Thank you to everyone who read or reviewed the last chapter, whether it be the new version or the original. I almost considered combining the original "Chad, where's my bra?" sections together. I realized that with the additional revisions, it would probably approach 10,000 + words. I was right about that. Therefore, I kept them separate, but moved somethings around a bit.
Also, I decided on a new title for part one. Since Sharpay found something out a little bit earlier this time around, I couldn't resist.
Warning/summary: Binge drinking is bad. Underage binge drinking is even worse. Getting smashed on fruit punch without realizing it is 70% alcohol is the absolute worst. Sharpay+ alcohol =?.
2020 update: I guess this means a warning for nonconsensual alcohol consumption. Also, more bits and pieces about what Richard did to Sharpay come out in this chapter. The worst of it will be in the next section.
Disclaimer: I (still) do not own anything related to HSM or any of the songs mentioned in this chapter. All recognizable characters or songs belong to the original writers or copyright holders. This is purely for entertainment purposes.
I have decided to include some of the songs I've used for inspiration while writing the original version or the rewrites.
Mood music: Precious Allusions by Alanis Morissette (original version inspiration)
Truth Hurts by Lizzo (2020 rewrite)
Chapter 5: Am I a better kisser than my brother?
Midmorning August 23, 2008
Sharpay was having that dream again. The one when she, as the beautiful princess, was saved from a hazardous situation by her fabulous prince. Sometimes he would save her from her wicked stepmother, who always looked like her actual mother, Darby. Other times he would save her from her abusive lover, the villainous Lord Malick. Last night her prince saved her from the clutches of the evil princess of the West Kingdom, who tried to poison her.
When she first started having these dreams, the prince was always Troy. He would ride to her rescue on a beautiful horse, saving her from the abuse of Lord Malick. When she started dating Zeke, he became her prince, and he would protect her from the evil stepmom who didn't love her. Last night she had a new Prince. His skin was light brown, and he had long curly hair that he kept in a ponytail. She couldn't see his face because it was covered by a mask. She could only see his beautiful brown eyes that could look into her heart.
So grateful for him saving her from the evil princess of the West Kingdom, she rewarded him with a kiss. This was not a gentle kiss on the cheek or a light brushing of lips that she usually gave the prince that rescued her. This was a kiss filled with passion, love, and a hint of lust. It was the type of kiss that stole your breath away and made your heart beat a thousand times a minute. In her dream, Sharpay could not get enough of her beautiful prince. He made her feel completely comfortable and loved. Just as she was about to take his mask off to see who her prince truly was, she woke up from her sleep by a loud noise from the hallway.
The peace she experienced in her dream was replaced by a pounding headache and the extreme urge to throw up upon waking. The first thing she noticed as she began to open her eyes was that her sheets were blue with little basketballs on them. For a moment, she wondered how anybody could find basketball sheets that could fit an extra-long twin bed. Then she remembered her sheets were purple with little flowers embroidered on the edges. She would never own anything with orange in it, it was her least favorite color in the world.
Next, she noticed the light was coming from the wrong side of the room. Her window was next to her bed, not on the other side of the room. The walls were a crisp white, not the pale rose color Darby chose. Her Broadway posters from Rent, in the Heights, and Spring Awakening were missing. Instead, she was surrounded by images of Lebron and Kobe. Of course, the final clue that she was definitely not in her bedroom was Chad and Taylor's photographs at prom. (Next to a picture of Ryan and Chad together that she will analyze when her head doesn't hurt.)
For some reason, seeing Chad and Taylor together made her unbelievably nauseous. Before she knew what was happening, she ran straight for the nearest bathroom.
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Sharpay was too disoriented to realize that she just ran to the boy's bathroom of her suite in nothing but panties and an oversized East High gym class T-shirt. If Sharpay was more aware of her surroundings, she would have heard her suitemates' whispers as she ran into the boy's bathroom to throw up.
