Broken Dreams?
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The next morning didn't bring Sharpay's mood up in any way. Still a little tired and depressed, she slowly crept downstairs in her nightgown and robe and quietly peaked into the main dining room, she smiled in relief, seeing that it was empty, and made her way to the kitchen, and again it was also empty just as it was the previous night. Looking at the clock, she knew it would be only 15 minutes before the Wildcats would show up to work, and another hour before Ryan would be up, so she hoped her secret stash of ice cream might lift her spirits today, even though it had failed to do its job the night before. She grabbed a spoon and the ice cream carton and started eating. She needed to clear her head. When she was at East High, she would never allow her self to get this low. But perhaps the constant reminder of seeing her peers in a place which she thought she could escape them was taking a toll on her, but she was still an actress. If she played a part as the drama queen at East high, then she could certainly keep it up here. Taking a bite of the ice cream reminded her why she was eating ice cream in the first pace and her mood diminished.
"At least it tastes sweeter in the morning" She mumbled sadly, stirring the ice cream with the spoon absently, yet it also seemed as if ice cream had lost it's touch to make her feel better, but she kept eating it anyway, until her tongue felt too numb to talk. She suddenly heard happy voices coming from the door and quickly looked at the clock, and figured that some of the Wildcats were coming in for work a little early. She couldn't face them now, especially after last light. She took her ice cream, and dashed into the storage closet in the kitchen, and hid in the very back and listened to their voices, hoping they would leave soon, and serve food in the dining room, so she could sneak out and go back to bed.
"I can't believe she didn't even show up last night, though, I mean she gave the award to her brother, so she couldn't be mad right?" Chad voice carried through the closet, as Sharpay listened closely.
"True, but maybe the ice queen couldn't handle the heat, she probably would have melted." Troy said as Sharpay's eyes welded up with tears and felt her heart breaking again. Troy had never once called her the ice queen in all the years she had known him.
"I'm melting, I'm melting" Chad was saying imitating the Wicked Witch of the West, and Troy was laughing at his imitation.
"So close to the truth there Chad..." Troy said, still laughing hard. Sharpay just couldn't take hearing this anymore; she didn't want to listen to this anymore. So instead she did the only thing she could think of that she knew would make them stop insulting her for now. She burst quickly from the storage closet, and ran into both of them. Chad and Troy looked shocked at Sharpay, mostly noticing the tears in her eyes, and the ice cream carton in her hands.
"Sharpay?" The two basketball players whispered, stunned that they've just figured out she was listening in on them, and in a storage closet no less. Sharpay deliberately walked slowly to them and stopped right in front of Chad. She hesitated and then swung her hand out and smacked him as hard as she could across the cheek, then turned and did the same to Troy. Fuming, Sharpay turned and ran away from them, unaware that they were following, until they started calling out her name.
"Sharpay, wait, please just wait, and let us explain!" Troy called out to her.
"Yeah we didn't really mean it, Sharpay!" Chad pitched in, as they both kept running after her trying to catch her, but Sharpay kept on running, through the dining room, which caused a few stares from those the members who had just stated to arrive, and as she was nearing the stairs that led the way to her room, she ran even faster, but Troy who was a fast runner had caught up with her and grabbed her arm, to stop her, at the same time as Chad ran around in front of her to calm her down, but she was taken by surprise which mad her stop a little too soon. She lost her balance causing her to stumble and fall backwards. In which, Troy tried to catch her, but she ended up smashing into him and tumbling even more down the stairs. Both Chad and Troy winced when they heard two resounding cracks, before Sharpay landed hard on the last step of the stairs, before coming to a sharp stop on the ground below them.
"Sharpay!" They both yelled, and came bounding down the stairs two at a time. They quickly checked her over. Besides the fact that her ankles looked a little awkward and how she was her holding her throbbing head in a dazed pain, she was perfectly fine.
"Sharpay are you okay?" asked Troy softly, as Chad started shaking her gently. Sharpay blearily looked up at them, and then winced holding both of her ankles in pain. She looked up at them with horror in her eyes. All three were silent for minute, until…
"MOTHER!" Sharpay's deafening screams seemed to carry throughout the entire country club, and in a matter of seconds not only did her mother come running, but so did the staff members, Mr. Fulton, and her brother. Sharpay glared at Chad and Troy, as everyone else followed her gaze. Mrs. Evans bent down and whispered in Sharpay's ear so softly no one except she could hear her. Sharpay angrily pointed at the two who were responsible for her fall, and the basketball stars shuffled back a bit sheepishly. Mrs. Evans looked over Sharpay and then quickly turned to Ryan.
