DISCLAIM: Uhuh, yes. I have two black ears on my head and live at Disneyland. I DO NOT OWN HSM 1,2&3. SORRY, I ONLY WRITE THIS STUFF. SONGS I DO NOT OWN: vulnerable-Vanessa Hudgens, Decode-Paramore, or Watch This Space-Britannia High. I am sorry that I mixed the two songs together, I had to because it fit really well and better mixed because I loved it as a duet for the story. I'm SORRY. NO FLAMES PLEASEE.
Act Itt 'Til You Get Itt
Chapter Six: Stand Correctly, Head High and Sing
"She needs you, she's broken…no-she's already fallen. As you pretend to love, you don't even blink to see that your true love is dying away."
"OK, starting once again. Please, Mr. Bolton try not to get mixed up. One…two, a three-"
Sharpay cradled the mike in her right hand. "When I think about you and me, I get a little weak in the knees. I feel the flutter of a butterfly; sometimes I can hardly breathe. So baby…"
"Hold me now. I can't tell if I am lost or found…"
"And I don't know how to let you in or let you go. I'm so vulnerable, hold me now. Please baby don't let me go…"
"I know for sure that you're the cure. Coming down with a case of 'I love you more'. I don't want to be vulnerable…" Sharpay sang, her eyes closing. Troy's eyes following her as she walked to the edge of the stage. The light crew following her with the spotlight.
"How can I decide what's right. When you're clouding up my mind? I can't win your losing fight, all the time." Troy circled her. Her head was down and she was facing to the left. He faced her, lifted her chin. "Not gonna ever own what's mine. When you're always taking sides? But you won't take away my pride. No, not this time. Not this time."
"But how did we get here? When I used to know you so well. But how did we get here? Well, I think I know." He shook his head in faux sadness before walking straight up to her and staring her down.
"So vulnerable…" He stage whispered, searching her eyes.
She looked away at a whim, walking away. The mike held steadily in her hands, "When it comes to this book of us, I think it's time now to turn the page. But I don't want to say I love you first; but my heart it can hardly wait. So baby…"
"Hold me now, I can't tell if I am lost or found." She wrapped her arms around herself softly. "And I don't know how to let you in or let you go. I'm so vulnerable…"
"Hold me now …" Troy sang.
"Please baby don't let me down…" Sharpay looked to him.
"The truth is hiding in your eyes and it's hanging on your tongue. Just boiling in my blood, but you think that I can't see what you are, if you're the one at all. Well, I will figure this one out. On my own…" He sang. Stalking her as she turned and pushed her back to him.
" 'Cause I've been living in a dream and I don't want to wake up. I know for sure that you're the cure, coming down with a case of 'I love you more'. I don't want to be vulnerable," Sharpay sang. She and Troy staring once again.
"I don't want to see you hurt. Don't you worry, baby girl. Take my hand, understand I'm afraid to tell you the very worst that you want to hear me say…" Troy sang.
"When you say it here tonight. Will you mean it for life? Will you tell me everything that your heart is really feeling for me? So I won't be vulnerable…"
"Hold me now, I can't tell if I am lost or found." Her eyes trembling with vulnerability that Troy saw.
The impact of the song was this one line that Troy sang softly. "I'm screaming, 'I love you so.' "
"And I don't know how to let you in or let you go. I'm so vulnerable…"
"My thoughts you can't decode…" They sang together in sweet harmony. The pianist, guitarist played in the background.
"Hold me now …" The two sang, hitting the right notes.
"Please baby don't let me down…" Sharpay sang, her head lying on Troy's chest.
Troy gently pulled her to eyes level. "Do you see what we've done? We've gone and made such fools of ourselves. Do you see what we've done? We've gone and made such fools of ourselves." His mouth moving to the words, his eyes motioning the emotions.
" 'Cause I've been living in a dream and I don't want to wake up. I know for sure that you're the cure, coming down with a case of 'I love you more'. I don't want to be vulnerable," Sharpay sang her last line, sighing softly at the end.
Troy finished his part, cradling her hand and staring at her straight. "There is something I see in you. So vulnerable, it might kill me. I don't want it to be true."
The song ended softly before the two heard a round of applause and loud sobs.
"Wonderful. This is going to be just wonderful. The play. Oh, good god. The best one in my first year at East High. Good Lord." Ms. Beaufort expressed, tears streaming down her face. Her smile big and happy. She fanned her self to keep from passing out.
Gabriella clapped softly and happily but on the inside jealousy was boiling up, sadness was seeking into her heart but betrayal was partially written on her face.
Ms. Beaufort called a fifteen minute break before rehearsal began again. Sharpay smoothed down her pink terry-cloth short-shorts as she jumped down the stage, her ballet-like feet hitting the floor soundlessly. Her white tank was the only bright thing in the room except for the light that was shining onto her. Everyone had worn dark colors or like grays for a reason to not dirty them. Her French bangs itching her eyelids. Her side pony bouncing as she walked to capture her Fiji water bottle. Her knee-high socks peeking out from her white Journey sneakers.
Gabriella popped up to her clad in red and black capris and tank sweats set. "Hey Sharpay,"
Sharpay looked up, rolled her eyes, and turned. "Yes?"
"Can you help me with this note for the song we have to sing next?" Gabriella asked, shoving the paper into Sharpay's face.
"Whatever." Sharpay mumbled as she moved the paper away from her face. "Which one?"
