Stupid
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It would have been a nice kiss if she had meant it.
That was the first thought that ran through his mind; but then again, everything would have been nice if she had meant it.
The thing was, though, she hadn't. And he was starting to think that maybe she never had.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
He'd seen the sparkle in her hazel eyes, how excited she'd been, when he'd told her that his friend had liked her. Her eyes had lit up as she'd willingly and enthusiastically told him exactly how she'd always dreamed of being asked out.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
She'd wanted her hair down.
He'd taken that into consideration, waiting until the day when her hair was styled in neat, long waves, spilling past her shoulders.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
She'd wanted to be standing on a stage.
He'd waited until her music practice had ended, before rushing up to her and asking her while she was still illuminated by the bright auditorium lights.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
She'd wanted to be given a ring.
He'd done that, spending months' worth of his allowance money on a stunning ring.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Nevertheless, he had also pretended to fail to notice the rather dejected look on her face when he'd admitted that it hadn't been a friend of his who liked her after all. As quickly as it had appeared it had left her attractive facial features, and he'd chosen to forget about it. Then again, she was an artist. She'd always been good at hiding how she really felt.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
But how could he not be the one she wanted? He'd done so much for her. Hadn't he given all that she had ever asked for?
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
His stomach churned uncomfortably. He could pretend all he wanted, but there was no denying the fact that he couldn't make her happy. Why had she even agreed to go out with him, then? Did he even care why?
He winced. Of course he did; he loved her. It wouldn't bother him this much if he didn't care.
Still, he couldn't imagine a life without her; he'd take what he could get.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Zeke Baylor knew it was stupid, but he planned on keeping Sharpay Evans for as long as he could.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
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A/N: Aw, poor Zeke. I know this isn't exactly the epitome of fluff, but I'm not exactly a Zeke/Sharpay fan, which is the main reason why I wrote this – to explain why not. In my opinion, this is what their relationship is made of: Zeke's affection and Sharpay settling for less, even though that isn't something she does very often, I know. I don't think Zeke/Sharpay can ever work in the long run, even if he bakes mouthwateringly good cookies and other assorted pastries. I even went so far as to consider it odd that, in the movie, Sharpay seems to resent Zeke's infatuation with her until the very end, after the credits. Only Disney would do something totally random like that, if only to complete the happy ending. Therefore, I don't really see Sharpay and Zeke falling in love, you know?
Well, that was a lot of rambling that you probably don't care for. Anyway, I just wanted to explain the inspiration, so to speak, behind this little piece. Even if you are a hopelessly devoted Sharpay/Zeke fan, I hope you can find it in your heart to enjoy or appreciate this. In any case, do review. I'd like some feedback… tell me if I should continue writing, or go live in a hole forever. Much love.