Sharpay grabbed the cup of beer and quickly poured some into her dry throat. This didn't go unnoticed by her best friend who was standing only within two feet of the blonde. Sharpay's eyes roamed the room of half of East High, and Gabriella eyed her suspiciously. She had a glazed over look as she played with the string on her bikini that was sticking out from her shirt that was covering it.
"Expecting someone?" Asked Gabriella in a british accent.
"When did you get british?" Sharpay asked casually, but Gabriella could sence a little edge in her voice.
"I don't know. It just kind of came out of my mouth. I think I had enough of this." She eyed the drink in her hand before setting it on the table. Sharpay, on the other hand, took another drink.
"Really, I don't think I've had enough." Sharpay smirked as she took yet another drink.
"Don't get too tipsy just yet. You still have to score a hottie tonight." Gabriella lifted the drink from Sharpay hand, much to her protest.
"Please, I've already been asked to dance by like fifteen guys."
"Yeah, but you said no to all of them."
"So what? Maybe I just want to come out and have a good time instead of worring about stupid guys." Sharpay crossed her arms stubbornly.
"Meeting new guys is part of having fun Sharpay."
"Not always." Sharpay rolled her eyes. She was already bored with this conversation. "I'm going for a walk."
"Come on Shar, I was only-"
"I know. I'll be back soon Gabs." Sharpay flashed her a smile and make her way outside. She sat on the porch, just looking up to the night sky.
"Need some company?" Asked none other than Troy Bolton himself.
"Not really." Sharpay shrugged as she took out a bottle of vodka she'd been holding out on.
"I didn't know you drank that stuff." He eyed her.
She just took a swig and held it out in her hand. "Want some?"
"It's got to be better than the beer." He took the bottle from her hands, also taking a large swig and handing it back to her.
"So...where's your date?" She asked, looking up at the sky.
"Didn't bring one. Unless you count Chad and that's just awkward." He smiled as she did.
"No cheerleader tonight,huh?" She smirked at him.
"Nope. Who you with?"
"Gabriella." She said simply and shrugged.
"Well if you mean as friends cool. If you mean as a date...then that's hot."
"To quote your best friend Paris Hilton." Sharpay smirked and Troy chuckled.
"Actually I was serious about the whole you and Gabby thing."
"Oh yeah, we're heading back to my place to have crazy hot lesbian sex." She said with sacasm dripping from her voice.
"Can I watch?" Troy smiled as Sharpay let out a soft giggle, turning her gaze back to the stars.
"Seriously Troy. Why are you out here?"
Troy shrugged casually. "Thought you out here alone with a bottle of vodka, and with at least five beers poured down your throat that you might not be in the best condition."
"And what's wrong with my condition?"
"You and I both know you havn't exactly been the same since..." His voice began to tril off and he knew he said the wrong thing when Sharpay took another large gulp of the vodka.
"Since my dad died?" She asked bitterly.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"
"It's okay. I'm use to people talking about it."
"Yeah, but I didn't I didn't-"
"Troy, I know okay. Nobody ever means to bring it up. They never mean it when they say something they think is stupid infront of me. I'm okay Troy."
"Shar...I saw you right after he died. You can't tell me that you're over it." He took her hand, trying to help her. He was hoping she didn't pull away. She had been doing that a lot lately.
Sharpay felt tears star to sting her eyes. "Troy, can we please not talk about this now. I really just want to change the subject."
"Sorry." Troy mummbled as Sharpay looked to the sky.
Sharpay sighed. "I'm glad it was you."
"Huh?"
"I'm glad it was you that got me through it when my dad died. I don't know what I would have done without you."
"You're serious?" He reaised an eyebrow. Sure, he had stuck by Sharpay through everything with her dad. But he was happy to do it. Sharpay had needed him, and he was right there for her.
Sharpay rolled her eyes but smiled. "Yes I'm serious. You were a great friend." She said as she gripped the bottle of vodka tighter.
"Don't you mean boyfriend?" He looked up on the sky too. Avoiding her gaze.
"Yeah..." She breathed out.
"Listen Sharpay I understand everything. I mean-"
"You don't need to say anything Troy. I know how you feel. I was just going through a rouch patch and I thought it was best at the moment. I really didn't mean to push you away." now she was avoiding her gave.
"Can I ask you something?"
"What?" She asked, returning her gaze to him.
"Are you still going through that patch you were when you broke up with me?"
"No." It was simple enough. He seemed to like the answer because that's when he leaned in and kissed her...quite passionatly too.
"You know, I'm suprised this didn't happen sooner." He smiled.
"Yeah, and to think. All it took was some beer and vodka." She smirked as she pulled Troy, her lips crashing onto hers. Though he really didn't mind.
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ha...another random oneshot that I have no clue what the hell it's about, but at least this one has a little more of a plot this time, lol. Anyway, hope you liked it and please review and tell me what you think. And I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. I'm hoping to get to 50 soon. It would mean alot if you review, and expect more soon.
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