Well here is Chapter two, there will be an acutally plot eventually, like a real home hopefully I'm getting there slowly but surely, it's kind of loosely based off of something that happened in my school, but if somone wants to leave a comment don't be afraid to!

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Knowing Sharpay was still in the school somewhere, or at least I hope she is, otherwise I'll have to walk home, she has the car keys. I found her where I though se would be though, talking to Ms. Darbus about the spring musical.

"Well, I really think we should stop doing musicals about romance, it's getting two trite."

"And Miss Evans what do you suggest?"

"I think that we should focus more a family, maybe… a brother sister musical?"

I rolled my eyes, oh sister, I really forgot that I had to break the news to her, she probably was trying to spin it that way so Troy and Gabriela would have a harder time because they didn't look anything alike, as opposed to the Blond haired, blue eyed Evans' Twins.

Ms. Darbus gave her one of those looks, "well, that is a very interesting idea. If you can find a musicale suitable I will be sure to consider it, however if you don't, it will be West Side Story."

Sharpay gave Ms. Darbus one of her 1000 watt smiles, "I'm sure we can find something."

She turned to me and winked, "Come on Ryan, we have to find Kelsi."

I didn't get it, "Why?"

"So she can write us a musical, duh."

"I'm not sure that it's a good idea," I said slowly.

That caused Sharpay to stop and face me in her silver shoes, "Why is that Ryan?"

Here it comes…. I took a breath, "I'm not going to be in the musical, I've joined the gymnastics team."

Te response was as expected, she screamed, loudly, and didn't stop.

I tired to reason with her, "Aw it won't be that bad, so what if Troy and Gabriela get the lead in West side Story, you could be Anita, she has a solo."

That made her stop, instead she snapped, "Sharpay Evans is NOT a supporting role."

Oookay that was probably the wrong thing to say "Lets go home, you can talk to Kelsi tomorrow."

She stomped over to the car and got in without saying another word. I think she was mad at me. "Are you mad?"

"No Ryan I am beyond mad, how could do this to me? We've been doing musicals forever you're the reason I started."

Now I was feeling a bit guilty, I hadn't stopped to consider that aspect, but I knew I had to move on. "I'm sorry sis, but I have to do this, singing isn't something I feel passionate about anymore, I have to move on."

She didn't say anything, just kept on driving. When we got home she slammed the car door, then the front door and then her bedroom door. I don't think I've ever gotten her that mad at me, other sure, but never directly at me.

I began to worry, despite all the appeared air headedness and bitchyness she is really a good person. In the end she'll want to do what's good for me, that has to be true.

A while afterward I heard another door slam. "Mom!" I heard Sharpay yell, "I'm going to Zeke's, he made fresh cookies!" then I heard under her breath, "At least he cares."

She was gone before I could respond. While she and Zeke weren't officially dating they did hang out a lot together, because Zeke still liked her, and she liked his baking. And the "Ice Princess" would never admit it, but the "backing basket ball boy" was really growing on her.

I sighed and hung my head; I think I'd done it this time. Finally, I figured it out. The bond was breaking, and it was my fault. Our twines of doing everything together had shifted. I was now doing something that she wouldn't even consider. It was a new thing to us we are hardly ever separated, always known as, "Ryan n' Sharpay," or "The Evans Twins."

Sitting back I now realize the magnitude of my actions. I wasn't just not singing anymore, not taking apart in musicals, I was breaking a coalition forged when we won our first leads in third grade; I didn't know what to do. There was a part of me who wanted to go back to please Sharpay.

But I know that I couldn't, hadn't I been in her shadow long enough? Singing wasn't important anymore and I couldn't pretend I still liked it, even if I loved my sister. If there were a reason for me to stay I would, but the something new was just too appealing. Sharpay would have to learn, I think she would understand. If not, I would have to tell her. Just sit her down and say, "Sharpay I know we've had a lot of fun in the past, but it's time to move on. I'm sorry that you're hurt, but I have to consider my needs too." Man, it sounded like I was breaking up with a girl. But this was harder, much harder. I've had a girlfriend before, but this just didn't seem right. Maybe I'd just let it blow over. She wouldn't be mad forever.