Chapter 2
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He drove to the hospital and asked the lady at the desk, "What room would Chad Danforth be in?" The lady answered, "He's in ICU room 2210." "Thanks," Troy replied. (A/N: February 21 is Corbin Bleu's birthday, so, now you know why his room number is 2210.) He took the elevator and followed the signs that led him to Chad's room. He found that Sharpay, Ryan, Taylor and Gabriella were already there. Gabriella, he thought, she looks the same as before, but more beautiful. Then he scolded himself, Snap out of it Bolton, she's probably already married. Everyone else looked almost exactly much the same, just older.
Taylor was wearing a yellow shirt with a dark pink jacket over it and fuchsia pants with a pink head scarf. Gabriella was wearing an orange shirt and khaki pants. Sharpay was wearing a pink sparkle shirt with a dark pink sparkle skirt and silver high heels. Ryan wearing brown pants with a white long sleeved shirt and a white and green hat. He said, "Hey guys," and they all smiled and returned the greeting. Gabriella ran up and hugged him and Troy said, "Hey Gabriella." She looked up at him and said, "Call me Gabi." He said, "OK, Gabi." He sat next down next to her and asked the others, "So, what have you been doing the past six years, I mean, other than college and stuff?" Taylor replied, "I've been a clerk at JCPenney since last year." Sharpay and Ryan replied, "We're acting for local plays, but we haven't landed a main role in a while." Gabriella replied, "I got an interview for being a librarian."
Ryan asked, "Have any of you guys ever hooked up?" They all shook their heads and Taylor said sadly, "They won't let anyone in Chad's room yet." Sharpay put an arm around her and said, "He'll be fine Tay, he will, don't worry." She said, "I wanted to talk to him for all these years, I wanted to call him, but I kept chickening out, and now, I may never get a chance to talk to him again!" She burst out into tears and Gabi said, "Tay, don't talk like that, he'll be fine, OK? You'll get a chance to talk to him again, OK? Don't worry." She tried to calm down, and soon, there was no sound except for Taylor's hiccups and sniffles. Troy asked, "When do you think they'll start to let people in?" Ryan answered, "When I asked that, they said, 'Oh, soon, don't worry,' but this isn't exactly soon, is it?"
They shook their heads and Sharpay tried to lighten up the mood, "Remember in high school, how Ryan and I went all crazy when Troy and Gabi auditioned?" Ryan cut in, "No, you mean you went all crazy when Troy and Gabi auditioned." Everyone laughed and Taylor said, "I remember when they sang for auditions, everyone was so shocked, who would've thought that a jock and a braniac would be singing?" Gabi added, "I know! Then, I panicked, so Troy had to start the song for me." Troy laughed, "What was it that you said? Umm, 'I can't do this Troy, not with all these people staring at me,' you said that right?" She nodded and said, "But, we got the parts of Arnold and Minnie, and Sharpay agreed to be the understudy if I couldn't make a show."
Taylor said, "I remember that you said 'Break a leg,' and I think Gabi thought you meant it literally, and her eyes got all big, and you said, 'In theater that means good luck'." Ryan smiled at that memory, and then a nurse came up to them. "Are you friends of Mr. Danforth?" she asked. They all nodded and she said, "You can go see him now." Finally, Taylor thought, I thought they'd never let us see him. They were all about to walk in to his room when the nurse said, "Only one visitor at a time for now, please." Troy said, "Taylor, you go first," but she said, "You, you're his best friend." He said, "Taylor, just go, I can go after you if the others don't mind." Everyone else agreed, so Taylor was outvoted, four to one. She sighed and walked into Chad's room.
She closed the door behind her and gasped at the sight of him. Even though it was six years since they had seen each other, she was still able to recognize him, he looked almost exactly the same. He looked terrible. He had cuts and bruises all over, and he just didn't look like his usual energetic self. She sat down next to his bed and held his hand. She whispered in his ear, "Chad, I don't know if you hear me, but it's Taylor, it's your Tay. Please, get better soon Chad. I'm sorry that I haven't called you or anything, I really wanted to, I really did, but I was afraid that you had a girlfriend or something, and I kept chickening out, I'm sorry. I'm sorry Chad. I'm sorry." She started crying again and used her free hand to wipe away her tears. They were slow, but they kept coming, and soon, her cheeks were tear-streaked. She buried her face in her hands and soon, she was sobbing. She wiped away some of her tears and ran out of the room.
(A/N: Did you like it? So sad, right? Anyhow, please review! Oh, and, there's this one story I co-wrote with my other friend, Sarah, and I'll need ten reviews if you want me to continue that story. So far, I've only gotten 2 reviews, so, read that story and review it too! The story is called One Fine, One Wounded. If you like this, you'll probably like that story too. Review this please!)