Yay! 10 reviews! You guys are awesome. Short little guy, but still a bit fun. For me, at least. Elementary kids!
nneessssaa: in regards to your question, it was both. They just spent so much time apart that they stopped considering each other as friends.
Disclaimer: Refer to chapter un.
A flashback
Sharpay Evans has curled her hair for the first time, and she glares at Troy Bolton, daring him to make any unkind remarks in regards to her blond ringlets.
He gulps. Even in the fifth grade, he has learned to respect the power of the Sharpay Eye. Rumor has it that it's worse than the Evil Eye. No one knows what the Evil Eye looks like, but everyone would prefer that to the intense scrutiny that Troy is subjected to now.
"Well?" she demands. She has asked him if he thinks her new style looks good.
"It um. It's. New. I...like it. Very...pretty." In truth, she has too many ringlets, and looks very much like a shrubbery.
She smiles at him. "I know," she says smugly.
He smiles back. He likes it when she smiles. But he likes it even better when he plays basketball, and he wishes she would release him so he can play with his dad. Well, he used to play with her, but then she got...well.
First there was dancing, singing, obsessions with...RENT.
And now there's makeup and hair curling and pink and making him judge her. They were childhood friends, but...this.
Sharpay rolls her eyes. "Fine, fine, go."
And they laugh for no reason.
Mmhmm. The last two are longer, I swear. Or at least more satisfying.
So, in regards to that...I know, this isn't enough, but I like to get reviews on all of my chapters. So. If you guys can muster up 5 for this guy, I will update. PROM CHAPTER! PROM! Ah, the prom.
Anyway. 35 reviews.