Hands Off, He's Mine

Chapter 6

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SORRY THIS TOOK LIKE ALL SUMMER. I RAN OUT OF IDEAS AND WENT TO 4 DIFFERENT CAMPS. BUT ITS HERE NOW. THIS IS THE 2nd TO LAST CHAPTER, SO ENJOY!

TROY'S POV

"Order, Order!" I yelled. "So is everyone here?"

"Taylor and I are here!" Said Gabriella.

"And Chad and I are too!" Yelled Kelsey.

"Alright then. Welcome to the Get Sharpay back meeting. In order for this to work, we all have to work together. Alright?"

A huge amount of yeses came at me.

"Ok. Gabi, think about this, if I was a huge geek and if your date with me was terrible, would you still like me?

"Well, probably not. Why?" she answered.

"Hey Kelsey, isn't your Aunt a make-up artist?" I asked.

"Yeah, my Aunt Susan, again, why?" Kelsey said.

"Well, I'm going on a date with Sharpay, but with the help of Kelsey's Aunt Susan we'll make it the worst date of her life. Get it?"

"Kind of, why the make-up though?" asked Chad.

"Because, if Sharpay sees you spilling water on her, she'll ask what you're doing there." Gabriella answered for me." You're kind of slow Chad!"

"I know, but I have Taylor, so I don't have to be smart." Chad answered.

"Oh Chad! You didn't have to say that, but I'm happy you did," yelled Taylor.

"Hey! Back to business!" I yelled.

NO ONE'S POV

So the gang devised a tricky but simple plan, to make Troy and Sharpay's date a living hell. Chad would be a waiter, Taylor would work as a waitress. Kelsey would be the musical act on the piano, and Gabriella would pretend to be the greeter. Now it was all set up.

SHARPAY'S POV

"He still hasn't called me", I thought." Its been two days, I mean, really. Soon I'm going to call him myself…

Briiiinnnngggggg!

"Finally!" I exclaimed loudly!

"What now dear?" my mother yelled from the kitchen.

"Nothing mom!"

"Hello?"

"Sharpay, is that you?" Asked Troy.

"Ohh, Troy. How nice to hear from you. What's up?" I asked sweetly.

"Wwll, I was a, wondering if you'd, well, like to go to "Le Fancy Palace" this Friday?" he studdered.

"As a date?" I exclaimed, excitement in my voice.

"Well, yes, I guess." He said.

"I'd Love to Troy. Pick me up at 8'00 clock on Friday. K? alright! Bye!"

Then I hung up.

"YES, YES, YES! I WON!. I AM NOW DATING TROY BOLTON! YES!"

"Oh shut up Sharpay, its midnight!" Screamed Ryan.

"Oh fine. Goodnight!"

And with that, I was asleep.