Older Guy
Summary: See Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING.
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3 weeks later
For the past three weeks, Sharpay gave Troy the cold shoulder. She was determined not to fall for this guy. So, when he got close to her, she'd move. Whenever he tried to talk to her, she'd ignore him or walk away. When he touched her, she would jerk away from him. 'What the hell?' Troy thought angrily after Sharpay blew him off…again. At first he didn't mind, but now it was getting on his nerves. 'I need to talk to her.'
Later that day, Troy barged into Sharpay's room. Sharpay looked up from her book. "Excuse you!" she yelled.
"What's up with you? Why are you treating like this? You were nicer three weeks ago! I didn't mind at first, but now you're pissing me off!" Troy yelled.
"Uh, this is my house and I do whatever I want!" Sharpay exclaimed.
"I know that, but do you have to be such a bitch about it?" Troy asked.
Sharpay's jaw dropped. "Excuse me? You don't have to be here!" she screamed.
"Give me one good reason why I should leave and I will," Troy said.
"I don't want you here," Sharpay said.
Troy shook his head. "That's not a good enough reason."
Sharpay stood up. "It is for me," she raised her arm and pointed at the door, "So get the fuck out!"
Troy nodded. "Okay, but explain to me this. What the hell did I do to you?"
"Nothing! It's not you! It's me. It's my mom," Sharpay said, sitting down on her bed.
"What are you talking about?" Troy asked.
Sharpay sighed. "When my dad used to live here, he could never please me. Enough was never enough with me. If I wanted something and he'll get it exactly how I wanted it, I'll get mad at him saying it wasn't perfect. I was always stressing him out, but he would never get mad at me. Then, one night, I heard him to my mom," Troy could see tears forming in Sharpay's eyes, "He said he couldn't deal with me right now. That he loved us, but he just couldn't stay here. He said he would visit us as much as he could. He left because of me." Sharpay said, fighting back tears.
Troy sat down beside her. "What does your mom have to do with this?" he asked. Instantly, he saw anger in her eyes.
"She started hiring all these people and getting boyfriends so I'll have a father figure around. It always pisses me off, because I see my dad a lot and I don't need some stranger to help take care of me. We've gotten into arguments about it. Every time she does it, I end up them away. I guess I have a nag for that," Sharpay explained. She wasn't angry anymore; just sad.
Troy put his hand on her knee. "You can't blame yourself," he told her.
Sharpay looked at him. "Don't you get it?" she said. "My daddy left because of me. If I wasn't so spoiled and bratty, he would still be here and my mom wouldn't do this." By this time, tears were rolling down her face. "I get so mad at myself, because I realize that they did this because they care about me and I was too stupid to notice."
Troy looked her in the eyes and said, "Don't put yourself down like that. Your dad left because of your dad. He wasn't ready, so he just had to get himself together, okay? He'll be back. I promise."
Sharpay wasn't crying as much anymore. "Really?" she asked.
Troy nodded. Sharpay laughed. "What?" Troy asked.
"It's just that…three weeks ago, I wouldn't have dreamed of having this talk with you," she said.
Troy chuckled. He wiped her tears away with his hand. There was an awkward silence. Sharpay put her hand on Troy's hand, which was still on her face. Troy started leaning in to kiss Sharpay. When Sharpay saw this, she gently removed Troy's hand from her face and turned her head. When Troy realized what was going on, he turned around and cleared his throat. After about fifteen seconds, he looked at Sharpay again. "So, uh, does this mean we're friends? Because I really don't want to get into it with you again," he said.
Sharpay looked at him and smiled. "Yeah."
Troy smiled.
"You know as a friend," Sharpay started, "I need to tell you something."
"What's that?" Troy asked.
Sharpay sighed and giggled. "Get out my room."
Troy's jaw dropped. "Oh, snap! It's like that?"
Sharpay smiled and said, "Yeah, it's like that. Now, get out."
Troy nodded and stood up. He walked to the door and stopped. He turned around and asked, "Now, what if I said you were banned from my room?"
Sharpay looked up from her book and asked, "What if I said I don't care?" Troy laughed and left the room.
August 26
Troy laughed as he watched Sharpay run around the house searching for supplies. They had school tomorrow and she had waited the last minute to get her stuff together. He had already finished.
"Where are my notebooks?" Sharpay asked.
"In the dining room," Troy said. Sharpay ran into the dining room.
"Where's my bag?" Sharpay asked. "In the sun room," Troy said. As Sharpay ran to the sun room, she dropped the notebooks in the couch.
"Where are my pencils?" Sharpay asked.
"On the coffee table," Troy said.
"We have ten coffee tables!" Sharpay screamed.
"Check them all!" Troy said. Sharpay ran by, dropping her bag on the couch. Just then, she screamed. There was a crash and then a thud. Troy looked in that direction. "I'm okay! I found my pencils!" Sharpay yelled.
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"Shut up," Sharpay told Troy, who kept laughing at her.
He stopped long enough to say, "I told you to get yours stuff ready early."
"I was busy with other things," she said.
"With what? You were texting when I was getting my stuff together," Troy said.
"That was my thing to do," Sharpay said in her 'duh' voice. Troy sighed.
The next day
Troy and Sharpay walked in school together. Sharpay pushed Troy away from her. "Not too close. I don't want you crampin' my style," she said.
Troy looked at her. "You're a freshman. This is your first day. You don't have a style yet."
"Yeah, that's why I wanna make an impression and hanging with a senior is…perfect," Sharpay said, holding Troy's hand.
Troy looked down at their entwined fingers. "What are you doing?" he asked.
Sharpay looked straight ahead and said, "Making an impression."
Troy looked up to see a lot of people staring as they walked by. Troy pulled his hand away, causing Sharpay to stop. "Whoa, don't make people think I'm your boyfriend," he said.
