Summary: Sharpay Evans was annoying. That was the opinion Taylor McKessie had for her until the summer she got that job at Lava Springs, and what happens when the Golden Couple starts to fall apart?
A/n: Why is everyone so polite? Or am I just making them that way? Anyways enjoy!
Chapter 4: "Confrontation"
Taylor stared at her for a moment in shock. She could not believe that she had the audacity to come into what she liked to call her "office" without asking. Well it was technically hers too since they were sharing the job now, but still, she had no right. She just couldn't believe it. She decided that now was a time to give Sharpay a piece of her mind.
Sharpay heard her come in and turned around slightly in the computer chair to make sure it was who she thought it was, "Hey, I decided to start a little early, if you don't mind." She said as she continued typing away on the computer.
Taylor didn't say anything. She had gotten herself ready for several different situations, but this was not one of them thus leaving her completely unprepared, which was something she never was, or could stand to be.
She could tell that Sharpay was sick of waiting for her to say something, because she handed her a stack of papers, "I finished most of the list that was sitting here for today, these just need to posted and handed out."
Taylor again just stared at her. This situation was going to make her head explode. First, she invaded her space, and now she did all her work. That was too far, "Thanks, but are you sure you did it right?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm sure I did it right. What do think I'm retarded or something?" Sharpay said as if the darker girl accused her of selling drugs.
That tone of voice put Taylor over the edge, "I don't know what you are trying to do. If you woke up and needed to decide whose life to ruin this week and I'm pretty much the only one that you haven't, so you thought you give it a try, however, it's not going to work on me, so stop trying," she said not louder than her regular voice, but with that attitude that anyone would know that she meant business.
The blonde girl stood up and turned around, "Excuse me, but you have no right to talk to me like that. My parents hired you to work for them and I can get you fired just like that," She said snapping her fingers.
"Yea, but you work for them now, so I can talk to you anyway I want," she said getting in her face.
"You really think so?" The other girl spited as she got equally in her face causing her to slightly towering over Taylor.
"Yeah I do," She shot back, there was no way she was backing down, "and you know what else--" she started to say, but was cut off by an all too familiar voice.
"Miss McKessie, Miss Evans," Fulton said walking down the hallway. The room itself was partially blocked off from the rest of the world, so there was a slim chance he didn't hear them, "It's so good to see you two working together so nicely," he said stopping at the doorway, "or at least that's what will be happening from this moment on," he paused, "Understood Ladies?" He asked.
"Yes sir," the both chimed at the same time.
"Good," he said then left, but not before saying, "Now get back to work."
Taylor turned around and Sharpay had not sat back down. Instead, she was grabbing her purse.
"I'm done. I was only trying to help, and you treat me like this, and they say I'm the one made of ice," she said, then pushed her way through and was gone before Taylor could register what just happened.
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Troy Bolton sped walked through the kitchen to the cards to time in. He was twenty minutes late.
His truck had broken down and his cell phone was dying when it happened and he only really had enough battery for one call, so he called his parents, so they could come get him.
Once his dad got there, he asked to use his phone, but Mr. Bolton forgot in the rush of things, leaving Troy out of luck.
He had even gotten up early too, so he could meet up with Gabriella like he had promised, but alas another plan foiled by irony.
In his rushing around, he bumped into Kelsi Nielsen.
"Sorry," he said catching her and her book of loose papers and half-finished song that was knocked out of her hands. Not a single piece falling out of order.
"Thanks," she said shyly taking it from him, and then started to walk away.
He called back to her, "Have you seen Gabriella?" he asked.
She shook her head negatively.
"Thanks anyways," he said before being tapped on the shoulder by Fulton.
"Hello, Mr. Bolton," he said.
"I can explain," Troy started, "See my truck broke down and my phone died. I meant to call I really did--"
"Mr. Bolton, I trust whatever story you are in the midst of telling is fascinating, but I can only deal with one major crisis a day. Therefore, I am going to let this slide with the time not here docked from you pay and this warning. Don't let it happen again," he said then continued his rounds.
Troy quickly got to the clock and slid his card, not wanting any more money taken away.
When he looked and saw that the small pianist was still standing there smiling and stifling a laugh.
"You think that's funny?" He asked walking over to her.
"No, not at all," she laughed backing away.
"I'll give you something to laugh about," He said engulfing the girl in his arms and began to tickle her midsection. Luckily, Jason Cross, Kelsi's boyfriend, was elsewhere in the large kitchen and didn't see them.
Kelsi was extremely ticklish, "Stop it, I'm sorry, I am, please," she said in-between laughs.
"Do you mean it?" he asked keeping with the attack.
"Yes," She said, but he didn't loosen his grip. She tried to free herself by moving her legs, but the only thing that happened was the music book she was holding fell and papers went all over the place.
Troy let go and immediately went to the ground to help, "I didn't mean for that to happen," he said as Kelsi went to the ground also.
"It's okay, happens all the time," she said not looking at him, but rather at the papers she was brushing into a messy pile, "now I get to spend another three hours organizing them."
"I'm real sorry," he said adding the pile he gathered to hers as they both stood up, "let me make it up to you."
"No, I said it's okay," she declined.
"Come on, I insist. Let me help you fix it," he said ignoring her resistance.
"It will take twice as long if someone helps," she informed him.
"Okay, then let me buy you lunch," he offered.
"I don't know," she said warily.
"I wont take no for an answer," he persisted. He felt bad about giving her a lengthy amount of work to do, "It's the least I can do."
"Fine," she surrendered.
"Okay, I'll see you later then," he said, "Your break is at one, right?"
"Yeah," she said, "I should get to work before Fulton comes back and yells at me too."
"He wasn't yelling at me he was reprimanding me," Troy said trying to make it sound better.
"Whatever you say, bye Troy," she said laughing.
"Bye," he said grabbing an apron and going into the dining room. Happy that his day had gotten better.
tbc...
A/n: what's that I smell? Is that another pairing? No it can't be… can it? I just don't know. No, but seriously, if it gets confusing please tell me, and I'll cut down on the POV changing and the other pairings. Thanks for reading!
