So…I came up with idea as my friends and I were watching a few movies. I kind of zoned out through one of them and tried to think of story ideas that weren't over-used. I know weird right? Anyways, I'm not sure if people will like it so please tell me if I should continue or not. FYI, it's a Troypay as well, but that won't happen for a few more chapters.

Rated T just incase.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize.

13 year old Sharpay Evans watched as her brother cried after hearing the news. She was sitting in a plastic white chair in the waiting room of New York's General Hospital. Her Aunt Terry was in the corner talking to the doctor and her little sister was playing with her Barbie doll in her hands. Sharpay couldn't do anything. She couldn't feel anything. She felt numb. She turned her gaze to her brother, Ryan, who was crying to himself, his hat in his hands. Their little sister, Chelsea, had no idea what was going on. How do you tell a 6 year old girl that her mother died in a car accident? Sharpay shook her head and leaned her cheek against her knees that were drawn up to her chest.

The doctor and her Aunt walked back over to them. The doctor just gave the children an apologetic look before taking of to his office. Terry, or Theresa, Williams placed a comforting hand on Sharpays' shoulder, knowing that it wasn't really helping her. "Aunt Terry, why are we here?" Chelsea asked her aunt innocently. Sharpay and Ryan exchanged a glance, tears building up their eyes. Once the poor girl found out what had happened, she was going to be in hysterics.

Terry kneeled down in front of the young girl so she was at eye level with her. She placed her hands on the girls' shoulders. "Sweetie, I'm going to be taking care of you now."

The little girls' face scrunched up in confusion. "Where's mommy?"

Terry closed her eyes for a second. "Chelsea, your mommy is gone. She's in heaven right now." She said softly, tears gathering in her eyes.

Chelsea started crying as well. "But isn't that where people do when they die and never come back?" She sniffled.

"Yes sweetie." She said brokenly, her heart breaking as the little girl started sobbing.

Sharpay picked up her little sister and cradled her to her chest. Chelsea sobbed into her shoulder, bunching up her sisters' shirt in her tiny hands. Ryan and Terry embraced one another, needing as much comfort as they could get.

"Sharpay?"

16 year old Sharpay shook her head and turned away from the car window and faced her Aunt Terry who was sitting in the front seat. She noticed that they had stopped at a red light in an unfamiliar town. Her brother Ryan was sitting in the front seat and her little sister, now 9 years old, was sitting in the seat next to her, sleeping soundlessly. Sharpay stared at her Aunt, waiting for her to say something. "We're almost here baby girl." Her Aunt said softly, patting her knee gently.

Sharpay managed to muster up a smile before her Aunt turned around, the light changing from red to green. She turned back to lean her head against the window, watching the scenery passing by. Her family was moving to Albuquerque, New Mexico for a new adventure, as her aunt put it. It was time to get out of the city and start over in a sense. She remembered her Aunt saying that this is where her mother and her grew up.

The car pulled to the side of the road, in front of a decent sized white house. It was two stories and had the perfect sized front lawn. Sharpay gave it a look over before unbuckling her seatbelt and opening the car door. She gracefully stepped out of the car, placing a pair of sunglasses over her eyes that were perched on the top of her head. Sharpay glanced into the car and saw that her Aunt was taking care of Chelsea. She turned around and shoved her hands in her pocket before surveying the surrounding houses. They seemed to be just a nice as hers, different colors of course. She saw a group of teenagers, like herself, sitting on the front porch of the house across the street form hers. From what she could see, they were just talking and laughing with one another. Something she used to do with her friends form home.

She knew she was going to miss her friends, like at this moment, but knew that leaving was for the best. Starting over was something that Sharpay wanted to embrace. Watching the group of kids across the street made her smile slightly. Maybe it wouldn't be too hard to make friends this year. "Shar, come on. Let's go pick out our rooms." Ryan said from next to her. Sharpay turned to him and gave him a smile. They walked onto the porch and waited for their Aunt to unlock the empty house. Once she did, the family ventured inside while Sharpay glanced one last time at the group before slowly walking inside.

Sharpay started unpacking her boxes in her new room. The moving trucks had come already and her bed frame was already put together. Her bed was the only thing unpacked in her room. She opened up one of her boxes and started placing her things where she wanted them. It only took her an hour or two to unpack everything, her room ending up with cardboard boxes everywhere. She could hear Ryan and Chelsea outside playing on the swing set that came with the house. Sharpay had a balcony that looked out into the backyard which she stepped out on.