"Walk of shame," whispered Nikki from Room 626.
"I knew those two were fucking," Whispered Marc from room 615.
"There was too much tension for that. Last night was probably the first time," said Amanda from Room 625. "Just mind your business and let's get back to our homework."
Just as the conversation ceased, a very sleepy Chad walked out into the hallway carrying a water bottle and a bathrobe. "Have any of you guys seen Sharpay?" Chad asked the trio.
"Your girlfriend is currently praying to the porcelain gods," Nikki remarked as they all heard the distinctive sound of someone throwing up.
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Morning August 19, 2008
Chad's second day of college was already going better than the first. He actually made it to his first-class on time without running into Penelope. Unfortunately, once the class let out, Penelope was waiting for him in the hallway. Desperately trying to avoid the girl and convince her that he wasn't lying to her yesterday, he grabbed Sharpay by the hand.
"Sorry, Penelope, we have to get to class. We don't want to be late for class Pay Pay," Chad said as they ran out the door.
"What was that about? Why did you call me Pay Pay? At least use Shar like Ryan does." Sharpay asked him without actually letting go of his hand.
"Deliberately misleading Penelope, so she will realize I am definitely not interested at all."
"You do remember I chased after Troy even though we were both with other people, right? Although I'll be happy to tell her that you enjoy making out with my brother if you think it would help?" Sharpay smirked at him. Honestly, he wasn't sure it would help.
"But you're ruthless, and you were chasing Troy for the sake of chasing him. You enjoyed the challenge of the whole situation. He was one of the few people that was nice to you. At the time, you thought it was something more. You were also ridiculously lonely with just Ryan and your best friend being in New York. At least that's what you said in your project paper last night." Chad said in response.
"You read my project paper?" Sharpay asked, surprised. "How did you read my paper? I haven't emailed it to you yet."
"You left it on your screen when you went to get snacks last night. Besides, I was going to read it eventually." Chad shrugged.
"Now, I've learned the importance of locking my computer. If you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend to scare off the little girl, that's fine. I can use an acting challenge this semester to keep my skills up. Pretending to be your girlfriend will definitely be a challenge. But we do it my way." Sharpay said as they walked into the classroom.
"How did we end up in so many classes together?" Chad asked.
"Probably because we registered at the same time," Sharpay responded. As they walked through the door, a shrieking voice came towards them and enveloped Sharpay in a hug.
"Kim, what are you doing here? I thought you were still going to school in New York. You said nothing about this when we were at the salon together." Sharpay said in surprise. This must be the friend Ryan mentioned before.
"We were busy with the stupid boyfriend new hair therapy. Besides, I wanted it to be a surprise. Thanks to the stepmom getting my trust fund back, I decided it was finally time to come home. Besides with Ryan in New York, you need one of us."
"That's true. I've been so desperate that I've been hanging out with Chad." Sharpay joked.
"Hey, I'm a wonderful person to hang out with."
"Yes, now that you no longer have a basketball glue to your hand," Sharpay shot back.
"Chad, I don't know if you remember me from trigonometry and pre-calculus? Although, Ryan told me so much about you. I see that you are working your way through the whole family." Kim said, pointing to the two holding hands.
"Ryan told her," Chad mumbled under breath. He also decided it would not be in his best interest to point out that he knew all about Kim because Troy was kind of in love with her for most of their sophomore year. His crush was ridiculous. That would make Sharpay cranky. Chad really doesn't want to make Sharpay cranky.
"I am so texting Ryan about that later. Chad is just a friend." Sharpay said as she let go of his hand, not realizing they walked to class that way.
"The word friend has various meaning, some of which involve sex," Kim said, smirking at the two.
"I'm friends with Sharpay and probably consider her brother, my other best friend." He definitely talks more to Ryan than Troy.
"I'm sure Troy is so jealous. I also stand by my earlier point. Attended any interesting baseball games recently?" Shit. She knew.
