Chapter Six

About a week later I was sitting on a fence watching Zeke play basketball against the other Wildcats. Oh and Ryan too. Everytime Zeke made a basket, I'd cheer for him. Chad rolled his eyes, and I made a face at him. Zeke laughed.

The only people I liked there were Zeke and Troy, and funnily, they were on the same team in the two-on-two game. So I rooted for them as they played against Chad and Ryan. Jayson was sick.

I sat there, clicking my heels against the fence I was sitting on, and at the end of teh game I hopped off and congradulated Zeke and Troy who had won the game!

"Great job!" I complimented and hugged Zeke and Troy.

"Thanks, Sharpay." Zeke said and hugged me back. Troy nodded and hugged me too.

After they all paid their good sportmenship, Zeke and I walked over to the pool, with our pinky fingers interwined with another's.

"How do you play basketball so well?" I asked Zeke, trying to start up a conversation.

I wasn't really paying attention to his long explanation, I was thinking of my brother's sad looking eyes as he watched me cheer on Zeke and Troy rather than blood. He really got himself into this mess, and if he would've just hung out with me more and noticed me maybe it wouldn't be this way. Now that I think about it, that's probably a stupid reason to other people, but not if you were the person feeling it. I wonder how Ryan feels...

"So Sharpay, how do you sing so well?" Zeke asked after he finished his explanation.

I was startled by the question, but Zeke said it so fastly after he stopped about his basketball. I looked at him and shrugged. "Natrual born talent." I giggled and hugged his arm.

He smiled and looked up at the greying sky. "Looks like it's gonna rain." he sighed.

I looked up too and nodded. "Yup." I agreed and kept walking, while hugging Zeke's arm.

And as if on cue, it began to pour out of nowhere, without warning. Soaking us! I laughed, pushed off of Zeke, and twirled around in circles, giggling. He started laughing too and grabbed my hand, spinning me beneath his arm. As everyone ran back to resort, Zeke and I tangoed by the pool.

"This is fun!" Zeke laughed and dipped me. He popped me back up and my hair flew all over.

I twirled away againg, then spun into him. "I know." I laughed back and grabbed both his hands, pulling away then back at him.

"Sharpay," Zeke asked after a few minutes of dancing, "let's go inside for a bit, I gotta give you something."

"Okay."

We skipped off back into Lava Springs and calmed down in the main room. Tenants broughts us towles to dry off, and comlimentary robes.

"So what is it Zeke?" I asked impatiently.

Zeke reached in his pocket and took out a dangling penant emroidered with lush-red rubies. My eyes sparkled. It was beautiful. "I bought it with my pay." he said going behind me. I lifted my hair and he hooked it together in the back of my neck. "For you."

I picked it up and admired it. Then I looked at Zeke. "Zeke, this is amazing!" I squeeled and hugged him. "Thank you!"

"Only the best for my Sharpay." Zeke laughed.

Ilooked back from the necklace and to Zeke. Then I hopped up and kissed him. "I love you Zeke." I breathed as our lips unlocked. He smiled and kissed me again as a response.

"Get a room!" I heard Chad laugh from behind.

We both turned to look and saw the Wildcats laughing at us. I hugged Zeke again and he wrapped an arm around my neck, as a remarked. "I own this place."

Chad rolled his eyes and motioned for Troy and Ryan to follow him. Troy did, but Ryan stayed.

"Sharpay, I need to talk to you." he said. "It's serious."

"What?" I spat.

"I'm sorry that I didn't pay any mind to you. I'm sorry I was being a bad big brother. I'm really sorry Shar." he said.

I looked at him confused. "How'd you figure it out?" I asked. Ryan wasn't that smart, and if he was, he would've figured it out already.

"Zeke told me."

I looked at Zeke and my eyes watered. "I told you not to tell anyone!" I shouted.

"Sharpay."

I stood up and unhooked the necklace that was around my neck. I gripped it in my hands and threw it at Zeke. Then I ran to my suite, my vision blurred from tears. Zeke disobeyed me! He promised he wouldn't tell. He promised!

"Sharpay!" Ryan called.

I turned around. "What!?"

"Are you still mad at me?": he asked concerned.

"Madder than ever!" I screached and went back on my way running.

I banged on the door of my suit, because I forgot me key. My mom opened it. But before she could question me, I ran to my room at the speed of light. Prince jumped up and was yapping at my heels. He jumped up with me as I threw my head against my pilliow.

"I thought I could trust him, Prince. I really did." I sobbed.

"Pay-Pay." my mother cooed and walked in. "Are you okay?"

"I thought I could trust Zeke." I cried. "He promised."

My mom sat on the bed with me, I laid my head on her lap and eyes closed, and she stoked my hair. She knew not to ask. I'm glad that she knew too. I didn't want to bother with questions or anyone, but my mother sitting there stroking my hair. Because that made me feel a little better. Especially when she started singing to me. That's where Ryan and I got our talent. Our mother. She used to sing professionally at an expensive hotel, when she was younger. That is, until she met daddy.

"Just sit here for a bit?" I asked, becuase I felt her try and slide away.

She laughed a little. "I thought you were asleep." But she continued to stroke my hair untill I really was asleep.