Ryan was pushing Chelsea on the swing which ended up in her laughing hysterically. Sharpay looked around the yard and also noticed the in ground pool her Aunt had mentioned before. It was just the right size. "Sharpay, can you come down here quickly?" Terry yelled up the stairs to her niece. Sharpay sighed as she walked back into her room before descending the stairs. She saw her Aunt trying to balance holding the box of pizza with a liter of soda and trying to give the delivery guy some money.

Sharpay ran over and took the money from her and counted out the correct amount, plus tip, and gave it to the guy. "Thank you." She smiled at him before closing the door, walking to the kitchen where her Aunt went. After setting the plates next to the box of food, Terry called in the two outside and grabbed a few slices of pizza for herself before the kids got them. Sharpay grabbed some pieces as well before deciding to eat outside on the front porch swing for some air. The group pf kids were now playing basketball in the street since it wasn't a busy street at all. The basketball hoop was hung on the garage, leaving the driveway and street as the court. She saw the girls try and shoot but the guys would pick them up and spin them around. She smiled at them again before looking down at her pizza, sighing.

It was the day of the funeral and Terrys' house was silent. Not a sound was heard as she started to get ready for the funeral of her sister. She was sitting at her vanity, crying silently as she brushed her hair. There was a pile of tissues on the side of the table from when she first woke up in the morning. The kids were somewhere in their rooms, probably still in bed. Terry put the brush down as she closed her eyes, trying to get the tears to go away temporarily while she woke up the kids. She didn't want them to see her like that. She stood up and walked out of her room, going to Ryans' first. He was already awake, just staring at the ceiling as he lay on his back. "Hey sweetie." She whispered as she stepped into the room.

Ryan took his focus off of the ceiling and onto his Aunt. Terry immediately noticed his tear stained cheeks and ran over to the bed, sitting on the edge. "Why did this happen to her?" Ryan asked quietly.

Terry took a deep breath and forced herself not to cry. "I don't know Ryan. Things just happen in life that doesn't really have an answer or reason." Terry explained, grabbing his hand as a sense of comfort.

"It isn't fair." He added stubbornly, finally sitting up to lean against the headboard of his bed.

"I know it isn't. Life isn't fair sometimes. We just have to find a way to deal with the obstacles in life." Terry wasn't sure if she was trying to convince him of that or herself. "I hate to say this but you have to get ready. We leave in about an hour." She patted his hand before walking to the door. She took one last look at him before leaving the room, shutting the door behind him. She then walked to Sharpays' room that she was also sharing with Chelsea since neither of them wanted to be alone.

Sharpay was already awake when she arrived, brushing Chelseas' hair. Both of them were already showered and dressed. Sharpays' hair was still wet since she was going to dry it when she finished with Chelsea. Terry smiled as she entered the room, sitting down next to them on the bed. She kissed each niece on the head before running a hand up and down Sharpays' back when she saw her trying to hold back tears from Chelsea. "We're almost ready." Sharpay croaked out, her throat raw form crying. Terry wrapped an arm around her for the rest of the time it took to get ready. Sharpay finished with Chelseas' hair and stood up quickly. "I'm going to finish my hair." She said monotonously as she walked to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her.

"Aunt Terry, what's wrong with PayPay?" Chelsea asked, moving to sit on Terrys' lap.

Terry picked her up and held her close, stroking her hair. "Sharpay is just sad today sweetie."

"Because we're going to the church today?" Chelsea tilted her head in confusion.

Terry nodded her head, looking towards the bathroom door worriedly. "Yes." She looked back down at the little girl in her lap. "Don't worry sweetheart, everything will be ok."

Sharpay shook her head and finished her pizza slowly. She shouldn't be thinking about that. Here she was in a new town, starting a new adventure. Thinking about the past wouldn't help her move on. She placed her plate down on the ledge of the porch and ran her fingers through her shoulder length brown hair. Her hair used to be blonde, but before she moved to Albuquerque, she died her hair as a way to go along with a new start here. She turned her head and noticed that one of the boys playing basketball was staring at her. He had sandy brown hair that was casually swept to the side with a flick of his head and bright blue eyes. She gave him a small smile and wave and he did the same before she stood up, walking into the house. Maybe this idea of a new start was a good idea.

So, I know I shouldn't have started another story but I couldn't help myself! This idea just came to me and I felt the need to go with it. Please review and tell me what you thought.