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You Wouldn't See It Coming

Chapter Three

I was sitting at home in my room, the upstairs phone was sitting on my nightstand, and my cell phone was on its charger. That way, when Ryan called whichever phone he called me on would be right there and I wouldn't have to deal with the overprotective duo.

With my eyes locked onto my ceiling, I thought about what I had heard when I was in the auditorium. "How're they going to manage that?" I asked myself. "Do they have that much power over the drama club that Darbuss would listen to them?"

I quickly shook my head as the phone rang; I grabbed it instantly, "Hello?" I hope I didn't sound too eager.

"Um… Is Troy there?" It was Gabriella.

I sighed, "Yeah let me go get him." I put my hand over the receiver and opened my door, "TROY! PHONE!"

Troy came over to my room and took the phone from my hand, "Feel free to join us anytime."

I glared at him, "Just bring the phone back when you're done."

"Yeah, okay." He muttered, putting the phone up to his ear, "Sorry about that Gabriella, Sara has a bit of an attitude today."

I slammed the door shut, I reached for my cell phone, I was about to dial Ryan's number when it rang, "Hello?"

"Hey Sara, sorry I didn't call earlier, Sharpay and I were at the dance studio, trying to get a good routine for our song."

I nodded, smiling, "That's okay. So, I sort of overheard you and Sharpay at your rehearsal today."

Ryan laughed at the other end, "I know." He said, "I saw you."

I blushed, even though he wasn't actually in my presence, I still felt embarrassed, "Sorry! I was just so mad at my dad and…"

"Don't worry about it." Ryan said I could sense that he was smiling, "It didn't bother me at all. I know that you wouldn't just show up without a reason."

I let out a sigh of relief; at least he wasn't mad at me. "How are you guys going to get my brother and Gabriella to not show up at call backs?" I asked him, curiosity getting the better of me.

He laughed again, "Sharpay has some ideas…" He explained, "She wouldn't tell them to me anywhere. Because she was afraid someone would overhear."

This time I was the one that laughed, "Paranoia?"

"Definite paranoia." He replied, "She'll probably tell me sometime tonight, because no one from school can overhear. I'm sure it won't be too bad."

"You never know with your sister." I said, a smile crossing my face.

I heard footsteps outside my door, and then I heard them stop. "Hang on…" I said to Ryan, setting my phone on my bed, I grabbed one of my shoes and threw it at the door.

"OW! My ear!" Just as I had expected, Troy had been trying to listen in on my conversation. I heard his footsteps go back in the other direction.

I then picked up the phone again, "What was that?" Ryan asked me, he was laughing again.

"I threw a shoe at the door."

"Why?"

"To avert listening ears."

Ryan laughed again, "You are one interesting character." He replied.

"I don't like when people eavesdrop on my conversations." I retorted, "Especially when I'm mad at them."

I heard Sharpay in the background, "Ryan! I want to tell you my idea!"

Ryan sighed, "I'll talk to you tomorrow, possibly tell you what's going on."

"Alright Ryan, bye."

"Bye Sara." He hung up and then I did the same. I put my phone back on the charger and leaned against the headboard of my bed.

I must not have heard Troy's footsteps return, because as soon as I hung up the phone, Troy opened the door, "So, what's going on between you two?"

"Nothing at all, like I said to you earlier when you were trying to invade my life."

Troy smirked, "It can't be nothing because you don't throw shoes at doors to get rid of me because of nothing."

"It must be my attitude then." I retorted, glaring at him, "You know, the one you told Gabriella about."

Troy rolled his eyes, "You know I'm right though. Ever since this morning you've been really bratty."

I rolled my eyes in response, "Maybe because both you and Dad are trying to control my life. You both got mad… ish… when you heard I was with Ryan. I'd much rather hang out with him then a bunch of sweaty freaks chasing after a ball!"

"I told you earlier! I don't like him because he's my competition!" Troy exclaimed, sending a glare my way.

"Sharpay's right!" I screamed, "You probably ARE only trying to ruin the musical!" I walked out of my room and slammed the door, "Wait a minute…" I turned around and reopened the door, "This is my room! You get out!"

Troy raised an eyebrow, "Why don't you make me?"

I glared at him as my cell phone rang again, "I will. Just hold on." I picked up the phone, "Hello?"

Jodie was on the other end, "Hey! What's up?"

"Can I call you back?" I asked, glaring at Troy again, "It's about to be a Bolton on Bolton death match."

"Yeah, call me back…" Jodie said, completely confused, "Bye…" She hung up and then I did the same. Setting my phone back on the bed, I looked at my brother.

"I think you were leaving." I retorted, getting annoyed with him.

"Was I?" Troy asked, falling back onto my bed, "I believe I was just getting comfortable."

I was on the verge of breaking down, "Why do you do this?" I asked, "Is your main purpose in life to torture me? And make my life a living…" My voice faded out as my father stepped into the doorway.

"Is there a problem?" He asked, looking at me and then at Troy.

At the same time, Troy said no and I said yes.

Troy shook his head, "No Dad, everything's fine. Sara's just overreacting."

"Overreacting?" I asked, my temper slowly rising, "I'm overreacting? I was sitting in my room, kindly minding my own business, when this super-dork decides to come in and act like he has total authority over my life and that he can ask me whatever he wants and that I have to answer!"

Troy looked at me like I was nuts, "I was returning the phone." He said, handing me the phone.

"I don't need it anymore." I snapped, temper rising quicker now.

Troy smirked, "Oh yeah, you already talked to darling Ryan."

How had I not seen that coming? Dad looked at me, "What?"

"Why do you care?" I asked him, "Troy talks to Gabriella on the phone and it's nothing, but I talk to Ryan one night for about 10, maybe 15, minutes, and it's a big deal!"

The answer should've been expected, "That's because Troy has never skipped school with Gabriella."

"We didn't do anything!" I exclaimed, it was true.

Troy coughed, "Yeah right."

I glared at him, "We didn't!" I protested. Even though there was absolutely no chance that either of them would believe me.

Dad seemed to be considering who to believe, either his son, the one he always believed, or me. He then spoke words that I had never heard him speak before, "Troy, please go to your room while I speak to your sister."

Troy looked about as shocked as I felt, which was very shocked. He stood up and went to his room, without another word.

I sat at the top of my bed, while my Dad sat where Troy had been sitting moments earlier, "Sara," He said, trying to figure out the exact words to use, "I feel like you can't trust me like you used to."

Okay, he believed Troy, "Huh?"

"If anything did happen today, you'd tell me, wouldn't you?" He asked, his voice filled with fatherly concern.

"Oh my god, you don't think I'm…" My face twisted in disgust, "Dad! I'm not a slut! I didn't do anything." Did I really just say that to my dad?

I saw my dad sigh with relief, "Boy am I glad to hear that…"

"Was there a point to this conversation?" I asked, still shocked.

He looked up at me, "I was getting to it," He muttered, "Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why did you go off with Ryan instead of going to class?"

I sighed, I should have known this was coming, I might as well tell him, "Before I tell you that, I must tell you that your son is trying to be in the musical."

Dad's eyes grew wide, "With… Darbuss?"

"Well, he's not auditioning with Darbuss of course, but he is auditioning to be in the musical with Gabriella." I said, holding back a smirk.

My dad stood up, walking towards my door, "I'll be back…" He shut the door behind him.

"I once again get out of telling what happened." I allowed the smirk to show on my face.

This chapter was just to show a bit of what the relationship between Troy, Sara, and their father is at home. And yes, they do have a mother, but I've decided she is away on business for now.

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