"A lot changed after you graduated. The click system of East high was destroyed by a simple act of breaking free. So yes, I have drama club friends. Technically, Troy is one of them." Chad told her to get away from the Ryan subject. This caused Kim to give him a confused look.
"Troy Bolton joined the drama club," Sharpay added in clarification.
"Mr. Basketball-is-my-life Troy Bolton switched allegiances to the drama club. That I did not see coming." Kim said in shock. "You have no idea what I had to do to get him to read Romeo and Juliet when I was his tutor."
"He stayed on the basketball team as well. He starred in the last three musicals and did a community theater production this summer." Sharpay continued to explain to Kim.
"He's actually pretty good at it. Yes, I went to all of his shows more than once." Chad said to the group.
"Where is he anyway? I thought it was your dream for the two of you to go to college together." Kim asked, pointing to Chad. How did Kim know that? Probably Ryan. But that didn't entirely make sense because she didn't know about Troy not going to school here.
"Berkeley," the two answered in unison.
"What?" Kim asked, visibly upset for some reason.
"His girlfriend is at Stanford University, and he couldn't bear to be away from her," Sharpay's voice was dipping was sarcasm. "So he took a basketball scholarship at Berkeley to be closer to her. He is now a theater major." No one noticed Kim break a pencil when Sharpay said this.
Unfortunately, their conversation was disrupted by their professor walking into the room. "Quiet everyone, please take your seats. I am your instructor for this Introduction to American cinema course, Mr. Antonio Stark-Rogers."
"We will have to catch up later because you told me none of this when we were doing your hair. Maybe we can go to lunch Thursday because I don't have a class after this one on that day." Kim told Sharpay as she took her seat in the back of the classroom.
"I'll have to check my busy schedule, but I will make time for you," Sharpay said in response to Kim.
As their conversation stop, Chad noticed Sharpay's entire body frees up as someone entered the classroom late. He turned around to see Sharpay's ex-boyfriend Richard Malick enter the room. Seconds later, he felt Sharpay's fingers wrap around his again. She didn't let go for the rest of the class.
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Afternoon August 21, 2008
After class Thursday, Sharpay was finally able to have lunch with Kim. It was the first time in almost a week that Sharpay was not eating a meal with Chad. He even managed to get her to go to the cafeteria four times this week, and she hated the cafeteria. (Ryan couldn't stop laughing when Chad sent him pictures the first time.) That's why the two were eating at a café outside of campus.
"You know you could have brought your boyfriend with you. I would love to know the guy who melted the heart of the ice Princess of East high." Kim asked Sharpay as she began to eat her salad. "Well, outside of Ryan's gushing. I'm not even surprised you have the same taste in men. Obviously, it went better for you."
"Actually, it hasn't," Sharpay said with a laugh. "Chad is just a friend."
"Sorry, I don't buy the friends thing. There's something there. Even in high school, when you guys were at each other's throats, there was this connection that everyone could see. Also known as sexual tension. Are you keeping it quiet to spare Ryan's feelings?" Kim asked. "Ryan is a big boy and can handle it."
"It doesn't matter because Chad has a girlfriend. I don't mess with guys who have girlfriends, unlike certain brothers of mine. I am no one's side chick. Also, Chad and I hated each other in high school." Sharpay said in her defense. Kim just started to laugh, the trader.
"You know you can't actually be friends with someone you hate? Although you can be mad at him for having a girlfriend."
"Only in the sense that Chad could be with Ryan but was an idiot and chose Taylor. Internalized homophobia can lead to stupid decisions."
"You and Ryan have a really weird relationship," Kim told her.
"We have a close relationship because we always have each other's back. I'm giving up on boys for a while. After the disaster that was Zeke and the trauma from Richard, I need a break. I think I told you this in New York."
"Those declarations usually get thrown out when the right person comes along," Sharpay responded with a glare.
"Are you going to be okay with Malick being in our film class?"
