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Queen Chica's Spell

Chapter 6.

What a Weird Day.

Troy woke up with a weird feeling in his lower region. He slowly sat up in bed, and pain shot through his stomach.

"Aw!" he mumbled, placing his hands on his stomach. He squeezed his eyes together and laid back down on the soft mattress, trying to relax. This was just perfect. Sharpay had to get sick while he was in her body. He moved his arm to the side, and slapped Sharpay on her arm, "Wake up, Shar."

She slowly opened her eyes, and popped herself up on her elbows, "What's wrong, Troy!?"

"I have a stomach ache." Troy mumbled, "It really hurts."

Sharpay shot him a weird look, and started laughing, "I told you yesterday, Troy, you're getting your period. It's probably already there, you should go fix it before you stain my bed."

"What!" Troy shrieked, "Are these cramps?"

Sharpay merely nodded.

"I had no idea they were so painful." Troy said, "I'll stop calling you girls babies when you complain about them."

"Thank God," Sharpay said, "Well, get your cute butt, my cute butt, into the bathroom. The tampons should be on the shelf. Go fix yourself up."

"Orgh man!" Troy said. He stood up and dragged himself out of the bed. He slowly made his way into the bathroom, and Sharpay just watched him, loving the fact that when this idiotic body-switching had to happen, it had happened when she was supposed to get her period. It wasn't very often a girl could get away from that, unless she was pregnant.

The door closed behind Troy, and there was silent for awhile. Sharpay just waited for the outburst she knew was coming. It took him some time to realize it, but finally he exclaimed;

"I have to do what!?"

--

They picked up all Troy's things from his house, and Sharpay had an awkward conversation with his mom, to explain why she would be staying at the Evans' house for some time. She made up some lame excuse about a project, and that she and Ryan had suddenly become best buds.

When she finally got out of Mrs. Bolton's claws, and threw an; "I love you mom!" over her shoulder, Troy was laughing like crazy outside, sitting in the driver's seat, of her car.

They made their way to the school, gave each other a hug, and looked at the other's schedule, before they made their way into homeroom, where they met their friends, who found it rather weird that they were together. But luckily enough, they didn't question it too much.

After homeroom, Sharpay made her way to basketball practise along with Chad, Zeke and Jason.

"So what was up with you and Sharpay yesterday?" Zeke asked, his eyes full of questions.

"Where you with Sharpay?" Chad asked, "I called you at home, but your mom said she didn't know where you were."

"Yeah," Sharpay said, awkwardly fiddling with her fingers, "I – I spend the night there, at the Evans'. So, I went with Sharpay to the mall, she had to get her ears pierced. I needed to… hold her hand, y'know?"

"Wow!" Chad smiled, padding him on the back, which caused Sharpay to fall forward and land on the floor, "Way to go dude! You're in! And uh, sorry." He mumbled, offering her his hand.

Sharpay took it, and soon they were in the gym, where they got changed. She was so absorbed in her thoughts of what Chad's words meant, that she didn't even realize that a whole bunch of hot guys were undressing in front of her. Chad had used the words ´You're in!´, what the hell did that mean? She wasn't really familiar with guy-language.

She looked up, and realized that the team was done changing, and she quickly changed into Troy's clothes too. It smelled an awfully lot like him, which she didn't mind. She'd grown to like that smell.

They hurried into the gym, where they were met by Coach Bolton, who told them, that before practise, they had to run some tracks. Sharpay found that idea really good, because the girls were having gym class outside too, so she would be able to keep an eye on Troy.

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"Hey, Sharpay, can you hold this?" Kelsi asked, handing Troy a sports bra, while she quickly took her real one off.

Troy's eyes widened, but he tried to act cool and normal, so when Kelsi asked for the sports bra, he handed it to her, and shot her a sweet smile. She smiled back, and Troy wondered when Kelsi and Sharpay had become such close friends.

He looked around the changing room, taking in all the girls who were there, changing. He found it awfully uncomfortable actually, because he wasn't that sick in his mind. It was only fun to tease Sharpay because she knew it was him, but all the other girls… that was just plain wrong.

