story I've been trying to post for God knows how long! I hope you like it! 'specially you Sohpia! wink, wink Ok, Yeah, so ... On with the story! Someone tell me I'm not the only one whose been affected with the whole FFN document uploading thing. Oh well! If anyone cares, check out my bff's story... Harry Potter and The .. well, it has something else in it. I'm going to co write it with her. I'm writing Sharpay's part, and she's writing Gabriella's part!

Title : A Battle For Sharpay's Heart

Author: remedyofpain

Ratings: T (just to say on the safe side!)

Summary: Meet Troy Bolton, he's in love with Sharpay Evans. The only problem is, so's his 5-year-old brother. Eventual Troypay

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A Battle For Sharpay's Heart

Bossy girls and Flirty Brothers.

The doorbell rang through out the house, bouncing off the walls; it made its way up the stair and into the den where two brothers were playing a video game. One of the boys took off the game and walked out the room, with the other trailing behind him. Troy prepared himself mentally, and physically for the pain he was about to endure for the next few hours. He descended the stairs slowly, taking all the time he needed. She needed to suffer as much as she made him, even though he knew it was basically impossible to make someone suffer by taking three minutes to answer the doorbell, but there's still a possibility. His little brother of six and a half was stamping his foot, waiting for him to open the door.

He stopped just in front of the door and smirked to himself, thinking of how aggravated she must be, standing on his front porch, pushing his door bell non stop. He sighed deeply before he swung the door open, and was greeted by her frowning face. She stood there, glaring at him and shook her head menacingly before she turned around and walked back to her black Porsche, stomping her feet along the way. He was surprised one of her heels didn't break in half.

"Where's the pretty lady going?" Chris looked up at his brother wide eyed.

"Out of here, that's for sure. I don't care if we have a project to do; even if it is for half of our grade. I'm just glad I got rid of her-" his smile faltered as he watched her back out of his driveway. Everything he had just said to his brother was now making its way to his brain. He ran down his driveway, waving his hands in the air wildly, yelling for her to come back. He ran in front of the car and stood there, with his stand still waving; his eyes were bulging as he watched her roll her eyes through the windscreen. Her Porsche revved loudly as she gripped the steering wheel, smirking evilly.

"You wouldn't dare!" Troy shouted at her loudly. She arched her eyebrow in reply before the wheels squealed. Troy jumped out of the way, annoyed at his brothers laughter, and at Sharpay.

"What is your problem!! Are you out of your mind!" he got himself up and held his arm gently while glaring at her with his piercing blue eyes.

"What ever are you talking about Troy? I'm just trying to park my car in a position that's easier for me to reverse out of when I have to leave." Sharpay said while getting out of her car which was now parked at the side of the road.

"I'm sure you were!" Troy dusted himself off angrily. Chris ran up to him, still giggling happily.

"That was funny! Do it again! Again! Again! Again! Again!" he demanded while jumping up and down. Sharpay sighed heavily and brushed a piece of her falling hair out of her face. Chris stopped jumping and eyed Sharpay with interest.

"You're pretty, I like you." He said hurriedly; swaying from side to side.

"At least someone does." Troy muttered, still angry with Sharpay after the latest 'incident'. There was always an 'incident' with Sharpay. Nothing's ever boring or dull; she always has something up her sleeve. Which is why I've got to keep my eyes peeled, you never know what she's going to pull…..

"Save it for someone who cares Bolton." She looked down at Chris and smiled genuinely. Troy rubbed his eyes with his fist, just to make sure he wasn't seeing things. His hand had stopped hurting a couple of seconds ago. Sure the smiled wasn't direct towards him, but she was smiling never less. It was a good start. Maybe there's hope for her after all!

"I'm Chris. It's nice to meet ya babe." Chris took her hand and kissed it gingerly.

"Aww, you are so cute! I'm Sharpay!" She had an amused look as she let Chris lead her into the house. He was going great for a six year old; better than he was on his first date, anyways. He followed them up his driveway, trying to find his 'happy' place, his 'inner peace' as he heard his brother sweet talking Sharpay. Sharpay Evans. Surely she was going to go back and tell all of her giggly friends about Chris. Surely she's make up some rumor about how he had trained his brother well and whatever else.

Little brothers sure do cause a lot of trouble, he thought bitterly. Just as he was about to follow the pair inside, Sharpay slammed the door shut in his face behind her. Ohhh, she is good! He rubbed his face and pushed open the door with a force that didn't belong there and ended up toppling over because he had failed to let go of the door in time and had lost his balance. Sharpay looked over at Troy and smirked before pulling out her sidekick snapping a picture before slamming her phone shut. He opened her mouth to speak, but Troy cut her off.

"Don't say anything!" he pulled himself off of the ground and dusted imaginary lint off of his shirt. Chris giggled and clapped his hands continuously.

"That was funny! Do it again!" his jet black hair bounced up and down and his blue eyes, which were freakishly similar to Troy's but just a shade lighter, gleamed as the sun reflected off them.

"Can we just do the project and get it over with? I didn't invite you over here to laugh at me," he snapped at the now giggling Sharpay.

