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CHAPTER 11

Michelle Anderson, a sophomore at East High was late for the pep rally. She had been working on a set design in the drama room and had completely missed the bell to go to the gym. She wanted to wash her hands real quick before going in so she ran in to the bathroom and screamed at the sight that greeted her eyes.

Sharpay Evans, laying in a pool of blood, the numerous cuts on her wrists-the source of the blood, an empty bottle of pills next to her unconscious body. She was as pale as death. Michelle put a trembling finger to Sharpay's neck but couldn't feel a pulse. Oh, god. She didn't have a cell phone and the nearest pay phone was on the other side of the school. She ran full out into the gym.

She screamed for someone to help but no one could hear her over the band and the cheering. Coach Bolton was walking up to the microphone to give a speech but Michelle beat him up there.

"SHUT UP!" She shouted into the microphone.

Everyone stared at her in shocked silence. She was clearly distressed. There was blood on her hands and a little smear on her cheek. The girl started to cry as she tried to speak.

"Someone help please! You have to call 911. Sharpay Evans' is lying in the bathroom. She slit her wrists and I can't feel her pulse! I think she killed herself and I don't know what to do!" That wasn't how she meant to say it but it her panic that was how it came out; she was clearly hysterical.

The gym was silent for a split second.

"NO!" Troy shouted bringing everyone out of their shocked trance. He ran out of the gym followed by many of the teachers, Ryan and the rest of their friends. Ryan was calling 911 as he ran after Troy. The dispatcher answered just as he got to the bathroom. His breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight before him. "I need an ambulance to East High right now. My sister has attempted suicide, she slit her wrists, and there's an empty bottle of pills here too."

"The ambulance is on its way, have someone wait outside and direct them where to go." The dispatcher told him promptly.

Ryan dived to the floor, holding Sharpay. "I'm here Shar. I love you. I'm so sorry." He whispered to his twin. He looked up to see some students standing in the doorway, "Tell someone to go outside and wait for the ambulance."

Troy looked down to Ryan who was cradling Sharpay's head in his lap, he was crying. Several teachers had stepped in and were trying to slow the bleeding until the ambulance got there. Troy stood there looking down at the girl he loved. He had been so busy thinking about how hurt he was that he had neglected to notice what they were doing to her. If she died he would never forgive himself.

Troy felt a hand on his shoulder. Gabbi was pulling him into the hallway to wait with the rest of their friends. The paramedics had just arrived and they needed him out of the way. Everyone looked solemn as the EMS pushed past them into the bathroom. Troy and Ryan were the only ones who had gotten in the bathroom with the teachers. None of the others had seen Sharpay. He wished he could have been so lucky; her deathly pale face, the blood surrounding her. It was an image that would haunt him.

Gabbi, Taylor and Kelsey looked like they were about to cry when they saw Sharpay who was wheeled out on the stretched a moment later. Chad, Kevin and Brad paled significantly and looked ashen. They glanced in the bathroom and saw Ryan just sitting in a pool of Sharpay's blood. Jeff Bolton was trying to stand him up but Ryan couldn't move. His sister's blood. Troy and Chad moved forward and stood him up. "Come on man, we're going to the hospital." Chad said leading him out to the cars.

They sat in the hospital waiting room waiting for any news on Sharpay's condition. No one had spoken since they arrived nearly an hour ago. Greg Evans had come in about 15 minutes earlier. They had taken him back right away but he hadn't come out yet.

Kelsey sat next to Ryan on the love seat. His shirt was covered in Sharpay's blood; he was staring blankly ahead. He was clutching a piece of paper in his hand. Kelsey noticed this, "Ryan, what is that?"

"What?" He asked coming out of his trance. He looked to where she was pointing, "Oh, I don't know. I took it out of the pill bottle after the ambulance—" He broke off unable to continue.

Kelsey took it out of his hand. She read silently for a minute then closed her eyes and put her hand over her mouth, "Oh god."

"What?" Taylor asked

"Its her will." Kelsey said

"What's it say?" Chad asked

Kelsey sighed and read the letter aloud.

"I, Sharpay Elise Evans, being of not quite sound mind and body am writing this last will and testament to ensure that my wishes are carried out.

I would like half of all my assets to be given to my twin brother. The other half must be divided equally among my closest friends. They include: Gabbi, Kelsey, Taylor, Chad, Kevin, Brad and Troy.

