AN: So this is the first chapter of She Watched. This will be a Troypay, just so you're all clear. TROYPAY FOR THE WIN! lol. So here it is. R and R. –V.
Her eyes were filled with tears of sadness as she painted her room a blinding white with mascara smudged on her face. She would erase all traces of herself from Lava Springs. It was what they wanted. They would soon forget her, and no matter how hard she tried, she would never be able to forget them. As she finished painting the last wall, she slumped to the ground, loud sobs echoing off the empty walls. Javier and her three friends from the club were at the door, watching the poor, tortured soul. Their hearts broke watching one of their closest friends sitting on the ground in a manner so unlike her. In their arms were boxes filled with her things. She slowly rose up, her face showing no signs of the crying she had just done. Her face was an emotionless mask, and her friends worried it would remain that way. Once again, Sharpay's heart had frozen over.
It was the day after Everyday.
Ryan Evans woke up to the sounds of his alarm clock. Surprisingly, his room was silent. Usually when he woke up, Sharpay would be causing an enormous ruckus in the washroom that connected the two rooms. Yes, that's right, the twins shared a washroom. They were just that close…until recently that is.
As Ryan got out of bed, he took a quick glance in the mirror, and saw his blonde hair ruffled. Looks like I've been getting some action. Ryan laughed to himself, all the while thinking Chad and Troy had rubbed off on him too much. As Ryan reached the bathroom door, he cautiously turned the door knob. It was unlocked, unusual.
Ryan got a heavy feeling in his gut, and he decided to investigate. Sharpay should be in the washroom right now, it was just the usual routine. She would never wake up earlier than him, on account of needing enough 'beauty sleep'. And she would never get up late, considering she had a lot of things to do, or so she says.
The blonde walked over to the other side of the bathroom, turning the knob to his sister's room. It too, was unlocked. Again, strange much? Expecting to be blinded by pink, Ryan experienced the shock of his life. All of the wardrobe drawers were pulled out and emptied, her mattress was bare, and the walls blank and white. Ryan made his way over to Sharpay's closet, and stared into the empty blackness. Not a single sparkle.
"MOTHER!"
"Where's Sharpay? Why is her room so…so…so white? What happened to all of her stuff? Why are all her toiletries gone? Why aren't her tampons and pads in the cupboard underneath the sink anymore?" Ryan ranted.
"Ducky, calm down. You're sister is absolutely fine. She just felt that Lava Springs wasn't where she should be right now. It didn't have the excitement your sister wanted for her summer before senior year." Anne Evans explained.
"Where did she go?" he questioned.
"Classified info, Ducky."
"But Mom…" Ryan started.
"No buts. You're sister needs this time away from home. She left you a note." said Vance Evans.
Ryan took the note and walked over to the table where his friends were sitting at. Despite what people thought, Ryan truly did care for his sister, no matter how overbearing she could become.
"You okay, Ry?" Gabriella asked, as she leaned into Troy, his arm around her shoulders.
Tears were streaming down Ryan's face as he read the letter in his hands, ignoring his friends' worried looks.
"Ryan?"
"Ry?"
"Evans?"
All attempts to get through to Ryan weren't possible. His eyes just continued to scan over the letter, until it dropped out of his hands, onto the floor. He drew his knees up on the seat, put his head between his hands, laid them on his knees, and sobbed. The Wildcats gathered around Ryan in a tight circle in an attempt to comfort him.
"What happened, Ryan?" Gabriella asked, her voice filled with concern.
"She left." he simply replied, before continuing to cry.
The expressions worn on the faces of the Wildcats were a mix of confusion, pity, and anger for whoever had hurt their friend. It then quickly changed into expressions of great shock. She left? Why did she leave? The questions remained unanswered.
The letter lay forgotten on the ground.
Troy Bolton was currently in a meeting room at the University of Albuquerque. The board directors stood at a curved desk on a platform before him. Himself? In a single, wooden chair, with the eyes of the U of A board scrutinizing him intensely.
"Very well," one of the members, with the straightest face said, "You will be notified whether or not you receive the scholarship. You may leave."
"Oh, don't keep the boy in suspense!" another called.
