Once Upon A Love
A Troypay Story
Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical. :( But I do own the plot. :).
A Note To My Reviewers:
xamyxjx- I sorta already have the plot planned, but I'll try to work your idea into it.
hsmxzashley- I'll try my hardest to make the chapters longer… for some reason it doesn't work for me. I can only do short chapters… but I'll try.
Zoey24-: P Troypay rules! Lol.
Elm-Tree10- I'll try to add Ryan+Sharpay sibling moments, but I already promised my sister to have Kelsi w/ Jason. I hate Gabriella too. Lol.
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A/N: I just realized that if you put Troy and Ashley together, instead of Troy and Sharpay, or Zac and Ashley, you get Trashley. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. cue cricket chirping ha…ha…ha? Or not. Anyway, ON WITH THE STORY!
((Troy's POV))
That was weird. I can't believe Sharpay ran off like that. But then again, Gabby was being awfully, well, I hate to say this, Sharpayish. I was getting to know Sharpay better, and was finding out that she was actually really nice. Some how talking about her as the "Ice Queen" just didn't seem right anymore. "Sharpay!" I called after her, but she kept walking.
I got up to go after her, but Ryan stood and stopped me. "I'll go," he said.
Gabby pulled me down by my hand, which she was still holding, and smirked. I think I imagined that last part, or at least, I hope. I'm not one to imagine things, and I really don't want Gabby to turn out, ugh, I can't believe I'm saying this again, Sharpayish. A while later, Ryan came back with an odd look on his face. "She's in the bathroom."
"Crying?" asked Kelsi.
"I think so," said Ryan.
"So what's wrong?" asked Chad.
"I told you already. She's in the bathroom. I can't talk to her," said Ryan, sounding slightly annoyed.
"What's wrong with that? Why couldn't you talk to her?" asked Chad.
Taylor smacked his head. "Umm… duh," she said, "Sharpay's in the GIRL'S bathroom."
"Oh, right."
"So, who volunteers, out of the girls, to go talk to Sharpay?"
That was the question I was dreading. I looked around, and all the girls were hesitating. I sighed. Obviously, the girls still thought of Sharpay as the "Ice Queen", and were afraid to go. After the conversation I had with her, she didn't really seem that bad. In fact… she was really nice. I think I might be starting to have a cru- no, wait. TROY! Stop thinking this way! You're supposed to end up with Gabby!
((Gabriella's POV))
This was my chance. "I'll go check on Sharpay," I said in the sweetest voice I could.
A thank-you came from everywhere around the table, and Taylor and Kelsi even sounded relieved. I went to the closest bathroom, and indeed, I heard crying. "Sharpay?" I asked, trying to sound like I cared.
"Gabriella?"
Sharpay sounded confused. Like she had no idea why I would come to try and comfort her. After all, I was the cause of her problems (and proud of it). "Listen, we need to talk," I told her as calmly and nicely as possible.
"No, we don't," she replied, "I'll be fine. Now go away."
Excuse me? I beat her out for the lead role in the musical, and she has the nerve to simply dismiss moi? "I don't care whether you'll be fine, or not. We still have to talk," I said a bit harsher.
"No," she said.
Simply no. Well, that was it. I was going to have to take drastic measures. "Sharpay Evans! Listen to me! If you don't come out here right this second, I'm going to tell a certain Mr. Bolton that you hate him and never want to see him or talk to him ever again." I whispered fiercely.
I could hear her gasp from inside the stall. The door opened, and I saw a Sharpay that I have never seen before. Imperfect makeup, messy hair, basically, she looked like a tornado hit her. I could tell she really, really, liked Troy. Too bad. She glared at me. "What do you want?"
I summoned my threatening voice again (A/N: The one she used for her "drastic measures."), and said, "You are not to go anywhere near Troy Bolton. You may not talk to him, look at him, or even smell him. He is going to be mine, and you are not getting in my way. Got that?"
Now Sharpay looked like a tornado hit her, as well as looking like she saw another one coming. "Yes, Gabriella," she said so meekly I never thought it was possible.
"Good," I said, and walked back to the cafeteria, not wanting to waste more quality Troy time with this bh.
A/N: I will continue if I get at least three good reviews.
A/N#2: Wow. I can't believe it. This chapter is actually long(ish).