I'm really enjoying writing this story! It's fun but rather sad to write. Hopefully you are enjoying my writing and if you don't you can click review and say how much it sucks or how good it is. Any who, on with the story. Here is a warning this chapter implicit graphic visualization containing children, you have be warned.

What an exhausting day of school! My tub is calling my name, once I get home. It's 2:30 and at the car waiting for Ryan to let out. I feel my Iphone vibrate and it's a text from Ryan saying he'll be a little late getting to the car. I sigh, it's about 95 degrees out here and I don't have the keys, so I shall head back inside. I'm cruising the halls and Troy sees me and runs up to me, "Hey Sharpay, I was meaning to ask you after P.E class if you were okay." He showed genuine concern for me, no one has ever showed it to. I rub my neck, "It's fine. I already told you." I pretend to look bored, looking at my cuticles.

"Sharpay, even the 'Ice Queen' has to have feelings, especially if you got throttled by the ball." I responded without thinking, "I'm used to it Troy, it's no biggie." Damn me! "What do you mean you're used to it?" Now he's really curious and I start panicking a tad bit, "What I mean is, my daily work outs are extremely crucial and I never leave unharmed. Come on Troy, it's me you're talking to, I'm ice-cold and ice doesn't melt in the cold." Phew, my improvising is improving. "But ice can break in the process," Troy retaliated with a sad smile. "Yea well not in this blizzard," I turned around and decided to wait for Ryan in the heat.

20 Minutes Later

"Sorry Sis, it ran a little later. My baseball coach wouldn't stop yapping…."He stopped talking once he notice the bruising on my neck. "PAY! Did HE do that to you?" Ryan rarely lost his cool, no matter the situation, until now.

"Come on Ryan, get in the car and I'll tell you. It was at Gym class and I had to join in the activity or I would have failed the quarter." I hope he doesn't ask how, I got it but I knew the question was coming. "Oh okay, but who did it to you?" What did I tell you? "It was Jason but if you must know it was in a game of dodgeball and my team one." Ryan stopped at a light, looked at me weirdly and simply replied, "Okay." I hate that single-worded phrase!

Anyways we get home to an empty house; my parents gave everyone that works in my house a week and a half off. The staff would come back a couple of days before my parent's arrival to keep up the appearance.

I'm half way up the stairs when I get a text message, when I look it says 'Daddy'. The messaged said "Hey Sharpie, you would love it here! Pools and Spas around the corner, maybe I will bring you here on a 'Father-Daughter trip'." I'm revolted and run the remaining steps into my bedroom then to my bathroom and once I reach, I start vomiting into the toilet. What a sick bastard, I wonder how my mom has not noticed anything peculiar. I rinse my mouth with Listerine and sit on my chair by my computer, I look to my left and I have a framed picture of my family, it was taken in Lava Springs a couple years ago. Right before it all started, at least with me anyways. Ryan had to endure it for a longer time, not much though.

"Daddy no!" Sharpay ran through the doors, revealing herself. Vance stops in midair, "Now Sharpay, your brother has been a naughty boy, now go to your room or you're going to get spanked." Unknown to Sharpay then but his eyes glisten with excitement and no matter what she would have done, she was going to be punished either way. She looked at her brother and stood her ground. "No daddy, you don't hurt Ryan!"Sharapy was determined to help her brother; even to her own expense. "Sharpay, your brother has not been listening to me, and as you know I am your father and what I say goes. Now go to your room!" He went from composed to infuriated in a matter of seconds. Ryan had sat up holding his knees as he saw the scene unfolding before his very blue eyes. "But daddy you're hurting Ryan." Sharpay innocent eyes are filled with confusion. "No Sharpay. I'm not hurting Ryan, I am disciplining him. And you young lady are going to receive one as well because naughty children need to be taught a lesson." Vance grabbed his daughter by the hand, pulled down her pants and Sleepy Beauty undies, bend her over his lap and started spanking her. Both hers and Ryan cries are heard throughout the study but no one hears their plea."Now Sharpie sweetie, remember what I told you, naughty children need to be taught a lesson and now you're going to receive the second half…

My memory is interrupted by a knock at the door, "Come in." It was Ryan and by the looks of it I was crying because he grabs a tissue from my vanity and wipes away my tears, "What's wrong Pay? Why are you crying?" I love my brother so much and I never once regret intruding on his beatings. "I was just having a flashback, I didn't even know I was crying." I feel like a semi truck has hit me with everything of today and this past week has catching up to me. "Ry what brings you to my room?" I know he knows how tired I am and I see how he doesn't want to tell me something. "Come on Ryan, spit it out!" I get grumpy when I'm tired. "The boys invited me to hang with them and I said yes. But if you want me to stay with you I can…" today is interrupting day. "Ryan, it's fine. I know how long you have been yearning for some friends, go I'll be fine." I give the best smile I can afford right now.

"Thanks Pay! See you later." He winked and left me, in my crazy pink room.

Two Hours Later

After Ryan left my room, I crawled unto my bed and fell asleep. I feel a little better after this two-hour power nap and then I remembered the reason I woke up was that my phone kept vibrating. I looked at my phone, there was a message from an unknown number, and it read,

"Hey Sharpay, well I wanted you to have my number since you gave me yours. In case you have forgotten, you gave me a note outside of Mrs. Harley class and it had your number. Um, thanks again for helping me with Gabby's present and she loved it. I was also wondering, how the bruising was doing, I know you said you're fine but I know that's not possible. I'm sorry for what Jason did and my dad surely made him feel sorry for what he did to you, in practice today. Text me whenever, you can or want or feel like it, it doesn't matter. Take care –Troy."

Who knew Troy could be such a caring person. I looked at the message and click reply,

"Yes I had forgotten the note I left you and it's rather sweet of you to check up on me but Troy I'm a big girl I can handle myself. I'm sure Coach Bolton drilled him hard and thank him for that from me. You're welcome for helping you find Gabby's gift, even though I can't stand her guts, there's no point in hiding that detail since EVERYONE knows, after all it is high school and rumors spread like Malaria in Africa. I appreciate your offer but no thanks, I can handle myself. Tootles –Sharpay."

I hit send and go to the kitchen to prepare myself a snack and to feed Boi. I finished eating, when I notice my phone screen blinking and I open up the new message.

"Lol Sharpay, you're really funny. Why don't you say stuff like that in school? Btw I forgot to tell you but you were amazing today in the court playing dodgeball. And Sharpay, you will be my friend by the end of the month and I promise you that. – Troy."

What is Troy thinking? Why does he all of a sudden want to be my friend? Not only don't I like Gabby but the feeling is mutual. I pick up my phone and write,

"Because I can't manage to say stuff like that. Thank you Troy, my coordination skills came in hand. And the whole thing on being my friend Bolton, just to give you the heads up, I'm a tough cookie to crack. Have fun –Sharpay."

Does Troy truly wants to be my friend, or is it a prank he and his basketball buddies are contemplating? I need to get out of here, so I head to my favorite spot, the park.