Ryan and my father are to have first dibs on anything they want from my room and my storage unit. After that allow my friends, who are listed above, to take anything else they want.

My ownership of my condo in California is to be transferred into Ryan's name but to be shared with everyone in our group of friends. Use it to remember the good times.

Go to LA stop in at CJ's and tell the owner, Charlie, that Savs left the restaurant $30,000 to be used as employee bonuses (himself included). The check has already been cut; just make sure you pick it up from the bank.

Ask my father to explain my illness to everyone and tell Ryan how mom actually died.

I have a storage unit at Al's; all the information is on my computer at home. The password is Twinkle Town. My journal in under the loose floorboard in my room.

I think that's everything. I love you all and I'm sorry."

Sharpay."

Kelsey stopped reading. Ryan was openly sobbing, she pulled him close but he was far from being comforted, "We did this to her. I did this to her."

"Ryan, you had a right to be angry." Kelsey said softly

"We were all hurt. We just needed more time to accept what she did." Gabbi said

"I should have seen what it was doing to her. I should have done something." Ryan cried.

"Ry, she's going to be fine. We got her to the hospital in time. You have to have faith." Gabbi said quietly

Troy was looking worried, "What did she mean by tell Ryan how mom really died?"

They all looked around at each other. But before anyone could venture a guess. Greg walked back out with a few of the doctors. His eyes were red rimmed and everyone immediately thought the worst.

"No." Ryan whispered and put his head in his hands.

"She's going to be fine, Ryan." Greg said walking over to his son, "Physically she'll be fine. I asked the doctors to come out here and talk to you guys for a minute about Sharpay's condition."

"Sharpay lost a lot of blood but she got to the hospital quickly enough that we were able to stabilize her. We pumped her stomach and are currently flushing all of the drugs out of her blood stream." The first doctor said.

"Is she awake?" Chad asked

"Yes, she did wake up a few minutes ago but she'll need a psych consult before any of you can see her." He said

"Why does she need a psych consult?" Brad asked

"Anytime someone attempts suicide we always do one. Which brings me to my next question. Do you know how long she has been off her medication?" The second doctor asked.

"No, she ran away at the beginning of the summer. We thought that she was at a musical conservator summer program and we didn't find out that she didn't go there until August. She only came back a month ago." Greg said sadly, "She sees a therapist but I doubt she tells him the truth about what she's feeling."

"Well I'll do my best to find out what's been going on. My best advice for you all once she comes home is to communicate a little more." He opened his mouth to continue when one of the nurses came running out of Sharpay's room.

"Doctor, she's threatening to disable the transfusion machine unless they tell the truth about Sarah." She said

The doctor turned to Mr. Evans, "I have to get in there and talk to her. Please do what she asks, it's very important. I'm sure she's serious about what she's threatening." Both doctors and the nurse walked back into Sharpay's room.

Greg turned to his son and his friends who were all staring at him intently. "I don't know if Sharpay has ever told any of you but her mother was manic depressive. She had her good days and her bad ones but as time went by the bad ones happened more than the good ones."

"What does this have to do with anything dad?" Ryan asked

"Ryan, I know Sharpay told you that she has it too but she really doesn't." Greg explained.

"What do you mean?" Ryan asked confused, "Why would she lie?"

"She wasn't lying exactly." Greg explained, "Before your mother's accident Sharpay had been getting very depressed and when she went to the doctor they told her that it was possible that because your mother is manic depressive she could become it as well. After the accident, Sharpay had a very tough time and thought that she was having an episode so they put her on a preventative mediation. She's been fighting so hard to not become like your mother that it has literally driven her to the brink of insanity." Greg stopped really not wanting to continue.

"What does she mean by tell the truth about mom?" Ryan wanted to know.

Greg sighed, "You mom's accident wasn't an accident. She actually drove her car off the road into a tree. We found a note in the ruins of the car. She killed herself Ryan. Sharpay found the note in my desk one day and that just pushed her even closer to the edge."

Ryan was stunned; he had no idea what to say.

"Ry, I'm sorry. I really never wanted either of you to find out. I mean you know that your mom loved both of you so much but she was just really sick and didn't know what she was doing." Greg said to his son, "Sharpay has been consumed with this hatred toward your mother that it's driven her crazy. It seemed like one thing after another just kept happening. She would take one step closer to getting better and then two steps back. I'm so sorry Ryan, please talk to me."

"I need to see my sister." Was all Ryan would say.

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