The whole board broke out in smiles.
"Congratulations."
That was all Troy needed to hear. Pumping his fists in the air, he whooped with joy. He shook the hand of each board member, happy his future was secured.
It was then he spotted a pink, sparkly feather on the floor, almost hidden underneath the big desk of the board members. Troy bent over and picked up the feather quickly, secretly putting it into his pocket.
Gabriella Montez sat high on her life guard chair. She had a clear view of the pool, its crystal blue water with waves splashing against the skin of the club members.
Something caught Gabriella's eye in the pool. The sun's beams shone through the water and onto the object. A brilliant shine burst through, slightly lighting up the water.
Gabriella climbed down from her post, and walked over to the shallow end of the pool. Carefully leaning over, Gabriella stuck her hand into the depths of the pool, her hand enclosing around a tiny stone of some sort.
Pulling her hand out, careful to not let go of the mysterious object, Gabriella sat back. Opening her hand, she found a small, pink, heart shaped rhinestone in her palm.
Taylor McKessie watched as some of the Lava Springs workers brought in the picnic tables. She was one of the few trusted people put in charge by Mr. and Mrs. Evans to organize the First Annual Lava Springs Picnic Luncheon.
Inspired by Troy and Gabriella, Taylor had proposed an idea to Mr. and Mrs. Evans about having a picnic where all club members could gather for a barbeque and socialize, and get to know each other better. Contests would happen over the duration of the day. The male adult members would be at the grill, and the ladies would prepare other food. The staff members had the time off, and were invited to the picnic.
Once the table cloths were put on, workers started to bring out the plates, setting up places. Taylor had a chart with how many would be sitting at one table, and who would be sitting where.
As a server passed by her with a stack of dishes, Taylor noticed something. She waved for him to stop, and dividing the pile in half, Taylor took a plate out, and replaced the rest of the dishes. The worker resumed his way, not at all questioning her.
Taylor raised it to the sun, turning it around in her hands, as if it would disappear any moment. Because in her hands, was a sparkly, pink plate with the initials 'SE' in gold.
Chad Danforth was caddying for a business meeting. Mr. Evans, of course, was one of the many business men. They discussed advertisement techniques and effective marketing strategies. For what? Chad didn't know, and he didn't care. As long as he was getting paid, it was good enough.
As the group walked over to the next hole, they passed the sand. Chad lazily dragged the golf clubs behind him, slowly following the others. The first time, Chad passed the sand. But out of the corner of his eye, he saw something.
Dropping the golf clubs, Chad quickly went into the sand, and picked up the object. Turning it over in his hand, he stared at it in disbelief.
In Chad's hands, was a pink golf ball, with the initials SE written on it.
Kelsi Nielson was at the piano at the Lava Springs Country Club. She was making a few unnoticeable, but important changes to the composition she had written for Troy and Gabriella to sing at the upcoming picnic.
As Kelsi poised her fingers upon the keys of the gleaming grand piano, she took a deep breath. Her fingers played the melody with such familiarity and quickness, Kelsi quickly lost herself within the music. That is, until an odd sounding note reached her ears.
Kelsi opened her eyes as a dull sound went through one ear and out the other. She scanned her sheet music to make sure she was playing the correct notes. She was. Then what was the matter? Kelsi laid her finger upon the key, and played it several times. Each time, the sound came out as a dull note. Kelsi lifted the piano lid up to do a quick scan at all the strings.
And what Kelsi found there took her by surprise.
Lying inside the piano, held down by a small pebble, was pink sheet music to the song "Fabulous".
Dear Mr. Ryan Evans
I believe an introduction is in order. My name is Sharpay Evans, and I will be a senior this upcoming school year at East High. You may wonder why I am introducing myself to you. The answer is because you're a stranger to me now. You are no longer the brother I trusted with my secrets, you are no longer the brother I ran crying to, and you are no longer the brother I will cherish and love forever. All you are now to me is a stranger. Scratch that. All you are to me is dead.
-Miss Sharpay Evans
AN: So I FINALLY finished the first chapter, lol. How did you guys like it? Reviews are appreciated. :) :)