Sorry the last chapter was so short! I'll make sure my chapters are at least 1,000 words. That one was only 713. Ugh I bet you don't even care. Stupid betches. ) Anyway, see how I posted this next chapter the VERY next day? Don't EVER expect an update that fast again. Just a heads up. I just wanted people to get interested in my story, and the first chapter did NOT do any justice. So enjoy, and uhmm...YES ENJOY!
P.S. I don't own anything, because if I did, Gabriella and Troy would NEVER be together. In fact Troy would throw up everytime he saw Gabriella, causing Gabriella to drown in his vomit, and resulting in DEATH. ) And than Troy being so traumatized would run to Sharpay for comfort and they have sexy time. Lol sorry for creeping you guys out just read the damn story!!
P.P.S. I usually try not to curse on the internet, cause I know some people are offended, so sorry if you see it throughout the story. I just wanna portray usual high schoolers (their vocabulary isn't usually squeaky-clean as Disney says!!)
Chapter 2: Incredibly Sleazy
Sharpay walked into the 4-story building known as East High School, home of the Wildcats. She took a deep breath and kept on walking as she received a shitload of stares, more stares than she'd ever received in her 17 years.
"Hey Evans, did you get less ugly?" One rude boy called to Sharpay.
"Yeah, I did, but it looks like you didn't!" Sharpay flipped him off and continued to her locker. She loathed all this attention, she wasn't used to it. She liked to keep to herself, and only herself.
Sharpay stood at locker, her head hidden by the door, and someone came up to her.
"Hey, baby, are you tired? 'Cause you been runnin' through my mind all day," A certain basketball star chimed.
"Get lost, jerk, and while you're at it, learn some new pickup lines because whoever told you that would work obviously isn't on your side."
"Wait a minute, is that…? Is that Sharpener?" Troy Bolton got up from against the locker, and opened the locker door more so he could have a view of the girl he had just flirted with.
"Do I look like a tool for perfecting pencils? My name is Sharpay, Troy, and last time I checked, you have a girlfriend."
"Ew, sorry I ever even glanced at you. I don't associate with lames." Troy scoffed and jogged towards his girlfriend, who was looking incredibly sleazy today, wearing a tube top and miniskirt with 4 inch heels.
"So why do you associate with that slut?' Sharpay said under her breath.
"Because she's hotter than you." A voice said behind her.
Sharpay whipped around. "Jesus, Nick, you scared the shit outta me! Were you listening to us?"
"No shit, Shar." Nick, Sharpay's lifelong friend, looked Sharpay up and down before resting his eyes on her chest.
Sharpay shoved Nick into a locker and laughed. "Sheesh, could you be a bit more obvious?"
"What the hell happened to you? It looks like Eva Longoria and Karolina Kurkova did it, and you're their baby." Nick smiled as his linked his arms with Sharpay, walking to their first class; Geometry.
"One, you need sperm to have a baby, and I don't see any males in that equation, therefore your statement is totally illogical."
"Sharpay! Take a compliment, you look adorable. I always thought you thought Picture Day was a plot to convince teenagers that dressing up and getting a 'hot' a picture in the yearbook was actually important, and that we're all just gonna die anyway."
"Nick, do you remember everything I say? And besides, my sister convinced me to let her fix me up. I don't care how I look." Sharpay lied and walked a bit faster. "We're gonna be late, hurry up."
"Shar, when have you ever cared about math?"
"True…" She slowed to his pace and rested her head on his muscular shoulder. "How come you hang out with me?" Sharpay questioned.
"I already told you. You're special to me. A lot of these bonehead girls in our school don't compare to you. They're not even close! You're my absolute best friend….besides it doesn't hurt to have a little eye candy everyday." With that, Nick slapped her ass and she giggled walking into their class.
"Nick. Late. Detention. Sharpay. Late. Dete--" Mr. Warner took off his glasses and rubbed them on his shirt. He then put them back on and let out a low whistle. "My God, Evans, is that you?"
