OK I obviously don't own High School Musical or its characters of Don't Forget by Demi Lovato.
I didn't understand why Sharpay still watched Troy and Gabriella sing, if she really hated them that much. I know I would leave because that's like cheering them on. Anyway, on the the story.
Sharpay POV
For the first time in my life I actually feel lost and confused.In one week I went from popular to despised ( Even more than I was anyway). From madly in-love to completely crushed. From center-stage to " along the sidelines".
I stood there, and watched though. As if in some sort of trance, I guess. I watch as you twril the New Girl, making sure all her needs were taken care of. Making sure all her fears were conquered. Making sure she got that perfect first kiss, liked you did with me several years ago. I can't forget it.
Somewhere we went wrong. Our love is like a song, you can't forget it.
I watch as you continue to sing with the New Girl , not me. There's just one thing I don't understand. You never really cared about the whole " Show-Biz"thing. Even when dating me. Until now.
For some strange reason, I'm still watching. Watching the New Girl collapse into your arms, as if spinning in circles is alot of work.Your still singing though, and I'm still watching, from along the sidelines. I watch as you take what was rightfully my brother's and mine , theater. And watching the New Girl take what was rightfully mine, you. I watch hoping you'll sing with me, but your too busy " Breaking Free".
Somewhere we went wrong. Our love is like a song, but you won't sing along, you've forgotten about us.