Disclaimer: Yeah, so I don't own High School Musical…
Disclaimer: Yeah, so I don't own High School Musical…
Ebony and Ivory
Now what? Everything I had worked for my entire high school career had been ruined since we got back from holiday vacation. Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez had stolen my spotlight when they took mine and my brother, Ryan's spots in the Winter Musical. Not only did they steal my play, but all of my friends too. Now I had to get everything back. All of it.
"Sharpay, what are you doing?" My younger brother asked.
I sighed. Nothing had been the same in the past few weeks. Ryan had been fraternizing with the enemy and their posse (which used to be mine but…). What he saw in them I don't know. Can't he see that they're just trying to take him away from me too? Everyone was against me these days.
"You're killing that popcorn." He laughed.
I was making popcorn for Evans Family Movie Night. Which I usually skipped, but now I had no where else to go. I was supposed to be watching it so it didn't burn. But the bag had started to puff black smoke.
"Come on, Shar. It can't be that bad. Troy and Gabriella are really nice once you get to know them." He said as I took the bag out of the microwave.
"Really nice? Really nice?!" I said, dropping the burnt popcorn, "Yeah, Ryan they're really nice! Stealing all of my friends, my brother, and practically my life. Yeah they're just super! Look at me! Last week at this time I would have been out shopping or going to a party or something. Now I've sunk so low that I have to hang out with Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad, Ryan! And who has done this to me? Troy and Gabriella. Remind me to send them a thank you card." I gave him a sarcastic smile and stormed out of the kitchen.
I was halfway upstairs when Ryan called, "If you're really that bored, I'm going to the movies tonight." I stopped. I had to be desperate to want to hang out with him. But it was better than nothing.
"What time?" I called down.
"8:00."
"Okay, I'll go."
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"What the heck, Ryan? You didn't tell me they would be here!" I hissed at him.
"You wouldn't have come." He smiled. "Give 'em a chance, Shar. It's not like its just Troy and Gabriella. Let's see, um… there's Chad and Taylor, and Kelsi and Jason… and Zeke. You probably won't even have to talk to them. Please Sharpay, don't act so miserable." Ryan begged. Oh give me a break.
"Fine, I'll try my best to be happy. Thank God for all of those acting classes!" I said the last part under my breath.
I walked up to the concessions counter. If I had to sit through a stupid movie with them, at least I could have some refreshments.
"Can I help you?" The zit covered cashier asked.
"Yeah, I'll take a water bottle and some Gummi-"I jumped as someone whispered in my ear,
"You won't need those Gummi Worms."
Freaky. This is what always happened in the movies. Gorgeous blonde at the movies. Some deranged murderer stalking her… you can figure out the rest.
"Uh, scratch the Gummi Worms. I'll just have the water" I paid and rushed to the theater. When I got there I searched for my brother and his friends. There they were in the back. The almost filled up a whole row. I hoped I didn't have to sit next to the…
"Ryan!" I screeched at my brother who was seated on the edge of the posse's row.
"What?" he answered in his calm voice.
"You know I can't stand to sit next to the speakers!"
"I'm sorry, Shar. There's still two seats left. Just get the one farthest away from the speaker. If you sit next to me I'll share my popcorn!"
I rolled my eyes and plopped down beside him leaving an empty seat beside me. I glared at the screen as a preview for a movie about chickens driving cars or something played.
"That looks stupid." Said the same deep voice from the concessions stand. He found me. Crap!! "Cookie?"
What? I turned my head to see my soon to be murderer. But it was just Zeke. I sighed of relief.
"Come on. They're peanut butter." He said in a sing-song voice and waved a bag in front of my face.
"Well peanut butter is my favorite." I said as I took a cookie from the Ziploc bag. "Mmm! These are delicious! Where did you get them?" I took another bite.
"I made them. Fresh out of the oven this evening." He laughed, "See? I told you you wouldn't need those Gummi Worms!"
I choked on my cookie. He was my stalker. Oh thank God!
"Are you okay?" He asked.
I grabbed my water bottle and chugged. "Yeah, I'm fine." And then the movie started.
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Of course with my new found luck, the movie was an action movie. So with my sensitive ears and the blaring speakers, I could hear every break, grunt, and scream. I was doing a god bit of screaming myself. I hate how every five seconds something blows up or pops out. I preferred romantic dramas.
About half way through the movie Zeke was looking as green as an African-American can look.
"Zeke, are you okay? You look sick." I whispered.
"Yeah, I think so. I-I don't really like seeing blood." He gagged.
"Uh, Ryan?" I whispered, "Can I have that popcorn bucket?"
"Sure why?" Ryan said handing me the bucket never taking his eyes off the movie.
I took the jumbo bucket and handed it to Zeke, who was starting to hypervenalate. He grabbed the bucket and heaved. Watching him vomit made me gag more than the whole movie had.
"Zeke, do you need to get out of here?" I asked. I think I saw his head nod. "Okay, come on. Lets go." I pulled him up, bucket and all, and led him out of the theater. We sat down on a bench outside and he seemed to be doing better just by not seeing or hearing the gory movie.
"Are you okay?" I asked softly.
"Yeah. Thanks for coming out here with me, Sharpay. He said as he wiped his mouth.
"You're welcome. And you can call me Shar." I smiled. "I'm going to get you a bottle of water."
I got up and shuffled back into the lobby towards the concessions counter. What was up with me tonight? I was actually being nice to one of those people. Zeke seemed different from them. But that might just be because of my plan…
I paid for the water and went back to Zeke. "Here you go. Where are you going?" I asked.
"I was going to drive home. Do you want a ride?"
"No, it's okay. The movie should be almost over. I'll find Ryan and drive home with him."
"Oh." He was disappointed. "Well I really had a nice time tonight. Except for the whole puking part." I laughed. "I'd really like to see you again, Sharpay. Outside of school, you know." He said with a smile.
"I'd like that." I shuffled inside of my purse and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. I scribbled my cell number on it and handed it to him. "Here. Call anytime." Then I turned around and walked back inside to find Ryan, leaving Zeke outside in the cold.
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"You're going to do what?!" Ryan yelled at me after I told him I was going to go out with Zeke. "You know how dad feels about Zeke's kinda people. You can't see him, Shar! You just can't!"
"Ryan, I know what I'm doing." I rolled my eyes. I didn't want to tell him that what I was really doing was deceiving Zeke Baylor into thinking that I liked him, so he would go out with me. Then I would be on everyone's mind because everyone knew that my father was racist. And so I would gain back my friends. This was all working to perfectly.
Okay this took me a little while, and I really like it. Please, please, please R&R and make me the happiest person on fanfiction! Oh and I want to co-write a story with someone so if you're interested PM me as soon as possible.