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Chapter 2: Obviously.
Previous in Out off league:
"Is anybody there?" Sharpay said, scared.
Zeke thought he should show where he was. He stood up.
"It's me, Sharpay." Zeke said.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sharpay yelled.
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Zeke looked down and said: "I just want to see you. I mean after the game, I thought I would drive by you. I wouldn't visit you. Just drive by, but then I saw you play basket. I was drone by you. How you moved. Your little outfit…Sharpay…I love you. I know you don't feel the same about me. Sorry Sharpay, I wouldn't disturb you. I'm leaving now. See you in school"
Zeke got on his bike and drove away.
Sharpay thought to herself, why should she like Zeke. She had enough in herself.
Ryan came out.
"Why are you always playing this stupid game?" Ryan asked.
"It's not stupid. You don't like it because you always lose" she laughed and scored again.
"Are you coming in? Our pianist is here. We have to rehearse for the Musical" Ryan said.
"Yeah, be right there" Sharpay said and made a last shoot at the basket.
Sharpay didn't think more about Zeke.
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Sharpay and Ryan practiced the rest of the afternoon for their audition.
Sharpay was hoping that Troy and Gabriella wouldn't audition for the Spring Musical.
Their pianist, Ryan and Sharpay had written the number for their audition.
They called it: All or Nothing. (A/N This is one of my favourite songs. It's made by Aretha Franklin. I thought Ryan and Sharpay should sing it because it's about giving everything of your self 1oo for something)
Sharpay and Ryan's mom came home about 18.00 o'clock.
She started cooking dinner. Their father came home a little later.
After dinner, Ryan and Sharpay rehearsed again.
"Did I see Zeke out in your garden before I came out? Or was it just me?" Ryan asked.
"Yes, you did." Sharpay exclaimed.
"Okay. What did he want?" Ryan said.
"I actually don't know, but I don't care. Anyway, we can rehearse more tomorrow. If that's okay?" Sharpay asked.
"Fine" Ryan answered.
"I'm going to bed" Sharpay exclaimed and went up on her room. She sat in her bed and looked around in her room. It's was pretty messy with clothes everywhere on the floor.
Her room was pink and very big. It was bigger than Ryan's. She had her own bathroom with spa and everything.
Sharpay went in her bathroom and got ready to go to bed.
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When Zeke got home, he threw himself on his bed.
He thought of Sharpay. He still loved her, even though she didn't love him.
Zeke wondered why he didn't know she could play basket. Where had she learned that?
If they got together they could play one-on-one. He would love that.
All he wanted to, was hold around her and kiss her.
Her lips addicted him. Her eyes. He could get lost in them.
He loved her. Oh, why didn't she like him?
He couldn't fall asleep.
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Zeke came into the classroom.
He looked at Sharpay. She did not even see him. She didn't even look up from her calendar.
He took his usually seat in the back.
Mrs. Crane came into the class.
The lesson went quick.
"For homework, you have to write a poem. You may yourself find a subject." Mrs. Crane said.
Ring. Ring.
"Class dismissed" Mrs. Crane exclaimed.
Zeke took his books and went to his locker.
What should he write about?
He had an idea.
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At practice Troy asked Zeke if he had asked Sharpay out yet.
"Yes, man. She is so icy. But…" Zeke stopped his sentence.
Troy looked at him. Zeke didn't say anything.
"But what?" Troy shouted.
"Nothing. I have forgotten it." Zeke just said.
Troy looked at him and shook his head.
Chad joined them.
"So what are we talking about?" Chad asked.
"Sharpay" Troy said quickly.
"Oh…How is that going?" Chad asked.
"Not good. I actually went by her house after the game yesterday. It was the meaning that I would just drive by, not stay and look at her playing bas…" Zeke stopped again.
Should he tell Troy and Chad, that Sharpay played basket? He decided that he wouldn't.
"I mean, she saw me. Then she yelled at me for spying her." Zeke ended up with saying.
"Okay, why did you go by her house? Is that not a longer way home for you?" Chad asked.
"Hmm…Yeah, I actually don't know." Zeke just said.
But he knew why. He was hopelessly in love with her.
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After practice he went home. He was in a sad mood.
He thought maybe making a cake would help about the mood.
Yes, that was what he needed.
He would make a crème brúleé.
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He went up to his room.
He had the cake with him and a spoon.
He found a piece of paper and a pencil.
He would write a poem about Sharpay.
He stated:
"For Sharpay.
Obviously…
After a while he had finished the poem.
He was satisfied with his work.
He ate the rest of his cake.
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Ring. Ring.
Zeke was already on his seat.
Mrs. Crane came in the classroom.
Zeke looked at Sharpay's back.
She was wearing a red dress and red shoes. Her hair hang loose.
"Zif, will you start reading you poem up?" Mrs. Crane asked Zif.
"Sure" Zif said.
"Come up in front of the class" Mrs. Crane added.
Zif rose from her chair and stood up in front the class.
Zeke didn't hear anything, until it was his turn.
"Zeke, It's your turn." Mrs. Crane said.
Zeke took his paper and went up in the front of the class.
He begun:
"For Sharpay".
He looked at Sharpay. She looked up and paid attention to him.
"Recently
I've been, For so many nights now 'Cause obviously, No, no
'Cause obviously,
Hopelessly reaching
Out for this girl,
Who's
out of this world.
Believe me.
I
find myself thinking about her now.
She's
out of my league
But how can I win
She keeps draggin' me in
and
I know I never will be good enough for her.
Never will be good enough for her.
She's out of my league,
I'm wastin' my time
'Cause she'll
never be mine
I know I never will be good enough for her.
No,
no
Never will be good enough for her"
(A/N: This one of McFly's songs. I love their songs. I thought this one fit perfectly to Zeke and his relationship with Sharpay. I have taken some of the courses out, because they didn't fit to Zeke and Sharpay's situation.)
Sharpay's mouth hang. She looked at him. She totally forgot to be icy.
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