Disclaimer: Yeah, I own High School Musical… and there are ten months in a year.

Author's note: Hello!!!! I had a HSM story up before but it was very, very lame. Hopefully this one will be better. Enjoy. :

It was Saturday afternoon, and Sharpay Evans was checking her emails, her head propped lazily on her hand as she slowly scrolled down the long, usual list of admiring E-mails. Loser, loser, another loser…. Junk mail…

Suddenly her eyes lit up as she saw one from a familiar address. Smiling, she opened it up and read, eyes flickering quickly over the words. Halfway through she had to stifle a gasp, unable to believe what she just read.

"RYAN!" She yelled down the hall. Her twin brother Ryan, at his own computer, cringed as his sister shrieked his name. Sure, he loved his sister to death, but usually when she called for him it meant she'd soon be bossing him into doing something he didn't want to do.

Sighing, he stood up and opened his door, leaning out to see his sister leaning out of her own door down the hall, a wild, happy grin on her face that meant nothing good.

"What?" He asked his sister, albeit a bit hesitantly.

"I have great news!" she cried happily. Ryan sighed tiredly.

"What's the news?"

"Nicki's moving back!" Sharpay said with glee. Nicki had been Sharpay's best friend since Pre-School, but she had moved away when they were ten. The two of them had always kept in touch, but they hadn't seen each other since the fateful move.

"Great…" Ryan answered with a bit of worry in his voice as Sharpay disappeared back into her room. He remembered Nicki being exactly like Sharpay- and not just the love of acting and fashion. He wasn't sure if he could handle two Sharpays. Just as he was turning to re-enter his room, she poked her head out of the door again.

"Isn't it? She'll be here next Saturday!"

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A week later, Sharpay sat on the living room couch, flipping through a fashion magazine, and glancing at the clock every few seconds. Nicki was supposed to have been here hours ago! she thought frustrated, huffing.

Suddenly the chime of the doorbell rang out through the house. Sharpay leapt to her feet, leaving the magazine behind as she rushed to the door. She wrenched it open with a smile that faded as she saw the plain-looking girl standing there.

"Sharpay!" The girl cried excitedly, her light brown curls swinging around her face as she bounced on her heels slightly.

"Do I know you?" Sharpay asked scathingly. The girl looked slightly shocked to be addressed such, and replaced her joyful smile with a derisive scowl.

"Of course you do. Everybody knows who I am!" The girl replied, frowning further and placing her hands on her hips.

"Please! I know anybody who's anybody, and since I clearly don't know you, I'd suggest you get off my doorstep, Nobody." The girl snorted at Sharpay's answer.

"Takes one to know one."

"Are you here to insult me, or do you have an actual reason for being here? If not, leave!" The girl huffed at Sharpay.

"Well, I was here to see my fabulous friend Sharpay… But I can see she isn't here, so I'll be leaving now. Good day, Miss" The girl turned her back and began to leave.

"Wait," Sharpay said, realization dawning on her as the girl turned around, "Nicki, is that you?" The girl smiled.

"Took you long enough," Nicki answered as Sharpay flung her arms around her friend in a joyous hug.

"I'm so glad to see you!" Sharpay squealed as they parted and turned towards the still-open door.

"So…. I've seen beauty, but where's the beast?" Nicki asked, looking around as though expecting him to jump out from behind a bush..

"Oh, Ryan's inside, come on," Sharpay said, gesturing for her to come in. Nicki entered the huge house, which was more of mansion, behind her friend. Sharpay walked Nicki to the second living room, where Ryan was sitting watching a movie.

"What up, Count Dorkula?" Nicki casually greeted Ryan as she sat on the back of the couch. Ryan looked away from the movie and to the brown-haired girl behind him. Oh no, he thought,

"Hey, Nicki," he said with a weak smile, carefully stifling a groan as he thought of all the trouble the pair were going to get him into.

"Please, Frankingeek, I'm not the same brat you knew six years ago. I've changed," Nicki said with a slightly unnerving malicious smile.

"Into what?" He asked, partly afraid of the answer.

"If I told you, I wouldn't have changed at all." She said before she turned back to Sharpay "So anything new in your life? Finally catch that Bolton boy?" Nicki asked, referring to Troy Bolton, star of the basketball team, and Mr. Perfect of East High.

"Nope, not yet but I'm close" Sharpay replied, fidgeting slightly.

"Close?" Ryan snorted. "What are you talking about, close? He's madly in love with Gabriella." Sharpay glared at the back of his head, inwardly fuming. She hadn't yet told Nicki about Gabriella, who had not only beat her for the lead role in the Winter Musical, but had also stolen her crush, Troy. Sharpay hardly ever lost at something she wanted, and when she did it was hard to admit it.

"Who's this Gabriella?" Nicki questioned knowingly.

"Just the evil, conniving, goody-two shoes" Sharpay answered scornfully

"I take it you don't like her."

"Whatever gave you that idea?" Sharpay answered sarcastically, standing up from her seat on the couch with a huff

"Well anyway, you know what should do?" Nicki said as she stood from the couch to comfort her friend.

"What?" Sharpay asked, clearly still upset.

"GO SHOPPING!!!!" Nicki announced, and the two friends grabbed hands, jumping up and down and squealing, while Ryan shook his head and muttered something that sounded very much like "Girls.".

"Okay, come on, Ryan, we're going shopping!" She told her twin, walking to the front hall to get her coat.

"Why do I have to come?" Ryan asked, wary of being in a mall with two teenage Sharpay-esque girls. Sharpay stopped, turned around, and blinked at him, her expression reading 'Do I really have to explain?'.

"To carry our bags of course!" Sharpay said as if it was as obvious as the sky is blue. Ryan rolled his eyes but followed the girls out the door.

Author's note: ok that chapter uno, what do you think? I first like to thank my awesome beta/bestie Emptyinkwell or how ever you spell your name, who made my story grammatically correct. Also I'd like to thank you all for taking the time to get this far and actually read the whole thing. Please R&R :