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

By. simpleee.meee

Disclaimer: I don't own it.

Chapter 7: Sharpay's PoV:

'BRRRING !' went my alarm clock.

I rolled around in my bed hoping that the alarm clock would shut up. I groaned, rolled on my stomach and attempted to turn the alarm clock off, without swiping both my lamp and alarm clock off of the bedside table. I groaned again as I heard a dull crash. Now I had to get off my bed and pick my lamp and my alarm clock up. I sighed and decided to get up. I pushed my quilt aside and gave a large yawn and a stretch. I felt so refreshed.

Flash back:

Yesterday, I had faked that I was sick. I went straight to the Sick Bay to Miss Viola. I lied in her face. She was really easy to lie to seeing that she was the softest hearted staff at East High. To prove that I was sick, I had only one choice. To use the oldest trick in the book. There was a water jar on the bedside table next to mine. So I scanned the room for a microwave or anything that get heat water up really fast. I found the water boiler. I tiptoed my way there and boiled the water, brought it back next to me and waited for Miss Viola to give me one of those thermometer things. She found out that I had a fever and sent me home with my mom and Ryan. Ryan was really sick and my mom was sneezing from this allergy she had. I was the only non-sick person in the car. When we got home it started to rain. I hopped out to my verandah and started to jump around in the rain. This was like my indication of a new beginning. After a while, I got cold. I came back inside and took a shower and went to bed. My mom came in to give me my soup for dinner. After I gulped down the hot soup, I lied down in my bed, pulled the blankets right up to my chin and tried to go to sleep. But the thought of Troy helping me made me all nervous and excited and scared all at the same time ..

End of flashback

I got up and picked up my lamp and my alarm clock. Just as I was about to go outside to eat, my mom came into my room.

"Sharpay! You're up! Well, are you feeling better today, honey?" My mom asked, "Do you think you'll be able to go to school today?"

"Oh, hi mom. I'm feeling much better today! How is your allergies mom?" I asked, as I walked into my bathroom.

"Much better. Well come downstairs in 20 minutes. Breakfast will be ready by then." Mom informed me.

"Ok." I replied and started to get ready for another day.

So that was where my orange pair of shoes went! I was searching for it, practically from the moment I got up to the moment I went to bed! I clapped my hands in glee and placed the pair gently on the floor next to my bed. I made my bed got dressed quickly, wore my shoes and ran down the stairs to the kitchen where everyone but my brother was seated on a high stool.

"Morning dad!" I greeted my dad and took my place on the table, "Where's Ryan?"

"He's .. I'm not sure." My dad shrugged, eating his breakfast.

I shrugged. I started to eat my breakfast. As I lifted the fork ..

"BOO!"

I screamed, dropping my fork. Ryan seemed to feel better.

"Got chu!" Ryan said, chuckling to himself and taking his seat, next to me.

"Not so early, kids."

"Sorry, mom." I apologized, "Pick up my fork Ryan!"

"No way."

"Here. Use a new one Sharpay."

My mom picked the fork for me and brought me a new one. I thanked her and started to eat.

"Kids, we're going to have to leave in less than 5 minutes," my mom announced, "I forgot that I was supposed to drop by .." She murmured to herself.

I wolfed the bacon and egg down as fast as I could, ran back upstairs, sprayed my perfume on and ran back down the stairs. The car horn beeped two times. I quickly said good bye to my dad and slammed the door open and exited as fast as these heels would let me.

"Sorry." I apologized for the second time this morning.

But I was still happy. More than happy. Ecstatic if you will. I jumped in the front seat and reached for my seatbelt, but my mom objected me sitting there by saying,

"I wouldn't sit there if I were you."

"Why not?" I reasoned.

"You'll see." She replied, "Now move along and take your seat next to Ryan."

"Ok." I grumbled, "Now we can't even sit down where we want to!"

I sat at the back seat, pouting. My mom shot off.

"You'll thank me later." She winked in the rear view mirror as we pulled into a driveway. It was only a short drive. I wondered why I didn't notice this place before.

My mom honked twice and a figure came out the door accompanied by another figure ..

"Hullo Mrs. Evans. Hi Sharpay. Hi Ryan." The figure greeted us as he sat down in the front seat.

"Hey, Troy." My mom greeted him.

"Thanks for taking him. Our car broke down and Jack's been feeling ill lately.. Thanks Serena." Mrs. Bolton waved at us and took a step back from the car.

"It's ok, Layna. Anytime." My mom replied with a wave.

"Oh. Hi Troy!" I greeted him back with a smile and a friendly wave, "Did you do your English homework?"

It was lame I know. But hey, at least I was making effort to try and talk to him.

"No,"- with that he blew his cheeks up, frowning and shaking his head, "I don't get it. Do you?"

"Yes." I replied.

"Do you .. do you need help?" I asked with much hesitation.

"Please?" He asked.

"Ok."

Wow. I'm glad that that was over! After that it was pretty much all silence until ..

"Ok. We're here. Get off, get off! Sharpay, Ryan and Troy – I won't be able to pick you guys up at the end of the day. Troy, you know how to catch a bus, right? Shoe these scaredy-cats, how to, will you?" My mom joked, "Bye kids."

"Bye mom!" Both Ryan and I called out.

"Hey Sharpay, I'll see you later, yeah? I'm gonna go and talk to Kelsi about the call-backs. See you later!" Ryan waved and walked off.

