Disclaimer: Please, I don't own HSM
AN: Sorry, I know It has been 3 weeks, my parents signed me up for this Basketball program, like high-flyers, but not a camp. If you have to ask why I haven't really updated, besides the program, i'll just tell you next time. Sorry for any Typos
Chapter 7
The name Troy Bolton lingered through Sharpay's mind once again as she looked out the car window. She felt a sign of comfort as she watched a banner saying 'East High School: Home of the East High Wildcats' slowly fade away from her view. Knowing that now she was only Sharpay and not like the 'Ice Princess' that people where talking about. As they passed every house along the street, Ryan quietly watched her sister, and asking himself why she wasn't talking to him for that matter.
" You know that i was just kidding about the Troy thing" Ryan said to his sister.
" I know" Sharpay simply replied.
" Ok then. So, why haven't you talked to me the whole car ride home?" Ryan asked as he turned the car's steering wheel to a large gate with an E in the center, quickly rolling down his car door window and pressing the button beside him to access their home's doorbell.
" It's nothing, Ry." Sharpay whispered. " I'm just thinking". Her thoughts once again drifted off to Troy Bolton, and how she wished, she just stayed with him instead of meeting the rest of the Drama Club members.She watched as her brother once again rang the doorbell. Sharpay's thoughts quickly got interfeared with the high-pitched sound that suddenly came from the speakers.
" Didn't you see the sign, it's says no solisto---" the voice blurted out of the speakers beside Ryan.
" Please open the gate, Neil. It's just us" Ryan interrupted. On cue, The gates swung open, letting Sharpay and Ryan into their home. " Thanks" Ryan added. "Sometimes I wonder why he answers the intercom" He then stated to Sharpay, while shifting the gear to drive and slowly passing the gates.
" He's the Butler?" Sharpay quickly answered. " He's just getting old, Ryan."
" I know" He sadly replied.
Sharpay once again watched his brother stop the car in their estate. Both quickly got out and made their way to the door where they were greeted by their butler.
" Ms. Sharpay, Master Ryan. I apologize for the way I spoke a while ago" He started.
" It's Alright" The twins said at the same time.
" Just remember to check the cameras next time" Ryan added.
" I will" Neil smiled at them.
Sharpay continued to walk up the stairs, with Ryan shortly following her. She passed her bedroom and went straight to her walk-in closet.
" Ryan, Shouldn't you be in your own room?" She asked, as her brother tailed after her. Ryan stopped as he saw his sister grab some of her best clothes and tossed them over the her pink couch.
" Well, I already know, what to wear the question is, do you?" He replied. Sharpay quickly gave him an icy stare, which frightened him. " I'll go to my room now"
" Yeah, you do that" Sharpay snapped back. At once Ryan left her room.
Minutes passed as Sharpay got ready. It was already 7:00 when the intercom rang. She ran across the room to pick it up.
" Hello?" Sharpay answered in her softest voice.
" Mom and Dad are waiting for us downstairs, the Limo's already outside" Ryan replied. " And I'm sorry about being crazy a while ago"
" Hey" She quietly answered " I'm sorry too. And it's not your fault Ryan" (AN: WOW, This Story is becoming really Cheesy)
" So I'll meet you downstair?"
" Yeah, I'll be there" Sharpay replied before clicking the phone off. She ran cross her room, finally reaching the mirror,Sharpay looked at herself once again making sure she was looking her best. Well, this is a good as it's going to get.
" Here we go" Troy said to himself. It was already 7:00, and his mom's party was about to start. He could clearly here the soft 60's music from the speakers his Dad had rented. Troy lokked doen his window, and saw how quickly the backyardturned into, a elegant five-star restaurant, as he thought. The tables were covered in white and light blue table cloth, while the basketball court was turned into a dance floor. It's beautiful, he thought. As he closed the curtains of his window, he notised there was a familiar figure behind him, in fact it was Gabriella.
" Hi, I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you" She said peeking through the door.
" Come in, I was just about to talk to you anyway" Troy sighed. He sat down on his bed as Gabriella came in and sat on the chari infrint of him, and suddenly an awkard silence filled evey corner of the room.
" So, how are you doing?" Gabi started breaking the silence. Troy looked at her, now noticing that she was wearing a red spaghetti-straped dress, identical to the one she wore when they won the Championship against the West high Knights earlier that year.
" Alright...I guess" He replied in a distressed tone. It was two weeks, he knew and counted every last hour "Can I ask you something?" He added
" Of course"
" Why?"
" What do you mean?"
"Why'd you break up with me?" Troy finally asked.
Cliff-hanger?. anyway, Part of Chapter 8 will a flashback, So what do you guys want to see in the flashback?... It's your Desicion so keep me posted on what you want to happen... I'll Update ASAP.