"If he even thinks about doing what he did to me before, I'll shove one of my stiletto shoes in his crotch." Sharpay smiled menacingly. He will never hurt her again.
"Does Chad know what he did to you?" Kim asked.
"Only you, the doctor at the ER, Daddy, and my therapist know what happened. I didn't even tell Ryan about the incident. I don't give a fuck about Malick anymore. I'm done with letting him control me. I'm moving forward." Or at least she was trying to. Unfortunately, seeing again brought back all the pain of that night.
"Good, and why don't we change the subject before we start crying and talking about how evil men are?" Kim suggested.
"Works for me,"
"I'm having a bit of a returning to New Mexico party at my house Friday night. Maybe you and your "friend" Chad could join us?" Kim asked.
"You know I hate wild parties with alcohol and everything else. Dad is pushing the new underage drinking policy on-campus. One shot of me holding the infamous red cup on the Internet and the entire policy will be ruined." Sharpay explained.
"It's not going to be that wild. I promised to buy different cups. I will prepare you a special fruit punch that is virginal and sugar-free." Kim promised.
"I'll think about it. Now tell me why you're really back in New Mexico? I wish I could be in New York right now."
"It's a bit overrated. I'm definitely looking forward to finishing up school here. At least here I will have Vanessa to help with Alex."
"That's true. And you'll have me. I can't wait to hang out with my godson." Sharpay was actually looking forward to more Alex time. Especially time that doesn't happen over the telephone or in a video chat. They haven't actually had a chance to meet in person yet. "I'm still mad he was with the babysitter last time."
"Alex will love that. You're his favorite because you sent him all the good toys."
"I'm everybody's favorite."
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Same time across campus at Martha Evans dining hall
Chad quietly sat in one of the somewhat decent cafeterias on campus, picking at his deli sandwich. It was his first meal in almost six days without Sharpay. It seemed strange to be in the cafeteria without her. At that moment, Chad realized he had been holding onto her for dear life this first week.
Chad knew he needed to make new friends. He just did not want to make the same type of friends he had in high school. For example, of his new teammates, Zach is going to be the only one who Chad could actually tolerate and possibly hold a conversation with. Chad was tired of pretending to be the dumb jock. He's not doing that in college.
In hindsight, Chad could not understand how anybody bought the act. He was taking Senior AP Biology in the 10th grade. As he started to learn from Sharpay, people only see the person you want them to see.
There was more going on with Sharpay than the Mountain Lion Ice Queen persona. Right now, the two biggest questions about the real Sharpay involved Zeke and Richard Malick. When Richard tried to speak to Sharpay during film class today, she froze up again, and Kim threatened him with a painful death. Something involving a rusty spoon and a missing dick. Sharpay would not tell him what was going on, but he knew Kim would.
Kim was his only option in that regard because Ryan didn't give him anything that he didn't already know. Ryan didn't know why they broke up only that it was terrible. Per Ryan, Sharpay couldn't even say his name without hyperventilating for the first few months. She also spent the rest of the school year in Europe with their father. That alone may Chad feel that Ryan was justified in his desire to knock Malick's teeth out.
So it would have to be Kim. Unfortunately, the two were together now, which caused Chad to eat alone in the cafeteria. He was just happy Penelope had class right now. He's never comfortable around people who keep hitting on him (that are not Ryan). He wished she would get it that he's just not interested.
Thoughts of Penelope made him wonder if what she said about Zeke was true. Right now is the perfect opportunity for him to call Zeke. He knew that he could not trust anything that came out of Penelope's mouth. Before he could even think about changing his mind, he pressed number six on his phone.
"Long time no call," answered Zeke on the other side of the phone.
"It has only been three weeks. How is Chicago?" Chad asked.
"Chicago is definitely different from New Mexico, but I like it here. Classes are more difficult than high school. I'm also hoping I can do well enough to get some scholarships for next year to help out. I miss free period." Chad chuckled at that.
