Seventh grade came pretty quickly. Ryan and I transferred to East Middle School. Finally, I was in junior high! Yeah, and my feelings for Troy didn't subside. They only deepened and grew stronger. I needed to make him mine. I also admit that I had become meaner. I don't know, Troy seemed to act stranger around me this year. Something new was that he didn't really mock me anymore, which was a good thing. Do you want to know something else? He got me a present for my thirteenth birthday. I was as shocked as anyone else.
.:FLASHBACK:.
On my birthday, in the morning of the school day, I had just begun my first assignment of the day. I had just put my name on the paper when Troy had come up to me, looking rather red in the face. He also was holding something behind his back. I looked at him and scowled.
"What is it, Bolton?" He looked hurt for a second.
"Oh. Well…I just…I kind of wanted to…give you this," He held out a gift bag to me and I took it, handling it as if it here poison at first. "Happy B-birthday, Sharpay." He stuttered and quickly walked away. I sat there speechless. Nobody ever gave me birthday presents here. I didn't think anybody even knew WHEN my birthday was! How the heck did he know?
I carefully placed the bag under my desk for when I got home. "Thanks Troy…" I whispered under my breath. Now I couldn't wait to get home and open it. Oh how the little things in life could make even the evilest person happy!
I ran home to my own room now. (For our thirteenth birthday, we got our own rooms.) And then I locked the door behind me. For a moment, I sat on my bed, just staring at the present in my hands, and a grin couldn't help but spread across my face. So I took a deep breath and slowly began to unwrap the present.
The first thing was a pink teddy bear with a necklace doubled around its neck, obviously for me to take off and wear myself. I smiled at the thought of dear, sweet, and caring Troy buying these things for me. Man, I loved that bear to death. I threw the bag onto the ground but then noticed a piece of folded paper fall out from it.
"What the…" I curiously picked it up and unfolded it. There, in Troy's messy scrawl was a note that literally made me squeal in delight and start jumping up and down like a mindless idiot.
Dear Sharpay,
First of all, happy thirteenth birthday! I'm really, really sorry about how I treated you for the past few years. I know you may hate me, which I think you do, (NO I DON'T!) but I can understand that. I'm also sorry for making you cry in kindergarten because I accidentally hit you with a basketball. Anyways, um, well, I just wanted to say that I…think I like you. Yeah in that way. I don't know, but I had to get that off my chest. So I'm sorry for everything again. I hope you don't take this the wrong way or anything. See you at school tomorrow.
-Troy
P.S. This isn't a joke, either!
After I read that, I flopped down on my bed and kept smiling for who knows how long. I loved Troy. I just noticed that! I. Loved. Troy. But the Ice Queen cannot love people. Wait a second… My face fell. Did that mean I couldn't show my true feelings to Troy? I knew I couldn't give up my Ice Queen reputation, but I really, really, REALLY liked him! Oh no…
Oh how the little things in life could create the biggest dilemmas.
.:END OF FLASHBACK:.
OOOH...what's Sharpay going to do? Love has got her in a pretty sticky situation...
