DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything, except little Troy.
Sharpay smiled and kissed the side of Junior's head, and playfully swatted his bottom as he scampered out of the kitchen. "Little sneak…" She smiled as she closed the lid on the cookie jar, and looked out the window, running her hand through her wavy blonde hair.
"Who's a sneak?" Troy asked as he wrapped his arms around Sharpay's waist, chuckling as she jumped. He pulled her against his chest, and kissed the side of her head.
"God dang, Troy Bolton." Sharpay muttered, her heart racing as he slid his hand down to the edge of her shorts. She was dressed in a long-sleeve purple top, with a white tank top layered over it. She had gray shorts on, with black leggings underneath, and a pair of tan heels on, heels that were chunkier than her usual pink stilettos.
"I'm sorry, baby. But, we've gotta go, if you don't want to be late for your practice." Troy said.
In the past few weeks, the atmosphere had perked at the Evans house. Sharpay had obtained the role of Mimi in the musical Rent, at the local theatre. Troy and his son had bonded, and everyone was happier. Troy had moved in, until further notice, seeing as he and Gabriella had separated.
"Alright. Will you get Troy?" She asked as she turned around, and kissed his cheek.
"Mhm…if you give me a kiss." He smiled, looking down at her. She smiled and obliged to his wishes, by placing her lips against his in a sweet and savory kiss. The two pulled away and went their separate ways, meeting at the front door in a few minutes.
"Mama, can I take my bunny?" Troy Junior, Junior, as he had been known as for the past few weeks, asked, holding up his well-loved teal green bunny.
"If you want to. Please get your jacket, so we can go. Mommy's going to be late for practice." Sharpay said, taking the bunny and putting it in Junior's backpack, as his father helped him to get his jacket on.
"Shoot. We're going to be late, defiantly, now." Sharpay worried as the three moved out the door, and into the car.
"Shar, you've got an hour and a half. It's okay." Troy said, glancing at Sharpay as she stood beside the car with Junior. He walked around and took the little boy's hand, walking down the driveway, towards Ryan's house.
By the time he was back, Sharpay was in the car, singing quietly. Troy got into the car and looked over at Sharpay, who was looking out the window.
"I love you…" He said, taking her hand in his. She looked at him, quickly, and smiled, leaning in and pecking his lips quickly.
"I love you too, baby."
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"Hey man." Troy said, sitting into a booth at the coffee shop, across the street from where Sharpay was at her play rehearsal.
"Hey, dude. What's up?" Troy's best friend, Chad Danforth said from the other side of the phone.
"Well, we haven't talked lately…figured there was a heck of a lot that I needed to catch you up on. I had to drop someone off somewhere, so I'm at the coffee shop at Broadway and 5th." Troy said, watching the people walking past the coffee shop.
"Alright, cool. I'll be there in five." Chad said, and then hung up the phone.
True to his word, the black man walked into the coffee shop exactly five minutes later, spotting his best friend, Troy Bolton, sitting in a booth by himself.
"Hey, man. You look good." Chad said, shaking Troy's hand, and sliding into the booth across from Troy.
"Thanks, you too. How's Taylor?" Troy asked, taking a drink of his coffee.
"Good. Pregnant, but good." Chad chuckled, running a hand through his curls.
"Well, congrats." Troy smiled, looking at his best friend.
"Haha, thanks. How's…life?" Chad asked, narrowly avoiding the subject of Gabi. Taylor had filled him in on everything that had happened, and had advised him to stay away from the subject of the severed relationship.
"Life's good. Guess who I've caught up with." Troy said, looking at his friend.
"Hm. No clue. Kels, Jason?" He asked, throwing a few names out.
"Ha, Sharpay." Troy said, sighing, "You won't believe what happened."
Chad sighed in unison with his friend, not having wanted to come to this subject. "Yeah…you slept with her."
"What? Gabriella told Taylor, Taylor told you, right? Yeah, man, that isn't the full story." Troy groaned, knowing this may have happened. He waited for the black man to say anything, but was faced with a waiting pair of eyes.
"She had my kid, man." Troy said, bluntly.
"She had…a kid?" Chad asked, his eyes going wide.
Troy nodded, smiling a little as he pulled his wallet out. He pulled out a picture of himself and his son, and showed it to Chad "His name is Troy, and he goes by Junior since I came around."
"I still think she's the ice queen." Chad stated, looking up at Troy.
Troy chuckled. "I doubt she'll ever lose that reputation, but I..love her…"
"What about Gabriella?" Chad asked, watching his friend's expression.
"I..don't know." Troy said, sighing.
The two spent the next two hours talking, and catching up on life. Finally, Troy glanced at his watch and quickly got out of the booth and stood up.
"Man, I've got to go get 'Pay." Troy said, running a hand through his shaggy hair.
"Alright, I guess I'll catch you later, then." Chad said, standing up and looking at his friends.
"You want to come with me? I'm sure she'd love to see you again." Troy suggested, placing a $5 bill on the table.
"Sure, I guess. I've got nothing to do." Chad chuckled, and walked out of the shop with Troy.
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"Great, Sharpay! All right, we'll see everyone on Thursday. Have a good day tomorrow." The director called as the cast finished singing Seasons of Love. Sharpay smiled and walked off the stage, her heels clicking on the linoleum. Troy elbowed Chad in the side as the two stood in the back, watching as Sharpay looked around, obviously watching for him. Chad chuckled, and Troy held up his phone, counting five seconds off his fingers. His phone rang as soon as his hand closed into a fist.