And he really had to turn around, and dig into his gym bag, when Taylor and Gabriella started changing. He didn't want to see two of his best friends that way. Ew, that would ruin their friendship forever.

He found the gym clothes Sharpay had packed for him, and found it weird. Those few times where he'd watched the girls in gym class, Sharpay hadn't been wearing clothes like this. She'd been wearing small shorts and a cute top. This was a tee way too big for her, and baggy sweatpants.

"Oh," Gabriella wrinkled her nose, when Troy pulled the sweatpants on, "Period, huh?"

"Yeah," Troy quickly said, smiling though, "Period."

Gabriella flashed her a smile, but her eyes stopped at his ears, "Shar! When did you pierce your ears! I thought you didn't want to!"

Taylor, Kelsi and a few other girls quickly made their way towards Troy, and started brushing his hair away from his ears, to be able to see better. He stood there awkwardly. Was this really how it was to be a girl? Did they attack each other this way all the time?

"You didn't have them last Friday, did you?" Taylor asked.

"No." Troy said, "I – I got them yesterday."

"Really?" Kelsi mumbled, "That's so cool. I thought you were afraid of needles?"

"I am?" Troy paused, "Yeah, I am! Yeah, but, y'know? Troy was with me, so his very sexy looks calmed me down."

"Huh?" Gabriella shot her a weird look, "What did you just say? Did you just call Troy sexy?"

"Oh yeah," Troy smiled, doing his best Sharpay impression, "Yeah, I did. C'mon girls, you know he's good-looking."

"Whatever, Shar." Taylor mumbled, turning away from him. They all did, so Troy was able to put his tee on too. He decided he better pull Sharpay's hair into a ponytail, like a lot of the girls did, so he went to look in the mirror. He had brought a brush, and a couple of ponytail holders, plus a lot, a lot of Barbie pens. He didn't know if he would be able to do this in a normal way.

When he was done… yeah, let's just say, it was a good thing that Gabriella and Taylor decided to do it for him, because otherwise, he would have looked like a complete fool. He had curls sticking out everywhere, and around 20 Barbie pens to hold his fringe back.

When they were all done, and Troy had been sprayed with a lot of deodorant, (which he hated by the way) they made their way outside, and their gym teacher asked them all to play some tag to get warmed up. Troy started to run, but quickly realized, what Sharpay was talking about, when she said it was uncomfortable at special times. He slowed down, and let himself be caught, just so he didn't have to make an effort.

When they were done, they made two teams, and played Capture the Flag. It was practically the only thing they could all really agree on, and their teacher didn't care, because the girls never really liked gym that much. All girls, who liked it, was either on a team, or a cheerleader, and all those who didn't, were stuck in this gym class.

Troy still didn't do effort to play the game, though he knew, he could have made his team win hands down, if he started running. He just stayed on their side of the field, and watched as some of the girls ran around. Their special body parts were bouncing up and down, and even though he didn't want to see them naked, he couldn't stop himself from looking now. He started to jump a little himself, to see how much Sharpay's boobs would move, and wasn't surprised to find them moving a lot.

He looked down, and got lost in his own world, just looking at Sharpay's great body parts. He was pulled out of his thoughts later, though, when Taylor hit him across the face;

"Sharpay! Move your butt!" she exclaimed, "We all know you have great boobs, but please stop looking at them, it's freaking us out!"

Troy blushed a deep red, he could feel the colour going into his cheeks, and he excused himself to get some water. Taylor rolled her eyes, and let him.

--

Sharpay stopped, and fell to the ground, her breathing wild and fast. She really wasn't a runner. She wasn't much of an anything that came to exercise, except dancing, but that was a totally different form for a way to use your body, so she lost her breath after two minutes on this jog.

She popped herself up on her elbows, to shoot a look towards the girls' gym class, and her eyes caught Troy. He was bouncing up and down, and she knew exactly why. Urgh, she was gonna kill him later! This was so embarrassing.

