Broken Dreams?
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A/N: So many reviews! Thanks to everyone who did! This chapter is for you.
Sorry it took so long; vacation, work, and stuff took a lot of my time and attention.
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Troy slowly wheeled Sharpay into the dining room, where she had to endure the guest talking quietly about the upcoming show, some said the talent scout had been asked not to come, others said that she would never perform again, and a few others thought she was just faking her injury. Sharpay glared at those who she passed, and tried to enjoy the scenery, with Chad following them, glumly.
"So, if you're not having this show are you still going to need us to help you practice?" Chad asked testily. Troy shook his head in annoyance, as Sharpay gave him one of her famous death glares.
"Just because the scout isn't coming doesn't mean there won't be a show!" Sharpay angrily flipped her thick long blond hair over her shoulder.
"Maybe you could find another scout?" Chad suggested.
"Would any of them give Ryan and me a glowing recommendation that can be used to get into Julliard? This guy is famous for getting people into Julliard, and Ryan and I are bound to star on Broadway!" shot back Sharpay coldly as she was wheeled to her table and smiled sweetly at Ryan and her mother. Ryan smiled back and gave Chad and Troy a small nod.
"How wonderful, Kitten, you've come to join us, can I order you some alfalfa sprout, orange smoothie for you? I know how much you love those, and you'll need your strength now more than ever." Mrs. Evans said, smiling. Sharpay wrinkled her nose slightly in disgust. Chad and Troy had a feeling that Mrs. Evans didn't really know what her own daughter loved, besides theater and shopping.
"Sure mother, that sounds really…healthy." Sharpay sighed.
"Healthy can be very delicious, remember how much you love pomegranate strawberry juice, lentil soup and don't forget honey dew melon salad, that was one of your favorites wasn't it? Besides, keep in mind that you and Ryan have a performance coming up, the talent scout isn't interest in those who don't stay in shape." Mrs. Evans reminded her daughter and son.
"What if they're looking for a Tracy for 'Hairspray'? Anyway, I just ate so I'm not hungry, I just came down because I was bored up in my room, wait a minute I thought you had called off the talent scout, that's what everyone around the club is saying, and seeing as I can't really perform this year, I guess it doesn't really matter if he comes or not, I haven't really thought out what we would've performed anyway, although I'm still going to practice on a routine." Sharpay mumbled.
"We were going to do a scene from 'Ragtime' but that might be a little difficult now, but I'm sure we could perform something else, something a little less hectic. We don't really need the talent scout this year, we could just wait for Christmas" Ryan put in with a small wave of his hand.
"Nonsense, the talent scout is still coming in a few weeks, and as they say in the theater, the show must go on." Mrs. Evans said opening up her menu.
"What!?" both of the twins vocals were heard throughout the dining room, making a few people jump, Kelsi was so shocked by the sudden outburst she had stopped playing the piano. A few of the Wildcats in the kitchen had poked their heads out to see what the commotion was about.
"Hush now, the guests, the staff. Now, Kitten, I know you have an injury, nonetheless, you still have a beautiful voice, and a very pretty face, I'm sure you can find a musical where you don't have to move around too much, there are plenty out there, and you, Ducky, can take up the dancing part, I know you two can pull it off, you always have before. Or, I'm sure that piano girl can write a song for you if you wish." Mrs. Evans said to both of them with a smile. Ryan looked thoughtful, although Sharpay was silently fuming. She took a few slow deep breaths to gain a bit of composure then quickly turned to Chad and Troy behind her.
"Chad, Troy, I forgot my bag upstairs, could you two be so kind as to fetch it for me, it's the pink Prada one near my nightstand." Sharpay said to the two, with clenched teeth. They both looked at Mrs. Evans, and quickly retreated back upstairs when she gave them both a stern hard look.
"Be so kind as to fetch my bag? Jeez, she really does think she some kind of princess" Chad mumbled, as he opened the door and started looking around for the pink Prada bag.
"We have to do what she says, Chad, you know that." Troy reminded his best friend, as he looked under her pillows, in doing so he saw a crumpled up piece of pink notebook paper near Sharpay's sparkly whicker waste basket. Curiosity taking over him, Troy reached down to pick it up, and uncrumbled the paper interested in its contents, but all it had was a bunch of songs with the musical that it came from in parentheses, most of them were crossed out, there was only four exceptions out of the list which were 'Enchantment Passing Through' (Aida), 'Legally Blonde' (Legally Blonde), 'Call Back In the Morning' (Little Shop of Horrors), and 'As long as your mine' (Wicked).
"I can't believe this! They actually made a Broadway musical from the movie Legally Blonde?" asked Troy out loud in amazement. Chad looked over at him, with Sharpay's Prada bag in his hand.
"What on earth are you talking about, man?" he asked coming over to Troy and looking at the sheet of paper in his friend's hand.
"Looks like Sharpay already had a few musicals in mind, Jeez, I remember having to watch 'Little Shop of Horrors' with my mom when I was younger. You know the song on this list, 'Call Back in the Morning'? It's mostly the two stars answering phones. They're barely moving at all. The Ice Princess was making this list right after she broke both her ankles. Heh and I thought she said that she hadn't put much thought in to it." Chad said chuckling.
"Well she was still wanting to practice dancing, I doubt she was going to do Swan Lake, but Sharpay's life is a theater, you know that." Said Troy crumbling up the list again. Chad was looking around her room and spotted her diary sticking out from one of her throw pillows.
"Check this out, payback for later!" Chad said excitingly trying to open it, but Troy quickly grabbed it and put it back under the pillows.