The brunette pointed to an easy note. Sharpay nodded and looked to Gabriella. "You have to support your sound or it'll sound dull and unprofessional."
Gabriella nodded eagerly.
"OK, let's hear it. Ready, one, two, three- "
The break ended soon enough. Gabriella fixed the note she kept missing with the help of Sharpay and the two soon were on stage ready to rehearse and dance out the song they had to do.
Ms. Beaufort directed the stage crew to fix the disposable walls in between Sharpay and Gabriella. Sharpay's white. Gabriella's black.
Ms. Beaufort asked the fill-in orchestra to start as Sharpay got ready, clutching her script in her hand.
"Oh woah, oh…There is no shortcut to a dream but I am not afraid. I'll take it all the way." Sharpay walked closer to the edge of the platform. "I'm gonna give more than it takes. Work harder than the rest. 'Till I'm the very best…" Sharpay sang. Gabriella got ready. She was playing the mean girl so she had to work harder to make her voice sound stronger, and extremely not sweet. Sharpay threw her script offstage, no longer needing it.
The brunette saw what the blonde had done and copied, suddenly feeling strong and independent.
Gabriella sang, moving her hands up and done following what Ms. Beaufort was doing at the dance rehearsals. "Oh, you think you got it all figured out." She pretended to pop her collar. "You think you're so damn cool, what's that all about but I got mine just watch this space, yeah. You just wait. Hold up the mirror you should see yourself. You think you're so much better than everybody else but I got time just watch this space, yeah. You just wait…"
Sharpay took a step off the platform of the disposable wall-room structure. "There's something deep inside my heart, burns with a thousand fires. So relentless my desire…you see your future shines so bright; beyond the finish line. I'm gonna make it mine." Sharpay placed her hand on her heart, her eyes closing for a mili-second.
"Oh, you think you got it all figured out. You think your so damn special, what's that all about. But I got mine yeah watch this space and you just wait. Hold up the mirror you should see yourself. You think that you won't stumble like everybody else. But I got time just watch this space, yeah. You just wait." Gabriella took a step off the platform of the structure also. The stage crew carefully circled it into the back, unseen.
Sharpay and Gabriella faced each other. "You bring your best," Sharpay sang. One hand shooting up.
"I'll be one step ahead." Gabriella took a step in front of her, so the crowd couldn't see her. She looked over her shoulder at Sharpay.
Sharpay maneuvered her way around her. "No tears will fall…" Sharpay sang to the crowd.
"You'll be falling instead," Gabriella pulled Sharpay arm, so the blonde was facing her.
"Oh, you just wait." The two sang powerfully, high and mighty.
"I'm not afraid!" Sharpay took a step in front of Gabriella.
"And I'm not backing down!" Gabriella moved, so she was standing next to Sharpay.
Sharpay sang the last solo line for herself. "The show of your life,"
Gabriella and Sharpay stared at each other, their mouths moving with their voices. "Is what's coming around…"
Both their arms moving up as their voices strained to a long high note. "Oh, you just wait!" Their voices almost screaming musically. Really high, the two different sounds mixing into one great power until the song ended with a bang. Their arms fell as the bang ended.
One clap was heard. And that was from the very shocked Troy Bolton. Even Ms. Beaufort was astounded by the sound and emotion the girls showed. Soon; everybody followed in the applause.
Gabriella turned and stared at the crowd before smiling sweetly and curtsying. Sharpay smirked, and blew a few kisses; causing a few guys to sigh and slump in their seats.
Sharpay stomped her foot for a leave as she left the stage towards Ms. Beaufort who was clearly flustered.
"My; oh, my. Miss Evans you have proven me wrong." Sharpay frowned, not knowing what the teacher was exactly implying. "You were much, much, much better than I expected!" She smiled, patting Sharpay's arm in triumph.
Gabriella soon popped up next to Sharpay; smiling her annoying smile. "How 'bout me; Miss Beaufort?"
Miss Beaufort coughed, and tried to smile sweetly, "Well, you were a tad bit pitchy but overall you proved yourself to be able to handle singing."
Gabriella smiled and moved away towards Troy who caught her in his arms, unsteadily. "How was I Troy?"
"Uhm, you were perfect. Just perfect." His eyes diverting towards Sharpay who was talking to one of her new Sharpettes, Lulu.
"Troy? Hello-ooo, Troy!" She squealed, trying to capture his attention.
"Hm, oh. Sorry. Can you just give me a minute." The question proposed as a statement; and without a answer he left towards Sharpay.
Sharpay laughed and waved goodbye to Lulu. "M'kay, meet at my house. 5 sharp; bring Jess, and the girls. We have to plan prom; 'member?"
Lulu giggled and nodded, "OK, oh; and do you want us to bring the nonfat, no-foam soy lattes?"
Sharpay nodded, "Sweetner?"
"Organic."
"Perfect. Toodles." Lulu nodded and waved goodbye; departing from her leader's presence.
Sharpay turned and bumped face to face with Troy. "Ugh, watch it!" She looked up and her eyes softened for a split second in Troy's eyes then hardened the next.
"Sharpay! Hey; when do I have to come over to rehearse lines?" Sharpay looked at him, narrowing her eyes.
"Excuse me?"
"We have to rehearse our lines?"
Sharpay fluttered her eyes for a few blinking seconds, "Um, how 'bout today? 5? The girls will be there; you wouldn't mind would you?"
Troy smiled, "No, I wouldn't mind at all. Not at all."
TBC
I had to redo it. Sorry for any inconvenience.
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