Here's the next chapter, enjoy!

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A month later.

Sharpay sat in her room. She had been dying a little on the inside ever since Troy turned her into her parents. Nobody cared to truly see what was wrong except her new therapist. She had been the only one to actually listen to her problems

Flashback

"So Ms. Evans, your parents have invited me over to speak with you as to why you wished to run away," Mrs. Scott said. She seemed like a pleasant woman, one who had that air about her that said 'you can trust me.' So, Sharpay did.

"Exactly, my parents want you to talk to me. They think they care, but they don't know that they're the reason why I need to get out of here," Sharpay said.

"What do you mean by that dear?"

"They don't really care what happens to me, it's all about them. This whole thing is just about appearances to them. They don't really want me or my brother around. They're so ignorant about me and how I feel. Of course though, my brother doesn't realize this. He's the one who has excelled at everything, they think I'm a failure. I'm not exactly wanted, that's generally why they're always on vacation. It's all to just get away from me. They don't love me," Sharpay got out.

"Wow, I would've never suspected. They called me themselves to make sure that 'they're darling daughter was going to be okay.' They said that they just wanted their baby back to normal," Mrs. Scott said.

"Yeah, that tends to be how they are. It's all about how the family looks. Never is it about how we feel, just the looks," Sharpay said.

The rest of the session, Sharpay was able to connect with Mrs. Scott. In one session with her, Sharpay was able to feel a lot better.

The only time Sharpay ever showed any emotion now a days was with Mrs. Scott. Nobody could truly figure out what was wrong with her.

Troy Bolton, he betrayed her. He had hurt her most of all. His reputation at school was obviously just a facade. He had seemed like such a nice person who she thought she could trust, oh what a mistake that had been. She'd give anything to have never gone to his house that night. She needed out, she needed to get away, but with everybody watching her, there was no way to escape. Troy hadn't even shown his face, not that she wanted to see him anyways.

Troy on the other hand, he was dying from the guilt. He couldn't help but feel bad about turning Sharpay in. Shouldn't he be feeling good? He had stopped her from escaping, it was for the best, wasn't it?

He hadn't seen her since that night. That look of hurt, he could not get it out of his head. It was a horrible feeling, he had to make it right. Now, all he had to do was figure out what it was he needed to do to get to her and then, make her forgive him.

Sharpay laid on her bed, her homework was finished, she'd had dinner, now to just go to bed and wait for the next emotionless day to come.

There was a knock on the door, she didn't want any visitors, but she knew that wouldn't stop whoever wanted to come in.

"Sharpay, Troy is here to see you," she heard Ryan say. Oh great, she thought, the one person I didn't want to talk to.

"Hi Shar," Troy said while staring at the ground and Ryan went back out the door.

There was no response.

"Can you say something?" he asked.

Once again, there wasn't any response.

"Please, I'm really sorry, for stopping you from running away. I thought it was the right thing to do, but I just have this feeling that I was entirely wrong,"

"You were," she replied without any emotion.

"Why was it so important that you run away though? I mean, your family just seems so perfect, why would you want to leave all this?"

"You don't know anything, I'm not trying to escape from this life. I'm trying to escape from my family."

"Your family? You guys seem so perfect."

"Yeah, we seem perfect, but have you ever thought that there might be something more to the 'Perfect Evans?'"

"Not really..."

"Exactly, why do you think that my acting skills are so good?"

"Oh..."

"You should just leave Troy. You don't need to stand here and feel guilty," Sharpay said, she still hadn't moved from her spot.

"Shar, please. Look at me at least," he pleaded.

"Just leave," she said. His apology wouldn't change the fact that she was still here.

Troy headed for the door, but turned around and looked toward her one last time, "I will make it up to you, just know that." And with that, he walked out the door.

She turned around and faced the opposite way of the door, he couldn't make it up to her.

Soooooooo, I lied. This isn't going to be a twoshot, it's going to be a threeshot. I was going to end it here, but one of the reviews about why she wanted to run away made me change my mind. I wasn't really going to give a reason so I had to think of one and this was the best way that I could fit it in. So please review this one too, and I'm pretty sure the last chapter will be up tomorrow :) Thanks for the reviews, I appreciate it a lot!

Jenny