I gave him a strange look. He didn't even audition.. So what was he going to talk to Kelsi about? To let me in the play? But that wasn't her decision. Or was it? I never thought that a composer can get any say in who gets through and who doesn't ..

"Oh, Sharpay- can you help me with the English homework, now?" Troy asked me, leading us to a flat surface stairway.

"Ok." I sat down next to him, "What do you need help with?"

"This one." He took his book out of his bag and pointed to a question.

"Oh, that one. That's easy, you just .." I started and started to launch into an explanation of what he was supposed to be doing.

"Oh, I get it. So you explain ..?" He asked still looking as confused as ever.

"No." I said with all my patience and started to re-explain.

"OH! Oh!" He said as realization hit him, "Thanks."

"It's ok." I replied.

He stood up first and offered me his hand. I smiled at took it. We walked together to our locker block.

"Hey Sharpay," he dragged his words like a 3-year-old.

"Yeess," I did the same.

"You know how I'm helping you and everything?"

I nodded and gave a brief glance.

"Does that mean we're friends now?" He asked, and I could see that he had a hopeful expression on his face.

"Troy, you were always my friend," I replied with a true smile, "It's just I never told you or acknowledged you or anything of that sort."

I punched him on the arm, playfully, "Of course we're friends. Unless you have any objections."

He relaxed and smiled, "Nope. No objections."

Just as we nearly reached our locker block, my heels snapped. I automatically reached out for support from Troy. When I regained my composure, our arms were linked and the side of my face was jammed to his arm. I held on to his sleeve of his sweatshirt and lifted my foot up to see the situation.

"Oh, great!" I moaned and slapped myself on the forehead.

"Are you ok?" Troy asked helping me limp to my locker.

"Yeah. Cheap shoes." I grumbled and opened my locker to find spare heels. I quickly changed my shoes.

"Aren't you going to the auditorium? There's like a major event happening there!" someone's voice drifted towards my ear.

"Yeah, I know!" another voice piped up.

"Why, what's the sitch?" another voice asked.

As I was about to turn around, the voices were drifting away from me. Troy was busy taking books out of his locker. I joined the crowd that was apparently making their way towards the auditorium.

"Sharpay, so-," Troy started but stopped as he saw me walk towards the auditorium.

"Come with me." I said, looking back.

His face was pale, and his eyes were about to pop out of his head. I lifted one eyebrow and concentrated on walking since there were so many people walking around trying to get to the auditorium.

"Hey, stop touching me!"

Voices whined everywhere. Finally .. I got to the auditorium with the rest of the crowd and walked down the aisle. There were people sitting up in the front seat and people milling up practically everywhere. I pushed my way to the front to see ..

"Welcome people, to Troy and my, Help Sharpay Organization. I know that you people only know Sharpay as the mean old Ice Queen, but trust me after this morning, you'll probably regret what you thought about her before!" Ryan was making a speech. He then clicked a remote button and a clip of me being totally nice and kind filled the wall. I gasped and frowned.

Why would he do this to me?

Why would TROY do this to me?

Was this their way of helping me? To mortify me?

I felt hot tears rushing to my eyes. People then realized that I was in the room. Everyone went quiet, and Ryan didn't know what to say. Suddenly Troy walked into the auditorium and bent down to catch his breath.

"Ryan .. you .. have .. to .. stop." Troy puffed and huffed.

"Too late." A voice sneered and giggled.

"Troy, how could you do this to me? I thought we were friends?" I sniffled and turned to Ryan and just gave him a look. Words weren't really necessary.

I then burst out of the auditorium and went to find my secret wall. Not a long time later, Troy found me and crept up behind me and sat next to me. He followed me, obviously. Great, now he knew my private place.

"Sharpay! Listen, this isn't what it seems like." Troy explained.

"No. It is! Go away!" I protested as tears fell, and I wiped them away as soon as they fell.

"Don't. Wipe away your tears. You can cry." Troy comforted me, he went on sensing that I was starting topay attentionto him, "I'm sorry if that offended you in any way, I truly am. But Ryan and I thought that we would be able to help you by showing the student body that you weren't a bad person!"

"Yeah right, Troy. Who would believe that?" I scoffed, crying freely now.

"I would. And I did." Troy said softly, making eye contact with me as I turned my head around.

"But everyone's not as nice as you, Troy." I sighed, crying, "Now everyone's gonna tease me."

"But .. Aren't you used to it by now?" Troy asked, his forehead creasing.

"Yes. I am. But you don't know how much it hurts, because everyone loves you." I said.

"I'm really sorry Sharpay." He apologized.

"I gotta go. See you later Troy ." I sighed, wiping away the last of my tears.

"Wait, I'll go with you. Practically all of my subjects are with you so I'll hang with you." Troy declared grinning.

"Thanks. Hey but what can I do to make people notice that I'm not mean?" I questioned.

"Well just act normal. Be yourself, not who you have to be .." Troy advised, "Don't worry, I'll help you."

Today was going to be a hectic day.

Author's Note: Sorry for the lateness of this chapter. Schools back andI was too busy during the weeks. Sorry. But tell me what you thought of it. In another words Read & Review. And a big, humongous, hugalistic sorry to those people who've been faithful with this story. Waiting untill the next chapter was up. I'll try to update on a regular basis. Love youu ! LOLss .