Sweet Revenge

Part two

She had her eyes set on her target. As the boy across the room watched her every move, the mixing of his wooden spoon temporarily stopped.

Her heels clicked as she effortlessly missed the spillages of flour and other un named substances on the floor.

Reaching out with her newly manicured hand she tapped one very shy and shocked Rob Timmins on the shoulder.

His big brown looked up to her, and she visibly saw them widen behind his glasses.

She inwardly shuddered and plastered a fake smile on her face.

"Hi Rob," she said cheerily, twirling a strand of her hair and leaning against the bench.

"Hi" he squeaked.

The hand with which he held his wooden spoon started to shake, causing the batter to splatter everywhere, including Sharpay's top

"Oh my, I'm so sorry" he again squeaked backing away slowly as the intimidating blonde before him turned red.

Sharpay was breathing in and out heavily as her hand flew to her shirt.

Please tell me that did not happen

Her hand was met with the stickiness she was not accustomed to having on her top.

My brand new top!

She was somehow aware of the anxious stares of the class. They were waiting for an explosion.

This time however they were surprised.

She forced a smile.

"No problem"

Rob looked somewhat relieved and with a slightly steadier hand he passed her a napkin.

Zeke who had witnessed the whole thing had walked over.

"Sharpay"? He whispered, "What are you doing in here"?

Oh no he just didn't? He did, the cheek!

She placed a hand on her hip "Zeke what a surprise to see you here" She giggled.

"Not that it's any of your business but I'm here to see Rob" she added a little icily.

Turning back to a very nervous Rob she smiled sweetly.

"Have lunch with me"

Rob noted that this wasn't a question, this was a request, and no one said no to Sharpay.

"Ok" he simply replied, pushing up his glasses.

She smiled "Wonderful" she placed the napkin on the bench and waved "tootles"

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Troy watched as his teammates filed out of the gym. Just across from where he was standing stood the cheerleaders, all huddled together laughing and whispering and every now and then they would cast a look his way.

He sighed.

This wasn't terrible, no this was hell.

Since when do I listen to Sharpay?

He ran a hand through his hair

Oh yeah since she unfortunately decided to befriend me

"Remember, this isn't all about her, it's about revenge," he whispered to himself.

"Come on man, you can do this" he added, egging himself on.

He made his way over as the huddle came away and they all formed a straight line.

Do they do everything together? Well one things for sure I'm not going through with this if they'll all be coming on the date, I don't care what Sharpay says.

"Hi Troy" they all called.

"Uh Hi" he replied, his eyes landed on Claire.

"Can I uh talk to you for a sec"?

Man I sound nervous, calm down he silently scolded.

Claire grinned "Sure"

She waved her hand and the other girls walked away.

"What is it Troy"? She asked batting her eyelashes.

"Well I was wondering"?…….

"If I'm free tonight"? She asked cutting him off.

Troy could only nod and watched as she grabbed a pen from her bag, she then grabbed his hand and wrote her address.

"Pick me up at 7"

She smiled sweetly " see you tonight Troy"

Once she was out of the gym and out of ear shot Troy threw one of the basketballs at the wall.

How did she end up in control?

He ran a hand through his hair.

Well there goes my Friday night, It better be worth it.

TBC