"Have you lost your mind! We are in enough trouble as it is, we can't be caught reading that!" Troy said looking at Chad.
"Well I wasn't going to tell her I read it! Anyway she deserved to know how it feels" Chad said trying to get the book back from Troy.
"How it feels? Feels like what, being embarrassed, having the thing you want the most taken away from you, losing? News flash, she does know how that feels. Yet, she still bounces back, but that's no reason to go looking into her personal stuff, now let's get downstairs, because we've been here long enough, and she's going to get suspicious if we take too long, just to get her bag." Said Troy angrily.
"Why are you defending her all of a sudden?" contoured Chad suspiciously.
"It's just not right," Troy stammered, having a small pang in his stomach thinking about Sharpay just then. After reading her list, and seeing her dancing before, he saw how much preparation she put into every musical, just as much, if not more training as he put into basketball.
"Come on lets just go," continued Troy leaving the room. Chad sighed and looked at the diary under the pillows. He knew Troy was right, but he also remembered everything Sharpay had done. Without another second thought, he grabbed the diary from under the pillow, hid it in his back pocket, pulled his shirt down to cover it, and then followed Troy down the stairs, smiling innocently.
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After the two returned Sharpay's bag, Chad and Troy went back into the kitchen until she was finished, because later she wanted to be in her golf cart and be escorted outside for some fresh air, and after that she wanted them back in her room to focus on her voice and citations.
"How long exactly does Sharpay usually spend practicing singing?" Chad asked Kelsi. Kelsi had come in to practice a few songs that Ryan had given her earlier.
"Well she's very dedicated, so you can imagine," Kelsi supplied, shrugging as she sat down and started play a slow beautiful melody on the piano.
"Is that for their end of summer show?" asked Troy intrigued, he never knew for Sharpay and Ryan to ever sing a slow song; they usually had the most upbeat songs imaginable with overly exaggerated expressions and overstated dance moves that would never fit with the song that Kelsi was currently playing.
"Well, Ryan gave me these to practice, and all of them are slow and soothing. It's because of Sharpay of course, but I don't know if she knows about it, but I don't want to be around or to be the one to tell her." Said Kelsi continuing to play the song. A few of the Wildcats gathered around and swayed to the music. Gabriella looked at the song sheet and started to sing quietly.
"I need help believing, you're with me tonight, my wildest dreamings could not foresee, lying beside you, with you wanting me," sang Gabriella her voice soft, but clear sounding.
"Did she write this? Or did you?" asked Zeke, impressed.
"I wish I had, but it's from 'Wicked' actually." explained Kelsi.
"That was one of the shows on her list, wasn't it Troy?" asked Chad turning to Troy.
"What list?" asked Gabriella.
"Oh, well Sharpay had a list of musicals and songs she wanted to perform, but had crossed a lot of them out, but she didn't seem to care about performing after she wrote it because it was crumbled up" said Troy shuffling his feet feeling sorry for her.
"You know, Troy, if there is a piece of paper crumbled up in someone's BEDROOM, you usually don't want someone reading it!" Sharpay's voice rang out through the kitchen loudly. The entire Wildcat staff turned around to see Sharpay in her wheelchair, angrily trying to stand up. Sharpay's legs started to wobble when she put weight on it, so Chad and Troy quickly rushed over to her to stop her.
"I want to go outside, NOW!" Sharpay yelled clearly angry. The two boys instantly obeyed the hurt girl's demand and took her to the grounds outside.
"Maybe the fresh air will clear your heads and remember your position here." Sharpay said, looking at the two in apparent annoyance.
"Sharpay, look I-" started Troy.
"I don't want to hear any excuses from either of you, that includes apologies, explanations, sympathy or guilt and pity, are we clear? I just want to enjoy the scenery quietly!" Sharpay retorted cutting Troy of in mid-sentence. The two mumbled a yes, and stayed quiet for the time being at least. It turned out Sharpay had wanted to see all of what Lava Springs had to offer, a few laps around the pool in her wheelchair, throughout the grounds of the golf course driven around in her pink golf cart, even to the spa room, where she decided to be booked for either a facial or massage everyday for the rest of the summer. So after Sharpay had wanted to feed some of the fish in the pool, Troy and Chad had had enough, but knew that after this long waste of time they would be helping Sharpay practice for the show.
Back in her room, Sharpay looked over a list of songs on her computer, as Chad and Troy sat waiting for instructions. Sharpay suddenly pointed to her closet.
"Pick out an outfit, I like to practice in style. Try to be creative." Sharpay said, going back to her computer. The two Wildcats disappeared into her walk in closet. Chad came back with a wide grin on his face, holding a small, sassy cowgirl costume and threw it on her bed.
"There ya go, cowgirl! Creative enough for yah?" Chad said in a country accent. Sharpay looked at what he had brought her and raised her eyebrows in annoyance, but then smiled sweetly.
"There should be a cowboy hat in the closet too, better get it, sure hope you don't have any objections to 'Annie Get Your Gun'!" Sharpay said still smiling as troy brought out two cowboy hats from her closet one pink, and one white. After choosing the white hat, and changing in her closet, Sharpay clicked on her computer the song "Anything you can do, I can do better."
"Now since I think Troy is the better singer out of the both of you, Chad you are free to go for today, Troy, I believe we have some vocal exercises to go through." Sharpay said waving goodbye to Chad, who couldn't leave fast enough.
"So I guess we should get started?" asked Troy nervously. Sharpay said nothing and just smiled.
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Looks like a good place to stop, until next time guys, feel free to share ideas, I will take them into consideration even though I have ideas on how to end this story.