Although he missed free period, in truth, Chad did not find his college classes that much more challenging academically than high school. Maybe because he has been taking AP classes and doing dual enrollment for most of high school.
"I haven't found the classwork more difficult," Chad responded to Zeke.
"That's because you're probably taking Mickey Mouse classes like you did in high school." Chad did not know whether to be happy that his friends bought his stupid act so well or upset that they did not believe him to be as intelligent as he actually was. For example, in 10th grade, most of his friends (outside of Troy) thought he was not in algebra II because he was behind. In reality, Chad was taking trigonometry with Kim. Then pre-calculus the next semester also with Kim. That just met Chad was a better performer than he thought. Maybe he really could manipulate Zeke into confessing his sins against Sharpay.
"Trust me, my pre-calculus class is much more difficult than Classical French Cooking 101. By the way, guess who's in my math class?" In reality, Chad was actually taking Calculus C, but Zeke wouldn't believe that.
"If it was a class other than pre-calculus, I would say Sharpay, but I doubt she's taking that class. How are you taking that class? I thought you were behind the rest of us." Chad bit his tongue and did not respond. "How is my ice queen ex-girlfriend doing anyway? Is she just as frigid as before?"
Chad was approaching cursing Zeke out in Spanish levels of anger. However, he swallowed the potential verbal tirade. He needed to focus on getting Zeke to confess.
"There are many words to describe Sharpay, but Ice Queen is not one of them. She's actually kind of nice when you get to know her. I think the lack of peroxide is helping tremendously, in addition to being away from stupid conceded idiots. She is actually on my floor in the Honor dorm. However, I am talking about Penelope Castro."
"From West High?" Zeke asked.
"Yes, that Penelope Castro. I am sure you know her well. She has been chasing me around all week."
"Have fun and use protection. Just be careful, if Taylor finds out you may never be able to have children." Okay, that sounds like his friend is telling him to sleep with Penelope while still being with Taylor.
"I'm sure Sharpay would have done worse to you if you did something with Penelope behind her back. People with common sense don't fuck around on their girlfriends." and Chad wondered if Zeke had any common sense.
"Yes, but that's why Sharpay never found out." Apparently not. Chad could not believe Zeke confessed without any coaching.
"You were with Penelope?" Chad asked to clarify.
"Several times," Zeke said it so smugly that Chad wanted to reach through the phone and strangle him.
"You actually cheated on Sharpay? What is wrong with you?" He didn't mean to yell that out loud, but Chad was not happy.
"So what? Sharpay chased Troy around like a lost puppy the entire time we were together. Besides, she wouldn't give me what I wanted, and Penelope did." Did he really just say that he slept with Penelope because Sharpay wouldn't? Fucking asshole.
"That's not how it was. Shar was not trying to get with Troy after you and Sharpay got together. She just wanted a new acting partner. She can't exactly keep playing against her brother forever." Chad said in Sharpay's defense.
"How would you know that? Did you just call her Shar?" Zeke asked.
"I just do. I hate to cut this call short, but I have to leave for class in a few minutes. I'll talk to you later." Chad said, not giving Zeke time to reply before he slammed his phone shut.
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That afternoon in chemistry class, Chad fantasized about the many ways he could break Zeke in half as he texted Ryan. Thank you mom for getting him a phone with a keyboard.
Chad: I now realized I really should've joined drama club with Troy because everyone bought the stupid Jock routine a little too well. I must be a phenomenal actor.
The good twin: Don't forget the straight part although some people saw through that.
The good twin: Half of the school thought you were screwing Troy.
Chad: You included.
The good twin: I'm sorry I thought Taylor was your beard to help you cover up the fact you were madly in love with Troy. If I actually thought you and Taylor were really together, I would not have tried the baseball seduction technique.
Chad: Which makes you a much better person than Zeke. I'm pretty sure all of your sister's former boyfriends were absolute pieces of shit. If I ever see Zeke again, I will break all his teeth. It's hard to be a culinary major when you can't chew.