"Ducky, could you go and call the club's doctor, we're going to need his assistance" Ryan snapped his head to look at Chad and Troy before running out of the room.
"Everyone back to work now, chop, chop." said Mr. Fulton in his clipped voice; everyone rapidly started to walk away.
"You two!" Mrs. Evans said pointing at Chad and Troy, who slowly turned around as they looked at each other with an uneasy expression on their faces, and promptly came forward as Mrs. Evans started beckoning them with her finger.
"Apparently you two had something to do with this accident, so I would like to see you both in my office, in one hour to discuss this further." She said sharply, both boys nodded mutely and quickly went back to the kitchen, neither daring to look back at Sharpay, who was still glaring back at then before turning her attention to the doctor who had just arrived.
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"What did you two do to Sharpay?" Gabriella asked as the two boys came in. Zeke stopped cooking, Taylor put down her activities planer book, and Kelsi stopped playing music and went over to the rest of the Wildcats to hear what had happened a few minutes ago.
"Well, we were kind of making fun of her, and she heard us and we had a small collision crash on the stairs" Troy explained looking at his shoes. Chad nodded as they started to get ready for work.
"Of course that was after she slapped us, but it not like we did it on purpose" Chad added.
"I doubt that will be a good argument for you too." Ryan said coming into the kitchen with a grim expression. The Wildcats crowded around Ryan.
"What do you mean?" asked Chad worriedly.
"Sharpay broke both her ankles, and has a small concussion." Ryan explained sighing.
"She's going to okay, right?" asked Zeke.
"Well, it wasn't too bad of a break, six weeks tops, maybe seven, but mom will most likely fire the both of you, but that will be the least of your troubles, because we, meaning Sharpay and me, always end the summer off with one of own little shows, last year it was a scene from Wicked, the Wonderful song scene, I played the wizard, but anyway there was suppose to be a talent scout coming this year, and with Sharpay injured..." Ryan trailed off looking grim.
"Ryan, we're sorry, we really didn't mean to hurt her." Troy said.
"Yeah we would never do that on purpose," added Chad.
"What about insulting her? I mean I'm not a fan at how Sharpay acts and treats people sometimes, but she does hear a good earful of verbal abuse thrown at her around school, and that last thing she wanted was to hear it around our club." Ryan said angrily, folding his arms and leaning against the counter. Everyone was silent for awhile, before Ryan spoke again.
"Anyway, I'm suppose to take you to see mom, so come on." Ryan said leaving as Troy and Chad glumly followed ready to receive their fate.
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"Okay boys, sit down." Said Mrs. Evans as the two came in sitting down in the chairs in the nicely, and expensive decorated office of the Lava Springs, board of director and owner, as Ryan hung out by the door watching. Mr. Evans wasn't present because he was out of town again on some new business plan. Mrs. Evan put her hands together and looked closely at them and then sighed.
"I'm not going to fire you." She said finally after a long pause, both Troy and Chad breathed a sigh of relief.
"However, I'm not so sure Sharpay won't, because at the present moment your future of you two continuing to work here is in her hands," Mrs. Evan continued looking down at her papers, which currently consisted of Sharpay's medical bills.
"Wait, mom, can't they just take up another shift, or work on a different department, you know the, uh… well…oh! The garage needs painting, they could spruce that up a bit, or maybe clean the yoga mats, or perhaps they could even wash the club member's cars, you know how the wind can get!" Ryan cut in; trying save is new friends' jobs. Troy and Chad who had been silent the entire time, nodded.
"Mrs. Evans, I am a great at washing cars and fixing them too, I'm currently fixing my own car, so if any of your members need help with their cars, I'm their man! Plus I could still teach some of the kids how to play golf just like before." Put in Troy.
"And you know I love painting, well, um I mean you should know I love painting, and as an added bonus, I could teach some of those kids baseball and basketball!" added Chad.
"Perfect, take it up with my daughter, because I've left it up to her, she specifically asked to handle it, you may see her now, follow me." Mrs. Evan said and walked up the stairs that Sharpay had fallen off, down a corridor and turned to the second door on the right side, with the three Wildcats following her.
"I need to see her first mom!" Ryan cut in before anyone else could say anything. Troy and Chad looked at him and silently hoped he was going to convince Sharpay not to fire them, but Ryan was only looking at his mother. His mother looked at him sternly, but then her face softened.
"Of course, Ducky, but be quick." His mother said and Ryan went in and closed the door.