"So? I would've laughed at you anyways. But moving on, what do you want to do first? The written part or the whole building part, or whatever it is you want to call it?" Her laughter seized and nothing, but her fumbling inside of her purse was the only sound heard. She whipped out a neatly folded paper and opened it, spreading it out on her knee.

"Well, actually I'd rather build the-"

"Okay, I want to do the written part first too! Now, where's your computer?? She got up, still holding the piece of paper and looked at him expectantly, "Well?"

"Well what?" The nerve of this girl! Seriously, didn't his opinion count for anything?

"Show me your computer already and... what are you staring at?" She followed his gaze and rolled her eyes, obviously annoyed. He was unconsciously staring at a picture of himself and Gabriella at the curtain call of Twinkle Towne.

"I'll show you!" Chris chirped happily. With that he jumped up and grabbed Sharpay's hand and led her upstairs into the study. Troy rolled his eyes, beginning to feel frustrated with being a third wheel, for once in his life. Sure, Sharpay wasn't there to see him but they had a project to do; together. Not together with Chris.

He didn't even know why he was thinking of Sharpay like this. The less time he spent with her, the better. Okay, maybe that was a bit much; but as odd as it seemed, he actually kind of enjoyed spending with Sharpay, and Chris; with her things were never boring.

Then again, with her things were never civilized either. He was stressing way too much over someone he didn't even like. He didn't even know why they were studying Volcanoes... again. Didn't they do that in eighth grade already? But no, Mr. Sweeny decided that the class didn't know enough about Volcanoes and needed to be more informed so BAM! Project; didn't he know some of them had other things to do than studying? Like basketball for instance, it was on-

"Troy! Will you get your butt up here already? I don't have all day, you know! I have to do my nails at five!" Sharpay stood at the top of the stairs, her hand joined together with Chris' hand forming what looked like a knot.

"I see someone's found a new boyfriend," he muttered audibly as he climbed up the stairs. She scowled at him, narrowed her eyes and shook her head menacingly. They stood next to each other nose to nose, glaring. Chris looked up at his big brother and Sharpay; he felt the tension clouding the air.

"The computer's this way, Sharpay." He gently pulled out her hand, not knowing what else to do. She huffed and turned around; her hair whipping Troy in the face, pulling Chris along with her. Troy made funny noises before he followed her into the study.

"Hey! Watch where you're putting that thing! I could've choked!" he called after her bitterly.

"I highly doubt that." She said icily. "Now type in the password so we can get a move on." She leaned back in the chair and watched as Troy leaned over her shoulder and typed in the password for, what seemed to be, his computer. Sharpay scrunched p her nose and looked at Troy with disgust.

"Next time, try some deodorant." She replied before rubbing her nose furiously. Troy felt his face heat up ; he stood up and smelt his armpits. He scrunched up his face in confusion.

"I don't smell!!" he protested with a flushed face. She merely shrugged her shoulders and googled "Volcanoes." She leaned back in the chair before and sighed heavily.

"Why is this stupid thing taking so long to load? Hey, do you want to hand up the written part in booklet form or just stick everything on a piece of bristle board?" she asked him, pulling Chris into her lap.

"Yeah, I agree, booklet form is way better." She said not waiting for a reply.

"Will you stop doing that? When you ask someone a question, you're supposed to wait for their reply." He snapped irritated.

"Tell it to someone who cares." came Sharpay's simple yet effective reply. Chris giggled as he started playing with Sharpay's hair like a baby would. It was like he had never seen blond hair before; his eyes were wide open as he gently held a piece of her golden hair in his pudgy little hand. He rolled his eyes; seems like Sharpay's rubbing off on him, and sat down on the chair next to Sharpay and watched as she copied and pasted all the information there was on Wikipedia.

"Good, now that my part's done, I'll be seeing you later." She said as she pasted it on Microsoft Word.

"Wait; what?" Troy stood up and looked down at Sharpay a fire blaring in his eyes. "You've got to be kidding me! That's all you're going to do?" She took Chris off of her lap and strode out of the room with big confident steps.

"I got all the information; now all you have to do is summarize it." She made her way down the stairs; picked up her purse and pulled out her sunglasses. "Later kiddo." She said, passing her hand through Chris' hair on her way to the front door.

"That's funny Sharpay; wait, not it's not! I'm not going to summarize all of that! That's 15 pages long!" I followed her out to her car with my brother trailing not too far behind me.

"Oh well, at least I'll have something to tell Mr. Sweeny on Monday." She put on her sunglasses and hopped into her car. He saw her put the key in the little slot and soon enough her black Porsche was roaring down the street.

"Nice lady." Chris stated before he walked back inside. Nice? Sharpay Evans was anything but nice. He followed his brother inside; unsure of what to make of all that had just happened.

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A/N Hey everyone, again, please review and tell me what you think! As for the Wikipedia thing, that's the exact same thing I did with my group... heh heh heh, It was a last minute thing ok? Bad news, school... new semester...same stupid teachers. I hate my life... Oh well, review and make me happy! Or-or something bad's gonna happen!

Thanks for reading!

Ash