Standard Disclaimer I own nothing, not even the plot, well kind of the plot, but that's not the point

Wow a long time since I updated I'm sorry to everyone who wanted one. The story is really taking shape now, and next chapter their will actually Be a PLOT. That'll be exciting.

Yeah, I really don't know that much about Gymnastics so bare with me, I was a debater, and forensics so the spoof in the first chapter was just me making fun of myself.

Hsmhsmhsmhsmhsmhsmhsmhsmhsm

Next Monday was my first practice and it was amazing. Never before had I been in a group so dedicated to one goal, it was like if twenty Sharpays were in one musical. It was pretty intense, planning our routines, making sure everything required was in them. Lucky for me the team had equipment for me to use because they'd been donated a couple of years earlier.

After practice I ran down stairs to the auditorium, if I hurried I could check out Sharpay's audition. On Sunday she had told me that she had found my replacement, who was much better than me, a baritone tone to my tenor, which is what she wanted all along apparently.

When I got there I heard someone singing "Tonight," immediately I recognized it as Sharpay, I listed to try and hear her mysterious baritone partner but try as I might I couldn't hear him. I ended up kind of falling through the door, but caught myself before I tripped, that could have been embaressing. Sticking my head through the door I almost did fall over. The crazy thing was, there was no one else up their with her. She lied to me, I couldn't believe that, as for back as I could remember we've never lied to each other or at least I had never lied to her.

Fustrated I sat back in the last row and listened to the rest of the "Anita's" audition, none of them were that great but they would be call backs none the less, I would make sure of that.

After auditions were over and Mrs. Darbus made final calls, everyone shuffled out, as I approached her she looked up.

"Hello Mr. Evans, what can I do for you?"

"Well," I stated slowly trying to figure out the best way to word what I was about to say, "I was watching the end of the audtions and I just think that we can't judge off of one tryout, so I think we should have call backs on all parts."

She raised an eyebrow slightly, "And how, do you think that would help the spring musicale?"

I paused, I guess I hadn't really thought this through, "What if someone is nervious and forgets the song… or something?"

Mrs. Darbus just smiled, "Are you sure that you are trying to help the musicale or further some sibling rivalry?"

Mumbling and hanging my head, I walked out, she now were I was going, and stopped me before I started. Someday, I might thank her for it.

Sharpay was waiting for me by the cafeteria, "Did you enjoy practice?"

I smiled remembering the events, "Yeah! It was great!"

Sharpay glared at me. Oh. I guess she was being sarcastic, looks like she's still mad at me.

We got in the Car and speed home; I messed with the radio the entire time. Finally she slapped my hand away and we both just stared ahead, I snuck glances at her and she had this look on her face that I knew well, it was her "Ice Queen" face, that I hadn't seen since fall, ever since then she had loosened up a bit and been a lot nicer.

When we got home, as I was getting out, she finally said something, "Tell mom I'm going to Zeke's I'll be back for dinner." As soon as I shut the door she backed out of the driveway as fast as safely possible.

"I'm home!" I called out as I walked through the door.

My mom approached me, "Hello dear, how was your day?"

"It went well, my first practice was great!"

"That's good honey, where's Sharpay?"

"Out with Zeke, she said she would be home before dinner."

"Oh," her tone suddenly changing, "alright."

My parents were odd about things like that. We were a loving dynamic family, but one thing they never understood were relationships. My parents were best friends than anything else, they'd made one of those deals, "if we aren't married by 32 we'll marry each other," type thing. Although they were very loving they were hardly ever intimate, probably why neither Sharpay nor I had dated often.

Sharpay came in just about the right time. She came in smiling happily, the first time I'd seen her that happy in a very long time. She was humming and tapping her fingers to a beat. A far off smile like she was in her own personal day dream. I should give this whole serious relationship thing a shot, she looked incredibly content.

I thought about practice today, and an excitement filled me like no other, we only had three weeks to get our act together. East High more than anything else was a sports school, last year our gymnastics team sent three people to state. This year though we were a young team, mostly Juniors and sophomores and handful of freshman, only two seniors. The routines were intense. Because I was the only boy all I could really compete in were floor exercise and vault, although if there were more boys we could probably have our own competition, I might even be able to do it anyways.

hsmhsmhsmshsmhsmhsmhsmshsm

So I'm thinking of putting a romance angle on it somewhere, maybe a gymnast? Suggestions?