A/N: Characters do not belong to me, movie doesn't belong to me. If it were, everyone would be under my control. ;)
Unexpected
I know what everyone at East High calls me. Hell, they don't even try and be discreet. All they do is part like the Red Sea, talk behind my back, and calls me the most childish names on earth. Goodness, if they think that I am the Ice Queen, couldn't they have come up with a better name? Why not something intriguing like Black Witch? It certainly suits me. Yeah right.
No one at East High really knows who I am: Sweet, compassionate, friendly, funny, and smart. The only people who know are the ones that are important to me, my lifeline: My parents, my best friend and twin brother, Ryan, and my other best friend, Nick. One other person had been added to this little equation and that was Troy. I say "was" because as of now, he is officially the most hated and wanted person on my list. We'll get to him later.
Ever since we were little, I had always known that Ryan was batting for the other team. Not because of his outward appearance but because something about him was missing whenever he hangs with me and my girl friends. Call it our twin, um, something, but yeah. I accepted who he is before he even came out to me and our parents. And I was ready to defend him to them because as much as they love us, they were almost never there nor listen to us. Why do you think I am who I am? At school, I can be the Ice Queen because that way, they ignore us. And when they ignore us, we won't have anyone close enough to be let in into our hearts. Anyways, to our complete and utter surprise, they embraced Ryan. Trust me when I say that none has been happier than me and Ry that day.
So my brother came out to the school. And he did it in true Evans style: Sing. I was ready to beat down anyone who criticize or ridicule my brother so I put on my iciest look in history and walked beside my brother through the drama-filled halls of East High School. He did it when we were practicing for one of Ms. Darbus' plays for the spring. One minute we were rehearsing our given roles, the next Ryan was on the stage singing his heart out. By morning the next day, the whole school knew about it. And everyone was smart enough to back away from the two of us.
Then Troy came along. Who knew that the basketball star of East High was in the closet? From the beginning, I knew there was something between the two of them. But being boys, they were oblivious to it all. Men are dense. Anyhoo, I noticed small things. The way Troy was always around us; the fact that he seems to act nice around me, probably hoping he can thaw the ice around me. And when I'm not around (I hide), he's always sidling up to Ryan to talk. The last straw was when, for the first time since we were kids, Troy came over for dinner one night. All throughout the evening, Troy kept giving Ryan little glances that meant big. Suddenly, I couldn't hold it anymore. This has gone on for too long!
The rest of the evening was a joyous one, to my opinion. I pushed back my chair and standing up, I faced Troy, who was sitting across from me and my brother. Getting all up in his face all without ruining my perfect outfit, I yelled at him.
"You, Troy Bolton, are really getting on my nerves. If you want to ask my brother out, then for crying out loud, do it already! If you're concerned with the thought that he might not like you, then rest assured, Ryan Evans had had the hots for you since freshman year. If you're concerned about your parents' reactions, then, well, that's your problem. I can't help you there. If you're concerned about your friends, then they don't deserve to be call as such if they don't approve."
I paused for breath. The whole table was staring at me, wide eyed. Troy and Ryan were blushing as hell and both were looking everywhere instead of each other and the wild girl yelling at them. I rolled my eyes. I looked at my mom and dad. Both were smirking and before leaving the room, my mom gave me a wink. I smiled at her and look back at my boys.
I gave Troy a glare. I said sharply, "Bolton, look at me."
Troy reluctantly drags his eyes over to me. He looks scared, something I have never seen on Troy's face. I sighed and said, "Look, I like you. You're a great guy. A bit arrogant but a good guy." At this, he rolled his eyes and gave a small smile. Next to me, Ryan was chuckling.
I continued. "Troy, we had never let anyone close to us for fear of being hurt. The only other person I trust in this whole world is my best friend. Now, I love Ryan. He's my brother and my best friend. He is a great guy and you would be lucky to have him in your life. However, my brother is sensitive and he hurts just as easily as all of us." I rounded the table to stand next to him. He stood up to meet me. I guess he expected me to give him a congratulatory hug for landing the greatest guy on earth because he looked stunned when I grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him down to my level. (I'm not that short, thank you very much.) "But Bolton, if you so much as hurt my brother, you won't be feeling so lucky anymore. In fact, I will hunt you down and I will make your life miserable for as long as I shall live so you better be hoping that I wouldn't be alive for long because when I say "life" and "miserable" in the same sentence, I mean it." With that, I pushed him and walked out of the dining room. I had done my part.