A/N: I don't have any idea how I am going to write this chapter, I mean, I have it all planned out, the plot line and everything, but I don't think that I'm able to write this story and make it come out the way I want it to, but I'll try though, I'll try really hard. I won't say that I'll try my best, because sometime, your best isn't really enough. So I'm going to harder than my best. Hope it turns out all right though, but I'm not really all that confident.


Having agreed to meet Sharpay after school to work on how to get her necklace off her, even though Troy had no idea how, he walked to her house from his, which was just a few houses down his street. He felt that Gabriella had avoided him all day, but all he did was to look for her, and explain what he did. What he really did.

The school hadn't gotten the news about the breakup yet, but he was positive that they would get to know it sooner or later, but he was betting on sooner. He didn't know why, but he didn't want the whole student body to know that Gabriella had broken up with him. Well, technically, it was him supposedly cheating on Gabriella, in Gabriella's point of view of course, but he didn't want anyone to know that Gabriella had caught them, as in him and Sharpay.

Oh, yeah, and the fact the girl he was cheating on Gabriella with was the Ice Princess.

But the thing was, it was the first time the he had heard the words "we're over" being spoken to him. It was the first time, and as much as he hated to admit it, it stung.

Oh, no, it didn't sting because he loved Gabriella too much; it stung because he's pride was hurt. It was supposed to be him that broke up with girls. It was supposed to be the girls' hearts stinging because they loved him too much, not the other way. It was supposed to be him that made the decisions. It was supposed to be him.

But it wasn't.

And it stung. He felt guilty, because that was not supposed to happen. He was supposed to be kind. He was supposed to be charming. He was supposed to be sweet. He was supposed to be caring. He wasn't supposed to be self-centered. He wasn't supposed to be careless. He was supposed to be able to be everyone's favourite guy. He was supposed to be perfect.

But he wasn't.

Stepping on Sharpay's front steps, he couldn't help but feel intimidated. The huge house towering over him; he's frame seemed awfully small in comparison. He didn't want to be with the girl that he was supposed to be cheating with; he wanted to be chasing after Gabriella, not because he loved her. Once again, because of his pride. Because of his precious reputation as "the guy".

Ringing the doorbell, he blinked, surprised of the loud, echoing doorbell that rang through the whole house, even though he shouldn't be. He knew that Sharpay wan Ryan Evans where rich, everyone knew that. Straightening out his shirt; he didn't want to look too sloppy for the wealthy family, he waited a few seconds until he saw the doors move backwards, revealing a petite figure, a housekeeper no doubt, judging by her attire. He opened his mouth to speak, when the red headed housekeeper beat him.

"Are you Mr. Troy Bolton?"

"Uh, yes."

"Miss. Evans is expecting you, she is in her room, the one up the stairs, down the right hallway, turning left after the second intersection, and third door from the right. Or you could just search for a door with "Sharpay" on it."

"Okay, thanks."

It was really weird, even the housekeeper intimidated him. Wandering down the hall after the stairs, he walked blindly, not really remembering the directions that the housekeeper gave him. The paintings and pictures on the walls were much more interesting. He didn't pay much attention during art, but he did know that they had to be worth quite a bit, oh what was he thinking, everything in this house had to be worth quite a bit, even the toilet paper they used!

Finally finding the correct room, with a "Sharpay" written on a pink star in gold on it, no doubt, he knocked on the door, opening it only after hearing a "come in" from the person inside, Sharpay.

The inside of the room, was not like the rest of the house, but not like he expected. He expected it to be all pink; he expected it to be full of pink. He expected it to be fresh and funky and modern.

But it wasn't. It was white, and grand and well…like a princess' bedroom. The bed was huge and her bed sheets were white, the night table was white with gold paint outlining the sides. There was a study table in one corner, white too, with a chair that was white, and black. Sharpay was sitting on it, typing something on her computer.

"Hey. Take a seat on the couch."

Troy didn't know what to do, so he just took a seat, just as he was told. He didn't want to stay long, just ask if he could go to the shop in the mall and hopefully the shopkeeper knew how to get the necklace off and get done with it. Before anyone knew about his breakup.

"So I know where the shop that sell it is."

"Great. Let's go then?"

Wait. Go with her. To the mall. Where anyone and everyone could see us. Are you sure about this?

But it was too late to argue, Sharpay had already grabbed her purse and was walking down the hall.

Sitting on the passenger seat of the black BMW, corrected, Sharpay's black BMW, Troy glanced at Sharpay and, looking at the way her blouse wrinkled and her hair was falling in her eyes. And the way that her shirt hitched up a little, revealing slightly more skin than she meant, when she stepped on the gas pedal.

He couldn't help but think to himself, beautiful.

But he shook himself out of that thought. He could like Sharpay, not that way anyway. She was the ice queen, if people knew about the deal that they made, who knew what it would do to his reputation.

But he just couldn't help it.

Realizing that they were already there, and he was unabashedly staring at Sharpay, he quickly jerked his head back and away from her and got out from the car. Looking down, partially because he didn't want anyone from school to recognize him and partially he wanted to hide his blush from his cheeks, and the thing was, he didn't know why he was blushing in the first place.

Leading the way to the store; they got a little lost at first, and he could tell that Sharpay was really pissed but was trying really hard not to blow up at him, maybe because of the whole friend thing.

He shrugged off the nice feeling that he was getting, that Sharpay was actually nice to him. He considered it as a privilege. But that meant that he had to be nice to Sharpay too, but, surprisingly, that didn't strike him as a bad thing.

Finally spotting the store, he looked up to see the signboard, Ingrid's Treasures, he read. He then shifted his gaze to the shop's window, there were bracelets, and rings, and scarves and whatnot, but nothing as beautiful and as eye catching as the necklace that Sharpay had on, and couldn't take off.

Subconsciously taking a deep breath, Troy walked into the shop, with Sharpay following silently behind him. He saw an aged woman, in her sixties, maybe, sitting behind the cashier counter.

"Hi, do remember this necklace?" Sharpay spoke up from behind him, revealing the nice side of her that he never knew existed.

"Come here, let me take a closer look." The shopkeeper, presumably Ingrid, replied.

Troy wasn't really interested by the conversation that Sharpay was having with the shopkeeper, not as much as the beautiful 'treasures' that the store displayed.

Not until he heard something that caught his interest.

"Ooh, yes, I remember this, this is really special."

"Like you wouldn't believe, because the thing is, I can't get it off."

"Oh, goodness gracious, this is unbelievable! This only happens to the chosen ones! Which means… that you are…"

The shopkeeper clamped her hand over her mouth, shock overtaking her face.


A/N: Okay this is kind of a cliff hanger, and I'm really sorry for this short chapter but I really wanted to update and this sounded like a good place to leave them, I can promise you a much longer chapter, like double the size of this, for the next one, but that'll be in about two to three weeks' time, sorry, but that chapter will be worth the wait, because it will reveal how Sharpay will get the necklace off and what 'the chosen one' means and mostly, the most important chapter I guess. But can you guess, and tell me in your reviews, by the title how do you think Sharpay will get the necklace off? I'll tell you a little more about the story plot line if you get it correct!