heyy peeps. this is a new story i'm gonna be doing. some of you may have noticed that my story bmw2 has been deleted. that was not by me. someone, but i don't know who, reported me for using 'real people'. yeah, it had real people names, but that doesn't mean i was using their lives. and it was gonna be one HELL of a story, so dont be mad me. be mad the jerk who reported my story 7& got it deleted. i know i am. anyway, this one's gonna be REALLY good! review! pc out jenna

Troy groaned and rolled over in this bed. He felt like he had a hangover. The lights from the outside world were too much for him after his episode the night before. It seemed like everything was too much for him after his episode. But he knew if he didn't wake up on his own, he'd have too deal with his dad acting like a sergeant with his booming voice to kick his ass out of bed.

He raised his head a little, and rubbed his eyes to see what was before him.

And what was before him was none other than a sleeping Sharpay Evans.

Troy's eyes widened. Why the hell his Sharpay in my bed?! He thought.

He remembered that she had come over to comfort him, but why was she still here?

Before troy could do anything more, his father opened his door.

" Troy I was just gonna shoot some-" he started, but stopped dead in his tracks the moment he saw two teenagers-not really caring which teenagers-in bed . . . together.

"Dad, I-"

"Troy." His father said sternly. "Come with me. I think we need to have a little chat."

Troy knew not to argue with his father, so he slowly climbed out of bed-which was a little harder because he wasn't used to have to not disturb the other one in bed-and followed his father out of his bedroom.

Troy followed his father as he led them down the fall into the kitchen.

"Take a seat, son." Mr. Bolton said once they entered. Cautiously, troy walked over to a stool that was to the island in the middle of the kitchen and sat down.

" Troy," his father started. "I was coming to your room to wake you up to see if you wanted shoot a few hoops with your old man. So why is it when I entered your room, I see you AND Sharpay Evans; together; in bed?" he said calmly, yet angrily.

"Dad, I don't know! I don't remember how it happened! Last thing I remember was we were watching a movie to get my mind off of Gabriella."

"Well, seeing you two in bed makes me think that you did something else that CERTAINLY would take your mind off of Gabriella!" his dad said, raising his voice. It took troy a moment to realize what his dad's comment had meant. And when he did, he made a disgusted face.

"DAD!" he said. "I DID NOT HAVE SEX WITH SHARPAY! I may have known her for like my whole life, but she and I aren't even that great friends! I mean we're friends, but not like me and Chad or something!"

"Then why did you ask HER to come over last night?!" his father protested. Troy opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

Why had he asked Sharpay to come? He knew she herself had asked that last night, and he answered, but was that the real reason? He didn't know . . . yet.

"I-I don't know." He said. His father sighed heavily.

" Troy, go upstairs, wake the girl, and tell her to go home. And I forbid you too see her again. is that understood?" he said.

"Dad! That's so unfair!" troy protested.

"Is, that, understood?" his dad repeated slowly. Troy glared at him and nodded. He turned on his heel and started to head out of the kitchen.

"Oh, and Troy?" his father added. Troy turned around. "You better hope that she isn't pregnant."

Sharpay felt a single tear fall from her angel-like face.

She was hiding behind the kitchen door, having woken up and troy wasn't there so she followed the sound of voices. She hated herself. She had gone to comfort a friend, and accidentally fallen asleep, had done NOTHING with him, and now got him in mega trouble for doing nothing. She quickly slid her jacket onto her petite body, jogged quietly to the front door, and left the Bolton household unnoticed.

As she slowly walked back to her house, she just felt like killing herself. She knew what had happened last night between her and Troy. And she knew that they didn't have sex. She knew. And she was really the only one who REALLY knew. Troy could say they didn't-which was true-but he didn't remember her even falling asleep in his bed after he told her she could. Sharpay knew she had to leave. Heave the his house, and leave troy. She thought she'd left the two forever, but she would soon learn that was NOT true.