Chapter four

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"Today is the day." Sharpay thought as she fixed her hair in the mirror. "I am going to march straight up to Troy Bolton and ask him what his problem is." She was telling herself reassuringly and she instantly had a flashback of the day before.

Sharpay was walking to her way to the main office trying not to run into anyone or thing.

"Are you sure there are no other classes that I can switch to?" a lovely voice asked. To her shock there was Troy Bolton was standing there looking like he wanted to choke the poor secretary. "AP Science, Math, I will take anything." He begged to her.

"Well I am sorry Mr. Bolton." She said pushing up her glasses and looking at him, "there are just no class's available."

Sharpay tried not to make any noise with the door but it shut with a bang. Both of the people turned around at the noise. "Why Miss Swan if you could just wait a moment so I can finish with Mr."

"Never mind then." Troy choked while cutting her off, "I guess I will….I will just bear it."

Shocked by his behavior Sharpay tried not to look like she was about to cry, "I just, I, never mind." Sharpay rushed out of the office and almost ran as gracefully as she could to her car. She retched the door open and took three calming breaths.

Sharpay shook her head trying to get rid of the memory. She would not let herself look like a fool again.

Tripping down the stairs she rushed down past Charlie and out to her car. She was on a high rush and would not let anything stop her.

Sharpay ignored all of the stares she got and walked straight into science and gasped. Troy wasn't their. She could feel her shoulders slump with disappointment and trudged through the day.

Three days past and Troy Bolton was still a no show. Finally when she thought he got switched there he was sitting in his stool looking like he was at a beach or something.

"Whoa Shar." Chad said drawing all of the class's attention except for Troy Bolton to them. "Why you standing in the middle of the door girl?"

Sharpay flamed a bright red color and walked to her seat tripping along the way and falling into her seat.

She let her long blonde hair act as a curtain between her and the gorgeous boy.

"Hello." Said a musical voice beside her and she looked up in shock. She stared at him a little harder not realizing he was talking to her.

"I am Troy Bolton." He continued staring at her, "I did not get a chance to introduce myself last week. You must be Sharpay Evans."

Blinking at him she couldn't think of a proper response other than, "How do you know my name?"

He laughed an almost magical laugh and responded, "Oh I think everyone knows your name. You are the talk of the town you know."

"Well" the teacher interrupted the whole conversation, "How about everyone gets started."

Troy looked at the microscope and Sharpay and said while pushing the scope towards her, "Ladies first partner."

Trying to think of something witty to say he mistook her silence for not knowing what to do and supplied, "Or I can go first if you'd like."

"No. No." she said shaking her head, "I'll go." Inwardly she smiled when she realized what lab they were doing. She had done this one twice back in Phoenix and knew this would be a breeze.

Sharpay studied the slide for a minute before answering, "Prophase."

Out of the corner of her eye she could tell that he was shocked and she looked down smiling.

"Do you mind if I check?" He said as she was removing the slide and caught her hand with his. Troy's hand felt as if it were stuck in a bucket of cold ice.

Wordlessly she nodded then he quickly took the microscope and glanced at what seemed to be a second before answering, "Prophase."

"Sorry" he said almost looking regretful, while he pulled his hand back quickly. He quickly swiftly switched out the first slide for the second and glanced at it again.

"Anaphase" he told to her while writing it down on his paper.

"Mind if I take a look." Sharpay asked trying to put a little edge to her voice.

He smirked and pushed the microscope to Sharpay. Quickly she looked at the slide and swore. Dang he was right. With out looking at him she held out her hand and said, "Slide three."

When Troy handed her the slide it was looking like he was trying not to touch her skin.

The class went on like that. Back and forth with all of the slides they hand given her. If she would say anaphase Troy would check and say the same thing.

Out of the blue Sharpay looked over at Troy and asked, " hey did you get contacts or something?"

He seemed cuaght off guard by her question. "Um...no."

"But I could have swore-" She was cut off by the bell ringing. Troy breathed a sigh of relief.

"So can I walk you to your next class?" The beautiful young boy asked, his voice swaying and charming.

Sharpay seemed shocked. "Um, uh, yeah...sure."

Troy smiled, leading Sharpay towards the door and heading towards the gym. "You have gym next right?"

She groaned at the class she hated the most. "Yeah. My personal torture." She groaned again. Troy seemed slightly amused. "Hey, how did you know that it was my next class?"

Troy waved it away, looking unconserned. "I know things."

"So uh...just curious...why are you suddenly-"

"Talking to you?" He cut in with a slight smirk.

"Yeah."

He seemed to think about it, but then shrugged. "Maybe I'll tell you someday."

"What do you mean?"

He smiled, looking over to see they were at the gym. Feeling slightly dissopointed he said, "Well here's your class. I could take you farther, but I have a feeling the rest of the girls in the locker room may not like that so well."

"I bet they would." She muttered under her breathe, not meaning for him to hear. She didn't know he had when she looked up to see him smirking.

"Well, I'll see you later then. Bye Shar." He whispered in her ear before leaving her there breathless. She finally stumbled her way into her gym class, a certain Troy Bolton on her mind the whole time.

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I wrote the ending, PlasticLittleSpastic wrote the beginning, so yeah. I really don't have anything else to say about this. Hope you liked it.