The Fight for the Throne

Sibling Revelry

The first thing I did when Sharpay told me Claire was hurt was all her cell. I dialed the number, then as soon as someone picked up, said, " Hello?"

" Um… Who is this?" A nervous voice asked. I puzzled for a second on who the voice belonged to, then realized it must belong to Lawrence.

" Oh, this is Ryan from school, my sister, Sharpay, said Claire was hurt, and I was checking on her." I said quickly.

" Oh… she fell down the stairs… and broke her leg…" he said solemnly.

" Where is she now?" I asked.

" She's at the hospital, getting her cast on. I'm at home, waiting for the hospital to call. Tell you what, I'll call you when the hospital calls me, ok?"

" Ok, that sounds fine." I said as I heard Lawrence hang up.

" What happened?" Sharpay sounded concerned; but it could just be an act.

"Like you'd care." I muttered. I still hadn't forgot about that baboon remark.

I looked over at her; She just stood and looked back at me. " Do you know if mom and dad are home yet?" I asked.

She sighed, then said, " You know they went to Texas for a business meet."

I stared at her for a second, then said, " Right, will I'll see you later." Then I walked out of my room, into the studio, then locked the door. This day went great. Perfect. I'm in a big fight with my twin sister, and I'm in going to do the musical with Sharpay or Gabriella.

I walked over to the piano, chose a piece to play, sat down, then started to play. This piece had many sharps, flats, and chords. It took me a little over three months to learn how to play it, it was so complex. I sat there and played for at least a half an hour until I heard the doorbell ring. I stood up, unlocked the door, and walked down the stairs. I was very surprised to see Troy Bolton standing in the doorway.

" What are you doing here?" I asked, confused by the sudden appearance of the basketball star.

" Here to practice for the musical." He responded innocently.

" I didn't invite you!" I sneered. I really wasn't in the mood to deal with him at the moment.

" You didn't, but Sharpay did."

" Oh. She's upstairs; first door to the left." I said, turning around and walking towards my room.

" Thanks." He said quietly, while starting to climb up the stairs.

" Mmhm."

I walked into my room and grabbed my schoolbooks; I should mind as well get some homework done while I can't use the studio. All I had to do tonight was math, my worst subject. I especially hate algebra. Number 1: 91 x n 1219. I sighed; this was going to take all night.

" RYAN!" Sharpay yelled from the studio in the next room.

I got up and slowly walked out of my room, down the hall, and into the studio where Sharpay and Troy were practicing.

" Yes?" I asked, walking into the room.

" Will I take the lead because of Claire's – unfortunate – fall?" she asked.

I paused then said, " I don't know, either you or Gabriella."

" I just want to know if I should practice Lauren's lines too." She said sweetly.

I was starting to get very agitated with her. " I don't know, I guess you'll find out tomorrow, won't you?" My voice was filled with bitterness; even I could tell there was. I looked at Troy and immediately felt sorry for him; he had to endure our sibling revelry (as you can probably tell I am trying to build up my vocabulary).

I walked out of the room and downstairs into the kitchen, I was very hungry; not eating anything since lunch. I made myself a turkey sandwich and sat down at the table, thinking. Who would get the part? He didn't want it to be either Sharpay or Gabriella; especially Sharpay, her big head needed deflating just a little bit, but he didn't like Gabriella that much, plus, she and Troy were dating. I don't want to act with someone else's girlfriend; especially when Troy was his friend! Maybe I should just drop out of the lead, which would clear a lot out of my mind. I took a few more bites out of my sandwich. No, I 'm going to keep my part! No one, not even Sharpay, is going to make me give it up! I love to act, and it doesn't matter what partner I get paired with because I'll just do my best! Ok, now that I've had my dramatically moment, I think I will just go upstairs and take a nice, warm, shower to soothe myself.

Next day, After School

I was dreading Drama Practice all that day. I really didn't know who was going to play Lauren, and at this point I really don't care. It was between Sharpay Evans and Gabriella Montez, the best female singers in the school, and for some reason was ignoring each other. Neither Claire nor Lawrence was at school the next day, but who could blame them? I mean, if your sister fell down the stairs and broke her ankle, would you be at school the next day?

The Drama Club met in the autrium. Somehow, Mrs. Darbus had found our about Claire's fall and Lawrence's withdrawal from the Drama Club, and was assigning new roles. I was a few minutes late, so unfortunately, I didn't hear who I would be performing with. I practiced with Troy for the better part of the practice. He played a teen name Eric who was good at sports and a pretty cool guy to hang out with. My character is romantical and really good at dancing. There were about three scenes where all you did was dance and sing; both Sharpay and me really enjoyed these parts, as they were very fun to do.

Then finally, Mrs. Darbus called Taylor and Lauren on the stage. I walked on stage and turned to see who ' Lauren' was. It was Sharpay. I sighed, this was the eighteenth school production Sharpay and I stared in together. Frankly, She got boring after a while, not that I don't mind working with her that is. I am excited to be working with my twin sister again, but working with someone else would be nice.

We practiced the opening until 5:30, then headed for home. I was exhausted, but of course, Sharpay wanted to practice the two duets that we shared.

"But Sharpay, I'm too tired to rehearse any more!" I whined.

"Too bad, we're practicing the first dance!" she said in a heated tone of voice. I was about ready to argue, but then I looked into Sharpay's eyes: They were glaring daggers at me, and if looks could kill, then I'd be dead by now. Once again, I sighed. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately, sighing.

" Ok, but just once"

" Yet!" she closed her eyes for a second while clapping; something she was known for doing.

I rolled my eyes at Sharpay's childish behavior, then followed her into their studio.

" Ok, since my character is romantic and yours is snobbish and weak, so I sing this really romantic song at the bottom of your balcony, while you look down at me, right?"

" Yep, now go put this CD in the player."

" Yes, mother." I said sarcastically, while putting the pink CD in the stereo. Sometimes my sister could be so… overpowering.

The music started, so I began to sing:

She stares at the moon

Her rythemn's out of tune

Memories of the past

At the bottom of the glass

And resting on her cheek

The imprint of his ring

A symbol of the weak

Commissioned by the king

Did he tie you down?

Did you make a sound?

She falls to her knees

Screaming God please

Make something of me

Cause I never wanted anything

Like what I want to be right now

An angel again

An angel again, somehow

The music stopped and left Taylor (me) holding Lauren's (Sharpay's) hand. He was supposed to kiss her hand, but that would be kind of gross, as they were brother and sister, so they just pretended until it was rehearsal time.

" Ok, Sharpay, I'm going to bed." I announced after the fourth time we practiced that same scene.

" If you don't want to be the best, then I guess it's ok." She said. She was trying to make me feel bad, but I wasn't about to fall for one of her tricks. So I pretended I never heard her and went into my room to pick out what I was going to wear the next day; a blue button down shirt, and khaki pants. I then took a nice, long shower, and got into my P.J.'s. I wasn't really too tired, despite what I told Sharpay. I took out my notebook, and started to write. I never told anyone about my notebook, which I wrote random things in. I grew tired after writing, then stashed away my notebook, and turned off the lights and slowly went to sleep.

A/N: So how do you like Ryan's more emotional side? Yes, his notebook will be very important in the next few chapters! Please Review! Btw, all non High School Musical songs are written by Drake Bell!

Ryan: Why did you make me so emotional?

Me: Because I did.

Ryan: Why do this again?

Me: Because I felt like it!

Ryan: Whatever.