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Sharpay's room at the club resembled her room at their mansion. It had soft cotton candy carpet which matched the paint pink walls adorned with sparkling mirrors. There was a mini fridge which use to be in the corner but had now been moved closer to her bed which were a 1000 count Egyptian cotton sheets, fluffy goose feathered pillows and imported Italian furniture, with a large walk in closet which was stuffed with a variety of expensive designer outfits. Sharpay had changed out of her nightgown and put on a white mini skirt, and a deep blue halter with her trademark sparkles in the front. Ryan usually never stood up to Sharpay, but as he saw his sister lying in bed, looking at a few of her shoes, which were all heels, with both of her ankles wrapped up in a soft walking cast, a pink wheelchair by her bed, and a sad look in here eyes, standing up to her was the last thought that was on his mind.
"So how are you?" Ryan asked. Sharpay had already looked up, when the door opened, and smiled sadly at Ryan, and pushed the shoes she had been looking at off her bed
"Like I decided to nose dive down a flight of stairs, could you give me some ice? As a sibling favor not a demand oh and my hairbrush" she answered rubbing her sore head.
"Sure, and don't worry, you'll be better in no time." Assured Ryan opening the mini fridge, grabbed one of her diet sodas for him and started filling the ice pack for her head.
"So I take it that the talent scout still coming?" Sharpay asked, as her brother handed her the ice pack and gingerly put it on the sore spot where she had banged her head. Ryan nodded mutely at her question as he gave her the hairbrush and opened the soda. He knew the talent scout was a big deal for Sharpay, and now she wouldn't be able to perform it, and they hadn't even picked what they were going to this year, they had thought of the show Ragtime, Sharpay had said she wanted something more amazing, she had also mention that perhaps they should do a scene from Chicago, but she wanted her brother to have an equal spotlight this time, not just on her.
"Well, you know I would never let you do our end of the summer show, by yourself, it has never been a solo performance, and it's the one time of the year besides Christmas, that the show is only us, and it still will be." Said Sharpay confidently brushing her long blonde hair. Ryan looked at her as if she had lost her mind.
"Um, you may not have noticed Shar, but you have two broken ankles, how on Earth are we suppose to do our show, now, you know the talent scout will be looking for more than just good singing, you said so yourself." explained Ryan.
"No kidding, Ryan, but this is your big break too, and I'm not going to let a little stumble ruin that, I'm going to practice dancing with broken ankles, they were put in walking casts for a reason you know, I asked for them, after I've master dancing with them on, we can start working on our show, before the talent scout comes in five weeks!" Sharpay said excitedly explain her plan to Ryan.
"Shar! You should really take it easy; you don't want to hurt yourself even more." Ryan said worriedly. He couldn't let Sharpay worsen her injury, just because of him. Sharpay just waved her hand off.
"I'll be fine Ryan, don't worry, I'll be careful." Sharpay said happily.
"If you say so, but at least lay in bed for today." Ryan told her firmly.
"Fine, fine, but only for today, tomorrow, I'm going to practice, so anyway, I'm sure you didn't come in here just to talk about the talent scout, the end of the summer show, or how I was doing, you want to know what I'm going to do to Chad and Troy, right?" said Sharpay, arching her left eyebrow up for effect.
"Well, yeah." admitted Ryan uneasily. Sharpay sat up a little straighter.
"Well don't worry about it, they are still working here, but they are going to be responding directly to me, they going to bring me my food, escort me around the club, I'm putting them in charge of my wheelchair, and they are going to help me practice, when you can't, or when I don't want to practice alone, I think that will be a much better use of their time here." Said Sharpay satisfied with her plan.
'Chad and Troy, or just Troy?" asked Ryan. Sharpay looked at him coldly.
"Of course Chad and Troy, Ryan, Troy didn't cause this alone." Sharpay said.
"Just checking, Shar." Said Ryan
"Now, if you could send in my two new assistants, I would like to fill them in on the contents of what their new jobs require, oh but don't tell them anything, I want to." Smiled Sharpay. Ryan knew his sister all to well, and knew she wanted to psych them out before she would explain her plan to them, so he simply nodded, and sent Troy and Chad in without giving then any indication of their future except for two words.
"Good luck" he whispered as they passed, because he knew they were going to need it, Sharpay as their boss, was going to make them wish that she would have just fired them both, and ended it with that, but Sharpay was not going to let a talent scout get away, and Troy and Chad were going to help if it killed them. Besides with them always by her side, perhaps they could learn to become her friend, they were going to have to talk to her at some point. Sharpay rubbed her hurt ankles, as Troy and Chad slowly entered her room; maybe in some twisted way this was a blessing in disguise, to help her gain some real friends for a change.
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Well that seems like a pretty good place to stop, but seriously guys, I need more reviews to boost my confidence, and if you want send in ideas, I'm open to anything, so please review!