Chad, Jason and Zeke shot themselves into the grass next to her, and followed her gaze, towards the girls.

"You sure know where to look, dude." Jason smiled, padding her back.

"Uhm, yeah…" Sharpay whispered.

"What is up with Sharpay?" Zeke asked, "Look at the way she's bouncing up and down! And she doesn't even move out of that spot! It's like she wants us to look that way. She was acting weird yesterday too at the mall."

"I don't know." Sharpay answered, but couldn't help but giggle. She might as well have some fun, "But she does have a great body."

"True." Zeke just said, "Y'know…" he begun, "When we were dating, I had some pretty good times with her. She let me do a lot of stuff."

Sharpay's eyes widened. How dare he!? You don't tell your friends about stuff like that! That's intimate! She was getting ready to yell at him, and curse him, when Chad spoke:

"Uh, really?" he said, "Like what? What did you do? Did you sleep with her?"

"Oh yeah," Zeke said, "It was great too. She has a nice pair of…"

"I beg you not to finish that sentence!" Sharpay yelled, tears in her eyes, "How can you say stuff like that? Don't you think she trusts you not to go around bragging about it!? That stuff is intimate, Zeke, I can't believe you'd be such a jerk!"

"Oh…" Zeke paused, "I really didn't look at it that way. Maybe you're right."

"I am right." Sharpay said, crossing her arms, "The girls don't go around talking about this stuff. You sound like she's some sort of trophy you won, or something. Don't you realize that she has feelings too? Or did you just go out with her to fuck her?"

"No!" Zeke said, "I loved her. I was crushed when we broke up. I was really mad at that other guy for a long time." he narrowed his eyes in on Troy, and Sharpay gulped.

"Well, she's sorry." Sharpay replied, a soft smile on her lips. She paused, "But we better get inside to play some real basketball, huh?"

The guys nodded, and stood up, to go inside. Sharpay went a little in front of the guys, and right before she entered the gym, she was sure she could hear Zeke mutter;

"What has gotten into him lately? Something is seriously wrong!"

--

Troy was happy to learn, that the girls almost never showered after gym class. Today wasn't an exception, because they almost hadn't done anything. A game of Capture the Flag can quickly get boring when 75 per cent of the class either has their period, doesn't want to break a nail or simply finds the game boring.

He just changed into his skirt and top, and brushed his hair. Then he got Gabriella and Taylor to help him reapply his make-up, to make him look acceptable. After they packed their bags, they made their way towards the cafeteria, where they found a seat to wait for the guys, and… Sharpay.

When they came into the cafeteria 10 minutes later, Troy discovered a weird smile on Sharpay's lips. He quickly stood up, and dragged her to the side.

"What did you do?" he asked, narrowing his eyes in on her, the way she always used to, "What happened? What did you say?"

She chuckled, "Oh, I just took a shower with a lot of very hot guys!"

"Oh my God!" Troy whined, hitting her on the arm, "I can't believe you'd to that! Why didn't you just get out of it? Why didn't you tell them you had to leave? I can't believe you would do that."

"Oh…" Sharpay said, a soft smile on her lips, "It was the best…"

Troy dragged her by the arm, to their table, and pushed her into a chair. He stood before her, with his arm crossed, "You are unbelievable. I can't believe you'd let yourself do that. I thought you had more pride! I thought you were considering for other people, especially because of the way you acted around me yesterday!"

The others shot them weird looks, but didn't think much of it after that. They believed it was just yet another of their daily fights. Or disagreements. They hated them, but there weren't much they could do about it.

"Why do you even care so much anyways?" Sharpay asked, licking her lips, "Are you jealous because it wasn't you?"

"Yeah, that's right," Troy sarcastically replied, "I'm jealous, because I just can't get enough of you."

She laughed, "Wow, you really are a baby. Get over it. It wasn't like you wouldn't have done the same."

"No, I wouldn't!"

"Yes, you would!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!" Troy yelled, "Urgh, I hate you!"