"Put your eyes back in your head, Warner, this girl's not for sale." Sharpay smirked and sat down next Nick, which unfortunately, was in front of Troy.
"Looks like Sharpener's all grown up. What are you doing walking around in your mom's heels, anyway?" Troy leaned forward and whispered in her ear. His breath was hot and smelled like Winterfresh."
Sharpay thought of something witty to say, but she was too breathless to even focus. Since when did anything Basketball Boy had to say affect her? She was losing her mind.
"Fuck off, Troy."
"Whatever." Troy decided to not to say anything more to her. He never really knew she existed before today. As he tried to take notes, he found his eyes wandering to Sharpay. He leaned over a bit so he could see all her curves, and oh, that scent was driving him wild. He glanced at Nick, who was watching him.
"What do you want, freak?" Troy hissed, trying to hide his uneasiness. Since when did Sharpay make him uneasy?
"Oh, nothing at all." Nick smirked, and Troy knew he'd been caught staring. "Take a picture, Troy, it'll last longer." Nick chuckled to himself and laid a hand on Sharpay's waist. He caressed her curves, before stopping at her ass. He cupped a cheek and squeezed. He did all this, never taking his eyes off Troy.
"Nick, what the hell?" Sharpay of course didn't mind. Nick was her best friend, and as cute as he was, he never dated any girls. He usually rejected all who asked. So she expected his hormones to kick in at random times, and he wouldn't even look at any other girl except Sharpay.
"I'm just appreciating your body." Nick slowly moved up to her breast and massaged it, flicking the nipple with his thumb.
"God, stop, you're gonna make me horny. If you're so excited," Sharpay grabbed his hand and put it on his crotch. "Go crazy."
Troy felt himself getting hot. He looked down at the bulge in his pants. Not even Gabriella could do that. "Shit."
"What is it, Troy?" Nick's eye caught the little lump forming in Troy's jeans. "Oh, that's just sick. Just sick," Nick said in mock disgust. The bell rang.
"What is?" Sharpay asked, looking at Troy through her peripheral vision. She knew her skirt had ridden up when she sat down. She knew better than to pull it up just yet.
Troy eyes pleaded with Nick not to say anything. His mouth twitched in anticipation of what Nick was going to do.
"Becky is wearing last year's pumps, see? Just horrid," Nick lied. He didn't know shit about fashion or shoes.
Troy let out a huge sigh and walked out of the classroom, and he felt a strong hand on his shoulder.
"You saw what happened in there? That means Sharpay's mine. Em-aye-en-ee. Mine. If I so much as catch you glancing at her, you'll never have to worry about getting a boner again. Got it?"
"Yeah, man." Troy rubbed his neck, feeling foolish.
"Now get the fuck outta my sight. 'I don't associate with lames.'" Nick shoved Troy into a locker, and ran to catch up with Sharpay.
A boy who had just witnessed everything stared at Troy.
"What?! What the fuck are you looking at?!" Troy grabbed the front of the boy's shirt and lifted him into the air.
"Chill, dude, I was just looking." The boy struggled to get down.
"I didn't see any show! There was nothing to be 'just looking' at!!" Troy growled.
"Boys, boys, what's the problem here?" Gabriella walked up to Troy and made him release the boy. He just stood there, looking catatonic.
"Scram!" Troy barked at the boy, and he instantly shook out of it and darted down the nearest staircase.
"Baby, how was Geometry?" Gabriella asked, playing with his hands.
Troy immediately thought of Sharpay's body, how he was so tantalized by her presence. Then he thought of Nick, and how humiliated Nick made him feel. Troy smashed his lips onto Gabriella's, and he put all his anger, frustration, and lust into that kiss.
He pretended Gabriella was Sharpay.
AHHH Troy's beginning to have some sort of emotion for Sharpay!! And please, don't see Troy as some shallow jerk who just likes Sharpay for her looks. That's what attracts him to her, but...well you'll find out the rest later. STAY TUNED FOLKS!
