Whew! Who knew writing stories was such hard work! I'm still working on the second chapter of Boston, City of Love (severe case of writer's block). I have so many ideas for stories but when I finally get to a computer I forget them! So not fair! Hehe! Anyway, I hope you like this chapter as Hawaiian Hook-up nears it's ending (but not before more drama ensues!).
Ryan walked back into the room to find Gabriella with a box of tissues. She always cried while watching "Sleepless in Seattle" something about it pulled at her heartstrings. Ryan quickly sat down beside and within minutes he was crying as well.
Sharpay watched through the cracked door, scoffing at how idiotic the two looked. She loved her brother as much as a sibling could, but still wondered why he would waste his time on such a rude, obnoxious…she took a deep breath and regained composure. Why did she hate Gabriella so much anyway? That's right! She stole Troy, then she dumped him, and then she tried to steal him from her.
Sharpay shut the door and started to practice her vocal exercises. Not long after, Ryan and Gabriella's movie was over and the couple dried their eyes.
"I had a lot of fun with you today Ryan, we should really do something together again! I mean, you show so much emotion compared to some guys who wouldn't even shed a tear while watching the movie!" Gabby said as she got up from the couch.
"Thanks! You know, we should get together tomorrow!" Ryan said enthusiastically, almost like a puppy wanting to be petted.
"Um, well my schedule is kind of booked, maybe when we get back to school." She replied with a smile as she walked out the door.
Ryan waved goodbye and shut the door. This had been the perfect day, and his sister hardly even got in the way! He quickly ran to tell Sharpay the good news. But when he opened the door she was gone. He sprinted past mounds of pink clothing and random hats making his way for the other door that lead to the bathroom.
He put his ear up to the door and hearing muffled cries inside.
"Shar?" Ryan said concerned as he knocked gently on the door.
He heard things rumble and fall from the counter. In a matter of moments Sharpay was out of the bathroom, her eyes all red and puffy as if she had been crying. She did that a lot when no one was around. She would go somewhere and hide so no one could see her one time of weakness. Not having any friends but her twin brother was a big price to pay for stupid musicals. She loved to perform, but sometimes she wished she did get along with everyone else. She wished she could have a real boyfriend who shared her passion of performing.
No one really cared about her but her family and that's what she hated. Sure she could do something about it, but no one would buy it. They would just think she was once again trying to use someone to get her way. Sharpay hated that no one understood her reasons for being the quote unquote Ice Queen.
"Shar, what is the matter?" Ryan asked, worried that something was troubling his sister. This was the first time he had ever seen her cry since they were 7.
"Nothing, just leave me alone Ryan!" Sharpay screamed, hating that even her own brother had seen her at her one time of weakness.
"Fine, but if you ever want to talk, please just come to me Shar. I hate to see you like this…" he said as he backed away and left the room, he wanted to give her some space before he asked again.
Sharpay bolted for the other door that lead to the hallway and ran down the stairs. She was still in her pajamas, but who cared? All she wanted to do was get to a place where she could be alone. She raced through the lobby darting the hotel guests and tourists. She was almost to the front door when she heard her name.
"Sharpay!" Troy said racing after her, he needed to talk to her, explain about last night.
Sharpay sprinted even faster for the one place she knew was safe from others. She quickly reached the rocky area on the beach and ran into a cave-like opening that lead to a rocky shelter. Sun spilled through the large opening on top of the enormous rock shelter. The blonde flopped down on the sand, clearly exhausted from the long run as more tears flooded down her lightly tanned face.
Troy had followed her to the shelter and hid behind a huge rock while he decided what to say. He walked out of his hiding space to see Sharpay lying on her back crying hard.
"What's the matter?" He asked as he ran to her side. That wasn't what he had planned to say, but it was what came out at the time.
"LEAVE!" she screamed trying to wipe away the tears streaming down her face.
"Sharpay I need to talk to you! Why won't you just listen! What happened the other night was a mistake, Gabby kissed me and I should have tried to pull away, but I was in shock at what she was doing! I didn't mean to hurt you." Troy said his eyes glazed about ready to cry himself.
"Don't feed me your excuses Troy, I understand! No one wants to be with an Ice Queen!" she cried as she pushed him away and started to run.
Troy caught her arm and pulled her back.
"You are not an Ice Queen, don't let anyone call you that! You are the most amazing person I've ever met!"
"Save me the pity Bolton. You even called me an Ice Queen yourself, why do you want to stick up for me now?" Sharpay yelled loudly.
"Because…becau-" But he was cut off by the furious blonde.
"See, you can't even come up with a reason, now just do us both a favor and leave me alone…forever!" Sharpay said enraged as she ran off, her hiding spot wasn't so secret anymore. She kept running, her feet plunging into the sand. She didn't know where she was going, but any place was better than there.
Troy just stood there in shock. Was what she said true? He was even more confused now. He walked back up to the hotel, anger bubbling up. It was his fault she was crying, why she was running away. He hated himself for hurting the most amazing person in the world.
He walked up to his hotel room fumbling with the doorknob and eventually just knocking at the door. The door opened to reveal a happy Gabriella who quickly pulled him into a hug.
"Gabby?" He said with a mixture of anger, shock, and relief in his voice.
Did you love it; did you hate it? I thought it was one of my more passionate ones; though I could have used more creative words, tell me what you think! Thanks for reading, tootles!