Sorry I didn't update over Xmas. I was really busy with revising for my exams and stuff. I wasn't sure what to do this chap on but now I'll probably update more.

"How could you Troy Bolton!? How could you!?!" My mother cried.

"I...she...," I tried to come up with a reasonable explanation but I couldn't.

"Did I raise you up to treat people, to treat girls with that little respect?" She said.

"No, she just...came up and gave me...Mum how can you stick up for her when she isn't even your own child?!" I asked.

"Don't you even try making me feel guilty. You know that I always treated Sharpay as a daughter!" She replied quietly.

"Mum, she hasn't even entered this house in over five years!" I answered more angrily than I had meant to.

"And now I know the reason why!" she retorted.

How could she blame me? If only she knew what Sharpay was like at school then maybe she would see my side of the story!

"I didn't mean to say those things," I protested, "She just made me so mad."

"Why?" she asked.

"Because she was...she was telling the truth!" I blurted. Boy did that come out wrong.

"You made the poor girl cry because she was telling the...truth. What kind of reason is that?" She gazed at me disappointingly.

"There is something you need to know about Sharpay...how do I say it. She has changed, mum. At school, people call her the Ice Queen because...she's mean, no more than mean, she's icy. She is horrible to everyone and she always tries to break up me and Gabriella. She lies to get what she wants. She will use anyone to get what she wants, even Ryan. No one trusts her so when she came to tell me something tonight, I thought it was another one of her lies." I paused, waiting for my mum to say an apology or something along those lines, but she just looked at me.

"And exactly how long has she been the Ice Queen?" she asked.

"A couple of years, I dunno...does it really matter?" I replied.

"A couple of years? Hmmm." She paused.

"What are you..."I began. Suddenly it clicked. "No way mum! It has nothing to do with me! I was totally nice to her...wait, how could you even think that it was my fault? It was all her, not me. Not me! Okay. I'm your son; you should stick up for me. She was the one who changed, not me. She changed. I stayed normal. I know I did. I didn't do anything, she did!" I told her...but it felt like I was telling myself rather than my mother. Sharpay becoming the Ice Queen had nothing to with me. Right? But then how could they both say the same thing. Sharpay blamed me...now my mother. Was it me?

I looked at my mum and she knew what I was thinking.

"Troy...it doesn't matter if Sharpay changing for the worst is your fault or not, but you know that tonight was your fault. So tomorrow...talk to her okay. I know that deep down you know you have to." She said calmly. She walked to the mantelpiece and looked at the image of me, Sharpay and Ryan when we were eleven. Sharpay was sitting in the middle and she had her arms around me and Ryan, she was smiling so sweetly. She was so much happier in those days. Her eyes were full of life, love and happiness but now they were...empty.

"But I do know that this little girl isn't an Ice Queen at heart. She's just...lost." she said smiling to herself. She walked past me and paused. "I know you know that too." I gazed at my mum as she climbed upstairs, knowing what she really wanted me to do. Now it was up to me on whether or not I wanted to do it.

I ran out his house and down the street. How could he? I thought as I walked up my drive. I opened my front door and slammed the door shut. Ryan came out the kitchen. Oh, great! Now he acknowledges my presence.

"Why did you slam the door?" he asked curiously. Ever since he befriended the Wildcats, he started questioning my actions and ignoring me as much as he could.

"What's it to you?" I cried sheepishly.

"Have you been crying?" he asked.

"No...Why would you think that?" I said, my voice cracking,

"Because you eyes are red and puffy." He pointed out.

"Thanks a lot." I answered back.

"Aren't you going to tell me why?" he asked.

"Why don't you ask Troy Bolton?" I shouted.

"What has he got to do with it? Wait! You didn't ask him out did you? Because you know he will only say no." he said smugly.

"I am not an idiot Ryan!" I said.

"Just give up, he loves Gabriella not you!" he explained.

"This is not about liking Troy. This is about Gabriella leaving and me being the only one to see her last. I gave him a letter that she gave me to give to him and he thought that I wrote it! How stupid is that? Why would I write a letter from Her, saying I'm leaving knowing the swotty self would be in school the next day. The he started going on about how talent-less I am and how miss-goody-two-shoes is great at everything, as if I didn't already know!" I argued back.

By the look on his face, I knew he believed me. He didn't say anything or ask any more questions thankfully. I quietly walked upstairs. I shut my bedroom door and tears ran down my cheeks all over again.

Stupid Gabriella

Stupid Ryan

Stupid Wildcats

Stupid Musical

Stupid Kelsi

Stupid Letter

Stupid Tears

Stupid Life

Stupid Act

Stupid Troy.