I don't know how to say this, but I think I'm in love with you ..

By. Simpleee.meee

Autor's Note:Thank you for all your reviews. Anywho, I wanted to get to the part where Sharpay asks for .. actually I'm not gonna tell. Just read on. LOLss. Well I wanted to get to this part quickly, but it doesn't feel right. LOLss. Wrong timing? You tell me.

Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own anything.

Chapter 5- Sharpay's PoV:

I just realized that I told Troy Bolton, my secret. The secret. I was so afraid of him bursting out laughing, but he didn't. He believed me. And I was .. I don't know- scared? So after the bell went which was like split second after my shock confession, I stuffed my pencil case in my bag, took hold of my textbook and exercise book and ran out of the class. And thankfully he didn't chase me.. I sort of wished that he would chase after me, but I don't seriously care. I walked to my locker in a daze. I didn't know what to think and I still felt frozen from my confession to Troy. I blinked a couple of time and realized that I was finally at my locker, and Kelsi Nielson was right beside me.

"Hi Sharpay." She greeted me with a nervous smile.

"Hi, Kelsi." I replied.

"So will you be auditioning?"

"Of course." I said.

I shooed her away and started shoving my books away in the little corner I had in my locker that weren't charged by my clothes. I dished around for my English textbook and exercise book. I held it close to my chest and walked to my English class in a daze which earned funny looks from people. I got to the English class room and opened the door and took the seat right at the back. Usually some cheerleader would sit next to me. And when I felt someone sitting next to me I thought it was one of the cheerleaders, again.

"Hi, Sharpay."

But it wasn't.

" Troy?" I asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm in your English class, remember?"

"Yeah, I know. I meant what are you doing sitting next to me?"

"Why is the seat taken?"

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and let him sit there.

As I was about to turn back around at him and ask him a question, Mr. Herschel walked in briskly and slammed his English book on the teachers desk and started scribbling thing on the board.

"Psst. Troy." I whispered, giving him a sideway glance.

"What?" He whispered back.

"Mr. Bolton are you talking?" Mr. Herschel caught him and questioned him.

"Uhh.." Troy replied, looking up.

"Miss Evans were you talking?" He also questioned me.

I didn't say a word.

"The two of you will dust the chalk eraser after this class." Mr. Herschel cruelly commanded then went back to scribbling.

"Oh great." I groaned and slapped my self softly on the head.

I could hear Troy groaning as well. I tore a small piece from my exercise book and scribbled the word, 'Sorry' on the paper. He took it and wrote, 'It's ok. What did you need to tell me?' I blinked a couple of times then wrote, 'Never mind.' He wrote back, 'You sure?'

"Yes." I whispered.

"Ok." He whispered back.

It was going to be a long long time until the end of period. But then suddenly there was the sound of the school bell ringing throughout the school. I realized that we were having a fire drill. I stood up. The whole class stood up and followed Mr. Herschel out, taking the safest route to the oval near the school. When everyone was down at the oval, our vice-principal Mr. Ellair, started to talk.

"Attention." He talked through the microphone they had brought down to the oval.

"Is this thing on?" He asked himself, "Teachers, if you will. Roll Call."

The teachers all immediately got their roll out and started marking names off and putting big, humongous ticks next to the present people's names.

"I would like to first, congratulate the students for their wonderful behaviors this morning as the came down here, on the signal of the bell .." That was all I heard before I zoned out and started staring at the blue sky.

I was playing around with the clouds. There was a star one .. ooh and one that looks like a love heart. Wow, a sheep! A .. giraffe?

"Miss Evans?" Mr. Ellair called.

"Yes?" I asked zoning back in.

All eyes were on me. I blushed, rolled my eyes and avoided the eyes.

"Nice going." Troy joked.

"Oh, shut up." I shot back.

We were acting like friends. And I had this warm feeling at that moment. And I never experienced it before. When we got back to school, there was only 5 minutes until the next bell. Mr. Herschel feeling depressed shooed everyone, except Troy and me. He told us to dust the eraser. We knew what we were supposed to do. I took two of the dusters in my hand and started clapping them in Troy's face, by accident. He coughed and swished the air away.

"You are so gonna pay Sharpay Evans." He said between coughs.

I reached out to him. He looked as if he really needed water.

"Are you ok?" I asked, sincerely, "Sorry."

"You'll be sorry, after this." He said suddenly and clapped the dusters in front of my face.

I inhaled a whole bunch of chalk dust and started to cough. He laughed. Once my coughing settled a bit, I started to laugh too. We were having so much fun that we didn't realize that we had to go to our next class. This was when we went different ways. It was free period. He was going to basketball. And I was going to the Auditorium. I exited the class, with Troy close at my heels.

"Bye, Sharpay." He waved as he walked backwards.

I gave a small wave and ran to the auditorium. Ryan was already waiting for me near the front of the stage. He looked at his watch and tapped it. I murmured a sorry and sat down grinning from ear to ear.

"Where were you?" He asked me.

"Clapping chalk erasers with Bolton." I replied.

"Right. Well you should see all the people that are going to audition. Gabriella's back. But I don't see Troy." Ryan informed me.

"Hey Ryan. Can we do just audition as singles this year?" I asked my brother, suddenly, out of the blue.

"What? Why?" He asked in surprise.

"I'm just saying. I mean, we can still do pairs." I immediately changed my mind.

Ryan just nodded. I guiltily smiled. Suddenly the door to the auditorium opened and in came Troy, Chad, Zeke and Jason. My eyes widened. He was fully clothed in his basketball jersey and the Chad was holding the basketball. I gave a confused glance at Ryan and rolled my eyes.

"Ok then?" I murmured to myself.

Suddenly Ryan doubled over in his seat and started to groan. He clutched is stomach. I looked at him. Ms. Darbus made her way to the seat that we were sitting in and had a look at Ryan.

"Are you ok, Ryan?" I asked.

All Ryan did was groan.

"I think he needs to go to the sick bay, miss." I suggested.

"Well, then who will you do the audition with?" Darbus asked me.

"I'll do it a singles auditions. Is that ok with you Miss?" I asked her.

"Fine with me." She replied and ordered Chad and Jason to help him to the sick bay.

I sighed. What was wrong with him? Darbus made me go on first. So I sang the song that Ryan and I were supposed to sing. Another piece composed by Kelsi. I went out of the Auditorium as soon as I was done and went to the Sick Bay to visit Ryan. I opened the door of the room and saw Ryan laying at the bed while the school nurse went over to this other student in the sick bay.

"Are you ok Ryan?" I asked my brother.

"Yeah I'm fine. How did you go with the audition?" He asked me.

"Ok, I guess. The nurse is coming I better go. See you later." I bade him good bye and walked out of the Sick Bay. I didn't want to go back to the auditorium so I walked around the school, avoiding teachers. When the bell rang, I ran to my locker and made up my mind to fake that I'm sick and get sent home. My mom would be at home. She would take me, but first ..

" Troy, can I talk to you?" I asked Troy, as I saw him coming to his locker.

"Ok. Shoot." He said.

"Can you help me?"

"What? With maths?" He joked.

"No." I gave him a smile, "I wanna be nice."