"Hello?" Troy said, nonchalantly picking up the phone.
"Hey, where are you? You promised you'd be here." Sharpay said, sighing.
"I'm here. Look around." Troy chuckled, smiling as Sharpay saw him in the back of the auditorium.
"Silly. Come down here. And, who is that standing with you?" She asked, watching him. Troy stepped aside and Chad waved, smiling at Sharpay. "Dear god. You brought Danforth into the theatre? What the heck is wrong with you?" Sharpay laughed "Bring the afro-ball down here." She commanded as she hung up the phone, then began to pack her things.
"Chadd Danforth." She said as she began to walk up the aisle, smirking as she saw Troy eyeing her.
"Sharpay Evans. I didn't think I'd see you ever again." The boy smirked. The two laughed quietly and embraced. Their friendship, unlike others, had ended well.
"Troy, we have to go get…" Sharpay said, nodding, not knowing he had told Chad.
"Don't worry. He knows about Junior, it's okay." Troy said, crossing his arms as he watched the two.
"Oh. Well, in that case we have to go get Junior. He requested we be there at his preschool open house tonight, remember?" Sharpay said, starting to walk out of the auditorium.
"Shoot. I did forget!" Troy said, motioning Chad to follow them.
"So, Chad, are you and Taylor still together?" Sharpay asked as the three made their way out of the building, and down the street.
"Yep. Six years strong. She's pregnant, and we're getting married in August." Chad smiled, proud.
"Aw! Congrats!" Sharpay smiled, lovingly squeezing his arm. "I hate to leave, but how about you guys come over for dinner tomorrow night? We don't have anything to do. And if that doesn't work, call and let us know."
"Alright, that sounds okay. I have to check with Tay, or else…I could get my head…chopped, to say the least." Chad smiled, following the two to Troy's car.
"Well, give Troy a call, and we'll see if it works out." Sharpay smiled, and then kissed Chad's cheek, and hugged him tightly. "It was good to see you, 'fro boy."
"You too, Ice Queen." Chad chuckled, as he hugged her back. Troy and Sharpay got into the car.
"Well. Someone's changed." Chad chuckled to himself, watching them drive away.
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"You want us to do what?!" Taylor exclaimed, looking at her fiancée from across the room,
"I want us to go and have dinner with Troy, and Sharpay." Chad said, his hands slid into his back pockets.
"Why! You know what they did. He cheated on Gabby!" Taylor said, starting to yell.
"Tay, listen." Chad said, standing up from his position on the side of the couch. He walked over and gently took her hand, pulling her against him.
"I don't want to listen, Chad." Taylor sighed, looking up at Chad.
"Tay, please. She's different, now. She's not the girl from high school." Chad pleaded, his hand cupping her cheek.
"Ugh, Chad Danforth. You're lucky I love you." Taylor said, giving in to Chad's mocha brown eyes.
"Thank you, Thank you, Thank you. I love you." Chad said, kissing her cheek.
"Yeah, yeah yeah. Now, move. I want ice cream." Taylor said, pulling out of his grasp and headed towards the kitchen.
Chad dialed Troy's number and smiled as he heard Sharpay's voice.
"Hey, Shar? Yeah, we're coming." Chad said, walking towards the back of the house.
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"Troy! Get your son!" Sharpay giggled as Junior ran through the kitchen, one of her bras in his hand.
"You little sneak. That's not any good." Troy laughed, grabbing the bra in his hand, and twirling it around his finger. Junior lunged for it, and Sharpay looked at Troy, serious.
"Alright, that's enough. Let's go get you changed." Troy said, swinging Junior into his arms, and running out of the kitchen. Sharpay laughed and turned towards the oven, pulling out the lasagna, smiling at the aroma that filled the kitchen. The doorbell rang and Sharpay nervously ran a hand through her curls.
"Troy! Please get that." Sharpay said as she walked out of the kitchen and run up the stairs. Troy ran past her in the process, and she took his arm, gently pressing her lips against his.
"I love you." She said, smiling at him.
"I love you, too, baby." He smiled, and leaned in, kissing her back. Junior ran towards Sharpay, and she swung him into her arms as Troy walked down the stairs.
"Hey, man." Troy smiled as Chad walked into the house, holding the hand of his fiancée, who was very aware of what was going on.
"Hey. You remember Taylor." Chad smiled, nodding towards Taylor, who looked at Troy.
"Of course. How are you?" Troy asked, smiling at Taylor.
"Good. How about you?" Taylor asked, wondering what to do about the awkwardness she felt coming.
"Daddy, Daddy Daddy!" Junior called as he ran down the stairs in his blue jeans, and his green polo tee shirt, with one sneaker on, and one sneaker off. Troy chuckled and squatted
own, pulling the little boy into his arms, and standing up, the sandy haired boy settling on his hip. Sharpay followed, a shoe in her hand, and her belt un-done. She handed the sneaker in her hand to Troy, not noticing Chad and Taylor, who were gazing at Troy Junior.
Taylor looked at Sharpay, and the two exchanged glances.
"Hey…Taylor. Nice to see you again." Sharpay smiled.
"You, too…" Taylor replied.
Boy, they were in for an awkward night.
Well, here we aaare! :]
The dinner will cotinue in the next chapter, promise.
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xo Caroline