Chad: Also, Taylor doesn't like labels. I don't think I was technically her boyfriend until the middle of senior year. Even then, I wasn't always sure.
The good twin: So did Zeke confirm what Penelope told Sharpy earlier?
Chad: I was able to trick him into confessing. He also tried to encourage me to sleep with Penelope while Taylor is away. He just told me not to get caught.
Chad: Obviously, that's one less high school friend I'm keeping in contact with.
The good twin: See, this is why my father likes you more than any other person Shar dated. Despite the fact, my dad even knows about the ill-fated baseball seduction incident. Actually, that may be a point in your favor because you didn't lead me on like certain closet cases at our high school that will remain nameless.
Chad: That's not encouraging, considering they're scum. Men are scum. I know because I am one.
The good twin: Somebody is still bitter about Jamie.
Chad: I don't even know what Malick did. I just know his mere presents caused your sister to freeze up in class. She was scared of him. I've never seen your sister actively frightened before.
The good twin: Just keep her away from him. She finished off her sophomore year doing homeschooling in Europe because of him. There has to be a reason beyond just the regular breakup. Something so bad she won't tell her twin brother.
Chad: I will. Apparently, we're going to a party together Friday. She just texted me. We may have To keep acting like we're actually together to scare Penelope away.
The good twin: Shar told me. I want pictures.
Chad: Now that you're with Kelsi, I assume that you wouldn't need pictures. I have a few good ones of me all sweaty and shirtless playing basketball. I'm even wearing short shorts.
The good twin: Penelope has messed up my choreography too many times, and I want revenge.
The good twin: I wouldn't use anything with my sister for that. That's disturbing. But feel free to send the shirtless shots. I adore Kelsi, but is it normal not to be able to get off without thinking of somebody else?
Chad: Is this person always a guy? Because really you shouldn't be with Kelsi just to make your mom happy. It's not fair to use her as your beard. That wouldn't be fair to anyone.
The good twin: Sometimes, both. Would you punch me if I said I thought your girlfriend was hot? I prefer smart girls.
Chad: Not today.
Chad: I am the wrong friend to ask about this. Everything I did remotely sexually occurred during basketball camp 2006. You know how that went. I still have my technical V card.
The good twin: You never had sex with Taylor? Not even a hand job or oral? I know you did that with Jamie.
Chad: No. It's just never felt right. We tried, but it just felt off. My heart wasn't in it.
Chad: And I don't want to end up like my parents. They ended up getting married because my mom got pregnant with me. My existence completely screwed up her life, and I don't want to do that to Taylor.
The good twin: I'm going to ask you a question, and I don't want you to actually send me an answer.
The good twin: Why are you still with Taylor? Especially when you are on different sides of the country. Considering everything you just told me, I think you two would be better as just friends. Do you still see yourself with Taylor even six months down the road? Are are you staying together because that's what you think you should do?
Chad read through Ryan's questions four times. He didn't have an answer. Maybe it was best it was meant to be a rhetorical question.
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August 22, 2008, 9:42 PM
Sharpay was exhausted after a long day of classes followed by a ridiculously exhausting meaning regarding her teacher's aide position at East high. Maybe it was naïve of Sharpay to think she could still be the diva of the drama department. Ms. Darbus, her new boss, made it very clear to Sharpay that she would not take over the student productions. She was there to teach not to be the star herself.
After that, she spent the day putting up bulletin boards and organizing the costume room. At least she wouldn't see actual students until next week. Sharpay was already sure this was going to be a very long semester.
That is why Sharpay decided to go to Kim's party with Chad when she found out Penelope would be there. Apparently, Kim forgot that Penelope was on her thespians of Albuquerque email list when she sent out the invite. Regardless this would be the perfect opportunity to put on quite the performance. (As well as get a video for Ryan because he asked. He hates Penelope about as much as Sharpay does.)