"Well, I'm not too fond of you either!" Sharpay said, and got up from her seat. She shot her other friends a little smile, and let the cafeteria in a hurry.

--

When the auditions for the musical was held, Troy was still shooting Sharpay dirty looks.

Gabriella and Taylor looked at each other, with questions in their eyes. All the time, during Creative Writing, they'd tried to get Sharpay to tell them what was wrong, but she hadn't said a word about it. She seemed really, really angry.

"I wonder what he did now?" Taylor said, looking at Troy, who was laughing with Chad and Ryan, "I mean? Seriously, why does he always have to hurt her that way? I mean, just last Tuesday, she called me when she got home from school. She was crying her eyes out because of something he'd said to her. I have no idea why he treats her that way."

"I do." Gabriella said, looking at Sharpay, "But I can't tell you. I promised, it's a secret."

"All right," Taylor said, "I just wished he'd stop. I hate seeing her hurt."

"Me too." Gabriella mumbled, "Me too."

Troy looked at the two girls, playing with his long blonde hair. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Had he really made Sharpay cry several times because of the way he acted? But he didn't understand… she always told him off, when he said something to her. But maybe she actually took his insults personal. Now he really regretted it. He felt bad. And it wasn't because he wanted to see her get hurt, he just did it. It was like a defence mechanism. He couldn't help it.

Just then, Mrs. Darbus schussed the crowd, and asked Ryan and Gabriella to do the first audition. They got around a full page of monologue, that they were supposed to say to each other, so they stood up, and went on stage.

They did their piece, fairly well, considering it was without preparation, and then it was Troy and Sharpay's turn. It may have looked odd for other people, when Troy offered Sharpay a hand, because really, for them it looked like Sharpay offered Troy a hand, when they climbed the stairs in front of the stage.

"Okay," Mrs. Darbus said, "You two; read this!" she gave them each a piece of paper, and they took it, and placed themselves in the middle of the stage, facing each other.

Sharpay let her eyes wander downwards over the words, and froze, when she read the last line:

Then the two, engage in a passionate kiss.

What!? Seriously! She was so not gonna do that! On normal circumstances she could have gotten her act together and done it, but really, she would be kissing her own lips. That was just gross!

"Uhm, Mrs. Darbus?" she said, "I really don't think we'll be able to do this."

"And why not, Mr. Bolton?"

"Well for starters… We have to kiss, and I'm so not locking lips with him, her!"

"If you want to audition, I suggest you do this." Mrs. Darbus just replied, looking at them with those eyes of hers.

Sharpay and Troy each took a deep breath, and turned to look at each other again. Troy bit his lip, in a way he always noticed Sharpay did, and flipped his hair over his should, to let it land on his back in soft cascades.

"But Victor!" he said, looking at her with a smirk, "We can't keep on doing this. It's wrong!"

"Nothing that's wrong, can feel so right." Sharpay replied.

"Yes, but you have a wife!" Troy said, "And I have a husband. It's not fair to them if we keep doing this. It'll break too many hearts, and it'll cost too many tears. We should get out now, while we're still not too attached."

"But that's just the problem, Maria," Sharpay said, "I'm already attached to you. I love you."

"You love me?" Troy questioned, his eyes wide.

"Yes," Sharpay said, taking small steps towards his body, which was frozen in place, "I do love you. I love you more than I have ever loved my wife. You're everything to me. Run away with me!?"

"Oh, Victor!" Troy squealed. He leaned forward and placed his arms around Sharpay's waist, while she placed her hands around his neck. Two seconds later, they realized that there was something awfully wrong with that picture, and hurriedly switched. Then Troy leaned up, and placed a gently kiss on Sharpay's lips. She held him there, and they made the kiss passionate, all right. They'd show Darbus that they were perfect for the parts.

Mrs. Darbus stood up, and said; "Bravo, brava! Great work you two!"

Troy and Sharpay pulled away from each other, both a little flushed. They locked eyes, and Sharpay shot him a little smile.

"Damn," she then mumbled, "I'm a really good kisser."

"Yeah," Troy agreed, "So am I."

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