Okay, I'm not completely ready to write the next chapter to 'Flipped', so I guess I can start this story. I mean, if you don't mind...

Oh, and thanxz for all of your reviews, they were all really nice!

PROLOGUE

It was hard for Troy too keep his eyes off of her. Even though the nicely decorated hall was filled to the brim with friends and family, it was like they were the only two people in the room. Sharpay smiled at Troy, as starry-eyed as he was, ready to start the rest of her life with him, ready to see what the future held for the both of them. And he smiled back, ready to support her, ready to make decisions. "Promise me we'll always be together." his lips were pressed to her ear.

They hadn't even realized that the music had stopped, and their feet still shuffled across the marble floor, earning looks of confusion from family members. Sharpay made sure that her brown eyes had met his ocean blue ones before answering. "I promise." she whispered to him softly. "I promise..." This was a delicate moment. A moment that is supposed to last forever, even when the night ends, and you're left with empty tables, littered floors, and a few hungover guests.

But none the less, it was their wedding. A night of adults getting drunk, and somewhere in there, you still find a couple's story of love. "To Troy and Sharpay..." Chad lifted his champagne flute into the air, and the rest of the crowd followed. "Let's hope this marriage lasts." His last statement was meant to be funny. They laughed, but they didn't know that one day in the future, they would think back to that night and remember what the best man had said, and realize how ironic the whole speech had been.

Troy and Sharpay were sitting next to each other on Chad's right as he finished his speech. Their champagne glasses touched as they toasted the love that they thought would last forever. "I love you." He told her once more, and the clapping coming from the audience sounded distant. That always happened when Sharpay smiled, it was like they were the only two people there once again...

Troy could literally see the colors of the world melt away as a tiny, screaming life was placed in his arms. But she stopped crying the second she felt Troy's warmth against her. What really grabbed Troy's attention were the two blue eyes that looked up to him in curiosity and her lips pursed in a silent hello. He couldn't even hear Sharpay's shaky breaths as the pain of labor washed over her once again. The baby girl in his arms brought him peace. "Olivia." he blurted out. Peace.

But there was two of them. Two of the same peace-bringing faces that looked to the couple, the second one in Sharpay's arms. She smiled, despite the giant ache that rocked throught her entire body. She held the tiny fingers of her brand new baby girl, not knowing what to do next. An identical pair of blue eyes were lazily sliding shut as the crying and screaming in the room stopped completely. Troy turned around and looked back at his wife.

There was two of them. Twins. Sharpay stroked the thin browning hair on the top of the nameless baby's head in her trembling arms. "Adele." she said, and she didn't even know why. She would have to look it up later. But at that very moment, all she wanted to do was to let her head tip back against her pillow and take in the fact that together, Troy and Sharpay had brought two lives into the world. She felt a kiss against her forehead. And sweet whispers in her ear. Just like that night that they would never forget.

"That's my girl..." he said quietly as Sharpay drifted into sleep. There were three girls in his life now. That was a line that he was going to have to use a lot. "You did it, Sharpay." But a little smile tugged at her lips and she was able to squeeze a few more words out before she fell into a dream.

"We did it, Troy."

Troy scrambled out of their master bedroom, a storm of designer clothes following him. "Sharpay! What are you doing?" It was almost as if she had gone completely psycho, a flurry of rage and tears going at the same time. "What's wrong?" But she didn't answer him. She tossed a suitcase out the door next, prepared to pack her bags in the extended hallway. She stuffed a crinkled half of one of their favorite pictures of them in her back pocket.

"You're really asking me what's wrong?" she kneeled on the carpet, carelessly tossing some of her clothes into the suitcase as she sniffled. "You've forgotten me, Troy. You got so caught up in this whole NBA thing..." The sound of simultaneous cries filled the hallway next. "That you've forgotten me. You've forgotten us." she raced down the hallway towards the nursery and she instantly softened, pulling Adele into her arms from a crib.

"But... it's my job, Sharpay." Troy answered, hoping his simple answer would keep her from doing what he thought was coming next. But it didn't work. She gently placed Adele back on the padding and violently tore the diamond ring of of her left fourth finger. She took his hand, placed the ring in his palm, and force it closed, indicating that it was over. It was all over. "Sharpay!"

But she looked to him with pleading eyes. "You don't want this, Troy." she slowly shook her head and a new swell of tears came on. "You know you don't want this... you don't love me..." But of course he did! He chased her back down the hallway as she dragged her suitcase along back to the nursery, hastily stuffing footsies and booties into the opening. This was all happening so quickly, it was almost as if it wasn't happening at all. He couldn't believe it, but Troy found himself as hysterical as she was.

"No! Sharpay, that's not true... I can change, I really can..." he tried forcing the ring back into her delicate palm. The ring that had actually represented them becoming one, looked different somehow. Like it was insignificant. "You can't leave..." the cries came back, and Sharpay instantly went to Adele's rescue again. "Please, can we talk about..."

"Let me take her." Sharpay stated, never looking up from Adele's wide blue eyes. Even in the bad situation, Sharpay's daughter still brought a smile to her face. That was all she wanted. Troy could keep the famous lifestyle, the money, everything. She just wanted what she was holding in her arms at that very moment.

Troy's froze. "What?" So she was going to take one baby and not the other? "Sharpay! You can't leave!" But she had already packed her bags, she had already given back the ring, it was all final. And now she was going to take a child. They were twins. They were meant to stay together. "Sharpay!" he couldn't hold her attention. She abandoned the suitcase and silently headed down their stairs towards the elaborate double doors.

"I can't give you the benefit of the doubt any longer, Troy." Sharpay was surprised at how calm she was. "I can't act like this isn't happening." the screams coming from her arms had stopped, and the others had started up upstairs. Sharpay's nose was red and her cheeks glistened with hot tears, but she still managed a weak smile. "Don't forget to tell Olivia all about me." with one arm, she opened up one half of the double doors and stepped into the breezy afternoon.

"Sharpay!" Troy called after her. She couldn't leave... none of it was worth it without her. It had all been for Sharpay. She turned around on the walkway. The wind was blowing her blonde hair to one side and she looked like she couldn't break a spirit... but she could.

"Tell her that she has a mother... who still loves her. Very, very much."

That was the last time Troy saw Sharpay. Not only did she leave behind a daughter, but she also left behind two broken hearts.

But that was before. Before Olivia grew up with only dreams about her beautiful mother. Before Adele wrote letters to the father she never knew, and kept them in a secret box. Before the summer where two girls would meet and dig up the remains Troy and Sharpay's love...

Sorry if this last part was too 'melodramatic', but it's all about getting the point across. And that's how I do it. Like it? Hate it? Leave a review!