A/N: Okay, I've made you all wait long enough. Here comes chapter 4, this is going to be interesting as I've decided "fuck it" and I'm going to be pulling this out of my ass~! Stick to the Status Quo will be in here in some form but I have a feeling it will not be the same as it was in the movie... anyway I'm just gonna write now and hope this doesn't suck all kinds of hard.

East High's relative calm was broken suddenly by a piercing scream. "WHAT?" Sharpay and her twin were staring at the announcement board in the lobby of the school, the blonde's mouth hanging open.

Gabi read the text slowly out loud. "Callbacks for the two main roles. Sharpay and Gabriella Martin. Troy Bolton and Ryan Evans!"

Sharpay began to hyperventilate as a look of excitement spread on the brunette's face. "Maybe, maybe we're being Punk'd. MAYBE WE'LL GET TO MEET ASHTON!" she said, entirety too excited, and earning a look of pure derision, just as the basketball team wandered up.

"What's wrong Ice Queen..?"Chad Danforth asked as his eyes landed on the paper and he read the message. "What."

Faces were made at each other for a few moments before Sharpay stalked off towards class pausing only to scoff when one of the basketball players didn't move immediately out of her path.

The day passed uneventfully enough, well, until lunch that is.

Sharpay and Gabriella had taken their usual table on the upper section of the lunch room and the blonde was pacing back and forth, looking quite distraught, angry even. "They aren't even members of the drama club, they have to come to us as co-presidents of the club and ask to join!" she stalked next to her twin and glared at the other girl. "Someone needs to teach them the rules." She spat turning to look back over the balcony rail.

"Yeah!" agreed her twin, and then, "wait, what are the rules?"

Sharpay scoffed and turned her gaze back to the action below them.

One of the taller basketball players was pacing back and forth across the room behind their table and stopped suddenly, breaking into an impromptu song.

You can bet

There's nothing but net

When I'm in the zone and one a roll

But I've got a confession

My own secret obsession

And it's making me lose control

The other jocks at the table perked up and replied

Everybody gather 'round

Zeke, as the boy was known, sighed slightly and said mostly to himself, "well if Troy can tell his secret, I can tell mine." Then after a slight pause, "I bake." He smiled goofily, but was met with an affronted stare from Chad.

"What."

He frowned slightly, "I love to bake! Strudels, scones, even apple pandowdy."

The other jocks broke back into song, scoffing and motioning at him.

Not another sound

Zeke was too busy smiling like a fool to really notice though, "someday I hope to make the perfect crème brûlée."

No, no, no, nooooooooooo

No, no, no
Stick to the stuff you know
If you wanna be cool
Follow one simple rule
Don't mess with the flow, no no
Stick to the status quo

Sharpay could do nothing but stare in a slightly dumbfounded way just as a girl at the nerd table started to sing, but before she could even get through a few notes the room ground to halt as the blonde who was so irking Sharpay literally strutted into the room and glanced around, noticing her at the top of the stairs.

He smirked and stalked up the stairs toward her, making rather a lot of noise in the now silent room. "Sharpay, can I have a word with you?" She nodded slowly in response, glancing around her and following him as he did what could only be called sashaying back down the stairs.

He turned and faced her when they were out in the hallway and smirked just slightly. "Look Sharpay, I know what you're trying to do, and I just wanted to say that I don't care for a second about your musical, or your school's 'status quo', I just want to be me, and I'm not going to fight you tooth and nail for the right to express myself." He paused for a moment and watched her gape at him and then continued. "I'm not giving up my callback, but we're going to give everyone a fair chance, alright?"

She nodded, just a little stunned.

He smiled sweetly at her. "Good. Now, I think you have a lunch room to lord over." He turned and strutted off down the hall, leaving her gaping like a fish.

Just as she regained her composure and turned around, Troy Bolton walked out of the door behind her and she slammed right into his chest.

"Ugh! Bolton, don't you ever watch where you're going!"

He looked down at her, face a mixture of amusement and surprise. "Uh yeah actually... you're the one who ran into me Sharpay..."

She huffed, then turned to walk away, stopping a moment later. "Bolton, I don't know what you and you're... boyfriend are trying to do, but the theatre is my realm, and I'm not going down without a fight." She stalked off before he could say anything, and was just left to stare at the spot she had been in confusion.

Finally he shrugged and walked down the hall, yelping quietly when he was yanked into an empty classroom. "What the hell..?" he said, calming down a moment later when he noticed Ryan against the teacher's desk. "Oh. Hey... what was all that with Sharpay about?" He asked, smiling and walking over to the other boy.

"Huh? Oh, I just... how do I put this..?" Ryan paused in thought for a moment and then his eyes lit up. "I just told her to fuck off without actually saying it." he shrugged and Troy was amazed at how much only a few days at East High had changed not only him, but everyone around him, and it all seemed centered around the whirlwind of confidence and nice clothing that was standing in front of him, looking so glorious. Hold on, did I just call Ryan glorious looking? But... I... I'm not gay... amI?

His inner monologue was interrupted when Ryan placed a hand on his arm. "Hey, are you okay?"

Troy nodded slowly, blinking and shaking his head. "Yeah, I'm just... thinking."

Ryan pulled a face that Troy couldn't quite interpret and then stood up straighter. "Troy... there's uhm, something I need to tell you..."

And it was in that moment, when Ryan looked so confident, and still so scared all at once that Troy felt his heart wrench and all of the doubt, and confusion that had been there were gone and were replaced with the singular glorious feeling of being in love. I love him. I'm in love with him. I love Ryan Evans.

Just as Ryan opened his mouth to continue, Troy held up a hand. "Wait, Ryan, there's something I need to say first..." Ryan closed his mouth and nodded slowly, brow knit with confusion. "I uhm... well, I just realized something... I... I'm in love with you Ryan, and I know we've only just met, and that sounds so crazy, but I... it's just how I feel. I love you." Troy stopped and looked down at his feet, looking back up a moment later when Ryan took his hand.

"I love you, too." said the blonde quietly, leaning forward slowly and kissing Troy.

A/N: Oh look, I'm out of ideas so you guys get D3RP chapter. xD I might just completely rewrite this at some point, but until then I quit.

Flames are appreciated. 3

I also don't even know. Just... blah.