Opposites Attract

Chapter 7: Change

Summary: The computer was supposed to find the perfect person to give you advice. So how did two people who thought they had nothing in common get matched up?

Disclaimer: If I owned HSM why would I be on Fan Fiction?

A/N: Edited.

Ryan's POV

"Ryan? What's going on with you and Troy Bolton?" Sharpay asked warningly on Saturday morning. I was still a little tired from going to bed late and being sick, but that didn't stop Shar from waking me up at 8 AM.

"Nothing. He's just a friend, I guess. He's been nice to me lately. That's it. Now let me go back to sleep!" I started back up the stairs, but she pulled me back by my collar.

"Shut up Ryan. I know you and Troy have something going on, and it is way more than 'just friends.'" She yelled. What was she talking about?

"What? All he did was visit me when I was sick. He's not even really a friend, he's just being nice..to...me." She shook her head and pushed me on the couch.

"Would you kiss someone who was 'just a friend?' Would you?" I heard Gavin start crying from the other room.

"Shar you woke Gavin up. Let me put him back to sleep at least. And keep your voice down. You're scaring the neighbors." She grabbed me by my collar again and pushed me back on the couch.

"Answer my question! Would you kiss someone who was only a friend?"

"No, but what does that have to do with me and Troy? We never ki—"She covered my mouth.

"Never kissed? Remember when you told me you were meeting 578—whatever his number is? Troy and…him are the same guy!" She's lying. Troy isn't gay, and if he was, wouldn't he be all over Chad, or Zeke, or Jason, or at least someone who has something in common with him? Why would he bother with me? 'Cause you have everything in common with him.' That really annoying voice in my head screamed.

"How do you know he's 578451?" I asked doubtfully. My head was spinning. It was way too early to find out the boy I'm pretty much infatuated with is the same boy I hated until yesterday.

"Oh please. He was talking on the phone last night, and he sounded like he was flirting, so I asked him who he was talking to. I thought it was a girlfriend or something, but he said it was his partner for the English class thing, 112384." She paused. "So I went up to your room, and you were on the phone too. Then later on, when he was in your room, he was all over you. It all added up." She smiled smugly and tossed her hair. "I'm smarter than you think you know." I nodded, mumbling a "yeah whatever, sure you are" as I took in the new information. If he hadn't been lying in those letters, we were meant for each other. Yeah, I know he's turned me into one of those mushy romantic guys, but I don't care. If Troy really is 578451, I'll give him a chance.

"I'm going to give Troy a chance, Shar." I told my sister obviously. "I really like him."

"You don't get it! He's using you!" She yelled. "He and his stupid friends want to humiliate you. Troy. Doesn't. Like. You." She shoved her perfectly manicured finger into my chest for emphasis, and turned on her heel to take care of Gavin. "See ya later, bro." She smiled like she had never yelled at me. I hate her, but she's my sister, she wouldn't want to see me hurt, right? That's why she was being all Ice Queen-ish to me, right?

But she has no proof Troy doesn't like you. She's trying to make you forget about him so she can have him for herself. I thought, but Sharpay's menacing voice was stronger.

' Troy. Doesn't. Like. You.' Kept replaying in my head until I threw myself on my bed and after what seemed like hours, fell asleep.

xoxoxo

578451 or rather, Troy,
I know who you are...sorry I always wanted to say that. It sounds like a line out of a cheesy horror movie. At first, I'll admit I was a little shocked, then angry, kind of relieved, and then I went back to being angry after I had a...talk with my sister. My sister tends to get me mad, a lot, I'm over it now.

Did you really mean everything you said in those e-mails? Cause, the you in the e-mails is nothing like the real life you, though lately, the real life you has been acting weird.

Up until recently, I didn't like you. And now I'm falling for you faster than I've ever fallen for anyone? How does that work?

But I get that there's a lot of pressure on you. I saw last year, when you were dating Gabriella (Is that why you broke up with her? Because you're gay?), everyone worshipped you two together because you "broke free" or whatever. Um, honestly I felt that was all bull. You didn't kill the cliques; you just made it more acceptable to join new clubs. For certain people. If I were to join a sports team, it'd be the "Twinkle Towne" fiasco all over again. People should just let you live your own life.

It'd sure make the whole you-and-me situation a lot simpler. (There is a you-and-me, right? I'm guessing, cause you kissed me, but then again, Troy Bolton might go around kissing strangers. I don't know.)

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Troy Bolton. I still can't believe it. Troy is the complete and total opposite of who I expected 578451 to be, he's the most popular guy in school! He's not going to want anything to do with me when he finds out who I am.

So don't tell him.

I can't just not tell him. He's going to find out during the Talent Show auditions.

No he's not.

What am I going to do, wear a bag over my head?

That's not such a bad idea.

Seriously, what am I going to do?

Change.