Sharpay stood on the sidelines, watching Chad dance as she consumed her special fruit punch. For someone who said they didn't dance, he was excellent. Or at least that was Ryan's snarky comment when he texted her back before telling her he was going to sleep due to early yoga. Of course, Penelope eventually approached Chad much to everyone's annoyance. Sharpay took that as her cue to interrupt the pair. She placed her cup on the coffee table and walked over to Chad.
"Sorry, but I believe it's my turn to dance with my boyfriend," She said as she led Chad away from Penelope, smirking the entire time.
As the two began to dance, Sharpay whispered in Chad's ear, "It's time to show off your acting skills Danforth." Before Chad even had a chance to respond, Sharpay's mouth was on his.
Sharpay enjoyed putting on a performance for her audience of one. It had been too long since she had the opportunity to truly test her acting abilities. She knew this was not a stage kiss. Those usually do not involve groping or the exchanging of saliva. Also definitely less tongue.
"Who's better, Ryan or me?" Sharpay whispered in his ear after she pulled away.
"I'm going to need a larger sample size. But definitely, 10 out of 10, will kiss again." Chad said before doing just that.
Sharpay was so lost in the touch of Chad's lips that she didn't see the three shots of vodka being added to her cup. Really she should know better than to leave her cup unattended, considering what happened last time.
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Morning August 23, 2008
Sharpay sat on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. Her head was pounding, and her stomach did not feel any better after emptying the toilet contents. Marc playing some Katy Perry song about waking up in Vegas way too loudly in the common room wasn't helping things. She finally realized that she was only wearing a T-shirt. A T-shirt that definitely was not hers. Shit! How did she end up in Chad's bedroom?
She knew it was his bedroom because of the photograph of Taylor on the nightstand. She didn't remember anything after "pretending" to kiss Chad in front of Penelope. That was about the moment Sharpay realized the full implications of her waking up in Chad's bed in a T-shirt. What if she and Chad…
Fuck! Taylor was going to kill her. (Possibly Ryan too.) She may kill her anyway for making out with her boyfriend the night before. Even though they were pretending. (Keep telling yourself that Evans. You tell the best lies to yourself)
"Sharpay, I brought you a bottle of water, some Tylenol, and a bathrobe, so you don't flash our suite mates again." Because of his actions, she knew instinctively that this was not a repeat of the Richard incident. She trusted him too much to even think he would do something like that to her. That helped her to calm down a bit.
"Thank you," she said, taking the items from him before leaving her to take care of herself.
After cleaning up a bit, she walked back into his room to get her things. Sharpay really hoped she would be able to sneak back to her own bedroom without the gossiping trio noticing her state of undress.
"What happened last night?" Sharpay asked after a few moments of silence.
"You don't remember anything?" He said with concern and a hint of disappointment in his voice.
"Nothing after pretending to kiss you," She said as she began to pick up her discarded clothing from the floor of his bedroom. Sharpay was almost certain now that she did something utterly idiotic last night. Probably with Chad. She wondered if the Plan B she had in her room was still good. She should probably take it when she gets back, even if she was on the pill anyway.
"Which time?"
"What do you mean which time? How many times did we kiss yesterday?" She remembered two. Maybe she shouldn't have asked him if she was a better kisser than her brother, but they were always competitive. Chad was the only guy who could provide an answer to who was better.
"At least seven, but I'm not entirely sure. After a while, it started to blend together a bit. Although I will definitively say that you're a better kisser than your brother."
"Ryan's going to kill me. And Taylor will help him hide the body because she's the smart one. Shit! What did we do last night?" Sharpay asked as her breathing started to quicken. That's when she realized that one crucial piece of clothing was missing from the pile.
"I'm not planning to tell your brother or Taylor what happened last night. Anymore questions before I continue with the story?"
"Just one. Chad, where's my bra?"
To be continued.