Sharpay rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. Some of them already do." Then she walked to a group of her friends. Troy shook his head and went to his friends.
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"Hey, guys!" Sharpay said. They all turned around.
"Hey, Sharpay," they said. She gave each of them a hug. Her friend's names were Kelsi Neilson, Martha Cox, Taylor McKessie, and Zeke Baylor. He was in the group, because the girls like the way he looks and the way he cooks. He's also a junior. "Hi, Zeke," Sharpay said, smiling widely ay him. The girls rolled their eyes.
"Hey, Sharpay," he said.
Taylor looked at Sharpay. "Who was that boy you were walking with?"
"Troy Bolton. My mom did it again," Sharpay said. They nodded. "I became friends with him, though."
Taylor nodded and asked, "So you two aren't dating?"
Sharpay almost laughed. "I don't want that boy. I got Zeke," she said. Zeke smiled and shook his head.
"Good, because I want him," Taylor said.
Sharpay looked at her and said, "He doesn't want you." Taylor glared at her. "I'm kidding," Sharpay said.
"That's what I thought."
Sharpay smiled and asked, "And what if I wasn't?"
Taylor smiled and said, "I would kill with such a chemical!" They all started laughing.
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"What up, TB," Troy's friends said.
"Hey, what's up?" His best friend, Chad Danforth, looked at him and asked, "So what's this I hear about you going with a freshman?"
Troy looked at him like he had three eyes. "What? No I don't. I don't have a girlfriend," he said. Just then, a girl named Gabriella Montez walked by and rubbed her hand down Troy's arm.
"Hey, Troy," she said. When she walked away, she added an extra sway to hips. The boys watched her walk.
Jason Cross, one his other friends, said, "Yet." The rest of them nodded.
End of the day
Troy walked in the house a little angry. Sharpay, on the other hand, walked in laughing up a storm. "Shut up," Troy said.
Sharpay calmed down a bit. "I'm sorry, but it was too easy. I told you to turn off your phone," she said. Then thought about it and started laughing again. Troy shook his head and went upstairs. So did Sharpay.
In Troy's last class, Sharpay kept sending texts to his phone. She knew he didn't turn it off. That's why she kept doing it. Finally, the teacher took it from him. That's why he was so mad.
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"I'm not talking to you, Sharpay," Troy said as Sharpay knocked on the door.
"I'm sorry, Troy. I'll get my mom to get your phone back. Troy," Sharpay begged. Just then, she heard the front door open, followed by laughter. Sharpay walked to the stairs and peeked downstairs to see her mom hugged up with some guy. Anger immediately rose in her. She walked downstairs and cleared her throat.
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Troy noticed Sharpay had stopped knocking on his door. 'Good. She finally got the message,' he thought to himself. Just when he was about to listen to his ipod, he heard yelling downstairs. 'What's going on?' he thought. He walked out of his room and went to the staircase. He went down five steps. He saw Sharpay arguing with her mom and at some guy. He sat down and watched.
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"You need to leave," Sharpay told her mom's new man.
Gwen put her hand on his chest and said, "Stay." Then she turned to Sharpay. "Who do you think you are?"
Angry tears streamed down Sharpay's face. "I'm a girl who wants her dad back!" she screamed. Gwen froze, the "new guy" looked confused, and Troy cringed.
"Sharpay -," Gwen started.
"You know, mommy," Sharpay interrupted, "I want you to explain something to me. Explain to me how you think you can get boyfriends and not tell me. Explain how you could ever think that anyone could replace my dad."
The "new guy" stepped closer and said, "I'm not trying to replace your dad, kid."
Sharpay glared at him. "Shut up. I'm not talking to you," she said. Then she turned to her mom. "I'm not talking to you, either."
Then she turned around and ran to the staircase. Troy got up and hid. Before Sharpay went upstairs, she turned to the "new guy" and said, "Don't forget to lock the door when you sneak out." Then she ran to her room, slamming the door behind her.
'Wow,' Troy thought. He started to go to his room, but something told him to check on Sharpay. He knocked on her door. There was no answer. He knocked again. Still no answer. This time, he slightly opened the door. He peeked inside. Sharpay wasn't in there. He walked in the room. He looked around. "Where is she?" he whispered to himself as he walked onto the balcony.
"Up here," came a voice. Troy turned around to see Sharpay sitting on her roof. "I take it you heard the argument," she said.
Troy nodded and said, "And saw it." Sharpay sighed. Fresh tears started rolling down her face. Troy looked for a way to climb up onto the roof. Finally, he climbed a vine gate. He sat beside Sharpay and wrapped her in a hug. They sat like that for a while.
Finally, Sharpay said, "Troy, I don't want you here."
Troy looked at the top of her head. "What?"
"What I mean is that I don't want you to hear these arguments me and my mom get in," Sharpay explained.
'She actually cares,' Troy thought. "It's okay. Really," he said.
"It's embarrassing. We get in them often. I don't know why she does this when she knows how it affects me," Sharpay said.
Troy looked confused. "Why don't you just tell her?" he asked.
"I have plenty of times."
"That's rude," Troy said. Sharpay giggled. "Ha! I got you to smile," Troy said, lifting her head.
Sharpay smiled wider as a thought crept into her head. "You want a reward?" she asked.
"What?" Troy asked.
Sharpay sat up. "Do you want a reward for making me smile?"
"Okay," Troy said.
Sharpay leaned closer to his face. "How about I'll give you a kiss for everytime you make me smile."
Troy smiled and asked, "Really?"
Sharpay leaned closer, their lips centimeters apart. "Nope." Then she climbed down. Troy was stunned. Before she walked in her room, she looked at Troy and said, "I know. You want me."
Troy smiled and said, "Yeah right." Then he jumped down and ran after her.
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