Diclaimer: I don't own HSM
Ding Dong!
"Ugh. Can't someone have a day all to themselves just to relax?" Sharpay put down the container only half way done with her facial mask to go and answer the door. Whoever was at the door had better have a darn good excuse for interrupting her quiet or they were going to get it.
Ding Dong!
"I'm coming!" Sharpay shouted getting annoyed. Whoever was at the door wasn't a very patient person. She didn't bother to look through the peep hole, figuring that it was someone unimportant at the door, especially at this late an hour, that she would just yell at and then send them on their way. "What do you-!" She stopped mid-shout. The rest of her sentence died in her mouth as her eyes beheld a tall, handsome and well-built, African American male. "Zeke?" There he stood, in casual dress clothes, leaning against her door post with a smug look on his face.
"I told you I'd find you Sharpay, and I have." He told her.
"What are you doing here? How did you find me?" Sharpay asked frantically.
"I just wanted to see where you lived. As for finding you...That's for me to know and you to find out." He whispered in her ear. "I'll see you later Sharpay." And with that he kissed her cheek and walked away. She slammed the door quickly breathing heavily. How did he find her? No one knew where she lived, she made sure of it. No no no. This couldn't be happening to her. She had made a whole new life and identity for herself and now with one quick visit, from someone she didn't want to see, that might all be shattered. Maybe he wouldn't ever come back again. Maybe he would just forget that she lived here. He would have to. She couldn't just pick up and move again. She didn't want to. She was getting comfortable here.
Sharpay sank on her couch as a memory of her past washed over her.
Flash back five years ago.
"I present the graduating class of 2009!" Mrs. Darbus said, after the last students name was called and everyone was holding their diploma. A sea of graduation caps flew up to the sky as screams and cries of joy hit the air. Parents of the graduates, along with family and friends, began rushing up to their loved ones with hugs and kisses. After the whole family fest, couples began slipping away to give each other their own private sentiments of love. My eyes automatically began to scope out Zeke. I knew I shouldn't but I couldn't help it. Zeke had broken me. With all of his kindness and gentleness towards me. With all of his sweet gestures, heartfelt actions, and incredible baked goods. With all of his adorable attempts to ask me out. I was foolish enough to turn him down time and time again. Convinced that I didn't need anyone and too self absorbed to say so even when I did. Consequently I had fallen in love with Zeke but was too proud to say it to him. Now there was another girl that was into him and vise versa. It was too late to tell him how I felt about him now. Not that I would probably be able to get it out. I was horrible at expressing anything but anger. I was horrible at expressing my feelings. My life was one of those typical rich girl sob stories. I had rich parents who had no time for me. They weren't really there to discipline me so I raised myself. I grew up on my own as a selfish, spoiled brat. Still it was no excuse for me. I couldn't blame them for my being a jerk.
I felt someone gently take a hold of my arm. "Sharpay," I looked up. It was Zeke. " Can I talk to you?" he asked. I nodded my head. He lead me away from the crowd of people still, cheering to a secluded area. When we stopped he turned to face me. "Sharpay I feel like there are some important things unresolved between us that need to be talked out. I don't want us to leave on a bad note. Do you hate me Sharpay?" I looked at him in shock, like he had just grown three different heads.
"What! No! Where did you get that?" I exclaimed.
"You've been avoiding me. And I know we're not dating but I at least thought we were friends." He looked down at me.
"We are friends Zeke. I'm so sorry if I made you feel otherwise. I was just trying to give you space. You know with your girlfriend." I said quickly hoping to conceal me sadness. But Zeke still caught on.
"What does Brionna have to do with us?" He asked.
"Well I figured you would want to spend your time with her." Sadness still in my voice, that I hoped to cover up.
"First of all she wouldn't take all my time. Second I can still hang out with you. Third why do you sound so sad?" He looked at me.
"I don't sound sad." I lied.
"Yes you do. And don't even try to lie to me or make up an excuse because I know you Sharpay. Now why are you sad?" He asked again. I looked at the ground quietly. When I wouldn't give him an answer he asked "Sharpay do you have feelings for me?" I wouldn't look at him. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look into his eyes. "Do you have feelings for me Sharpay? Tell me the truth. We may never see each other again. Do you want us to part and you not saying all that you wanted to? Leaving things left unsaid." I shook my head. I could feel tears coming but I held them back firmly and opened my mouth.
"I love you Zeke. But it can't work out ever." I rushed on. "You have a girlfirend and not only that but we're going to different colleges. We'll never see each other. Long distance relationships almost never work. And you don't even love me back."
"Sharpay I broke up with Brionna a week ago. If you spent time with me you would know that. I love you Sharpay." He said softly. That was the final straw. I pulled away from him and started backing away. He couldn't love me. I wasn't good enough for him. Nowhere near it. And I didn't want to be responsible for breaking up him and his girlfriend.
"Zeke, as I said before this won't work there are too many factors that are still present. And I don't want to be the cause of you and your girlfriend breaking up. She's perfect for you. She makes you happy. You deserve someone better than me. Much better. I want that for you." Zeke shook his head at me. I turned back and spotted my family hugging and talking. "I have to go Zeke. I wish you the best in your college experience and your career. I hope to hear that you have your own restaurant. I know that's what you've always wanted. I'll eat there everyday." She smiled sadly. She reached out and squeezed his hand. "Bye Zeke." She turned and began walking away.
"This isn't finished Sharpay. I'll find you wherever you go." She heard him call behind her. She turned and gave him a watery smile before she lost herself in the crowd.
Flashback over.
Sharpay just sat there. She remembered it all clearly. He kept his promise. He did find her. But how? She hadn't talked to anyone from her high school in four years. Ever since her father died in a car accident a year after she had graduated from high school. She had come back for his funeral and the whole gang was there. She hadn't seen anyone since then. And she hadn't kept in touch. Ugh! This could not be happening. Of all people to come and knock on her door it had to be the one person who captured her heart and still had it. As the years passed, she tried and tried to forget about Zeke, to get over him. Telling herself that it was just puppy love and it would go away. But here she was five years later and instead of the feeling leaving, it had grown. She loved him even more, and seeing him today confirmed just how much. Aside from him and occasionally her family, she hadn't thought about her past in years.
She was a new person with a new life. It wasn't exactly where she wanted it to be, but she would get there. She was just going through some rough patches. And now Zeke had see her in one of her rough patches. He knew where she lived. He knew that she lived in ths shabby, sparcely funrnished apartment. She was embarrassed. Why did Zeke have to find her, and looking so wonderful at that. It reminded her of all she couldn't have. He probably had a wife and started a family. If not, he at least had a girlfriend. Her loneliness washed over her again. Maybe he would never contact her again, she hoped. He couldn't. She stood up and went into her bathroom. She washed off her mask and brushed her teeth. She went into her room changed into her night gown, put back on her robe and turned out all of her lights. She climbed into her small bed began to cry softly. Why did he have to come see her?
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