Chapter 2: The Selfish Sharpay and the Sheraton
As/n: We have gotten reviews saying that Seattle University isn't real. We are aware of this but East High isn't real either... And, no, they are not playing college students. They are playing high school students.
Gabriella and Taylor entered their room to find one of the most gorgeous rooms they had ever seen. Fancy flower arrangements topped every surface, elegant curtains lined the bay windows, and fancy duvet covers were on top of the queen sized beds, which were fit for...well, a queen.
As Gabriella dove into her giant bed she wondered out loud, "I wonder if Troy likes his room."
"I'm sure he's fast asleep," Taylor said, rummaging through the mini-fridge and grabbing a Diet Coke.
"What do you mean?" Gabriella asked, squeezing her pillows in her arms.
"Well, when you fell asleep on him, he was too terrified to move, never the less sleep." Taylor took a long guzzle of Diet Coke and laughed. "You should've seen his face, Gabi. It was pretty funny."
"Oh," Gabriella exclaimed as she smoothed her bed cover, "Now I feel really bad. I'm going to say sorry."
She walked out of the room and walked into the next room. The door was held open by a pair of old sneakers, which definitely meant that Chad was in there. He was known to be quite messy.
Gabriella stepped onto the freshly vacuumed carpet and sure enough, Chad was sitting cross-legged on his bed reading Sports Illustrated while Troy laid fully clothed on top of his covers fast asleep.
Chad put a finger to his lips indicating for Gabriella to be quiet.
"Poor guy," He whispered. "He barely made it to the bed. I practically had to carry him to the room."
Gabriella's faced burned with guilt. She pulled a throw blanket over Troy and whispered to Chad, "Will you tell him I came by?"
Chad nodded and turned up his iPod, bobbing his head up and down to the music.
After Gabriella returned to the room, she and Taylor unpacked their bags and roamed the long hallways of the hotel. They stopped by the Hotel Gift Shop to see if they could find something suitable for Troy. His birthday was going to be in Seattle, but nothing caught their eyes.
As they were heading back to their room, they heard light footsteps coming from behind them, and a familiar voice said, "Wait up!"
They turned around to see Kelsi fast-walking towards them.
"Hey, Kelsi," said Taylor, "how do you like your room?"
"Ummm...it's okay," she replied, looking down at her thumbnail.
"What's wrong?" asked Gabriella.
"Well, my roommate is Sharpay. That should tell you something," She said bitterly.
"Oh."
Kelsi sighed, "She's driving me crazy! She took the good bed, made me carry her 17 bags-"
"I thought she only had 12 bags," interrupted Gabriella.
"Those were her carry-on bags."
"Oh..."
"And," she continued, "She insulted my favorite hat! I can't stand..." Her voice trailed off as Sharpay approached them.
"Hey, girlies!" she said cheerfully while looking at her freshly pink-painted nails."How do you like the hotel?"
"It's the most extravagant hotel I've ever been to!" exclaimed Gabriella. "How did you like it?"
"Uh...I've seen better," said Sharpay obviously bored, "I haven't eaten anything since that bag of peanuts on the plane, and I'm starving...We're gonna go get some food," she demanded.
"Okay..." Taylor said. She didn't disagree. She, too, hadn't eaten anything since the plane ride and was in desperate need of food.
Minutes later the entire gang was waiting in the lobby for Troy and Chad to arrive. Gabriella sat reading a book by the fireplace, which had a fire crackling merrily inside it. Taylor and Kelsi were discussing how they were going to report on the boys' games. They didn't know whether to act like anchorwomen or just write it like an essay. Ryan and Jason were stealing all the peppermints off of the receptionist's desk and shoving them in Sharpay's purse so they wouldn't get caught. Sharpay was talking happily about how pretty she was to Zeke, who was merely acting like he was paying attention to her but in reality, was staring at a floating speck of dust.
Troy and Chad finally walked out of the elevator, Troy apologizing profusely to Chad who was clutching his nose and mumbling his acceptance to Troy's on-going apologies.
"I'm really sorry, Chad. I was sleeping and you shook me... and-and I panicked," Troy told him, while trying to pull a rumpled sweatshirt over his head.
"Dude, I'm fine," was all Chad said. He stared at his nose and wiggled it as to make sure it wasn't broken.
"What happened?" Gabriella asked, tearing her eyes away from her book and staring at them.
"I was sleeping, and Chad shook me. I didn't know who it was and I panicked. I smashed him right in the nose, and I'm really sorry." Troy told everyone.
"I'm fine," Chad told him through gritted teeth. He wanted to seem manly in front of Taylor, but truthfully, Troy socked him hard and it hurt, almost to the point of crying, but something was just in his eye... or so he told Troy.
Mr. Bolton wasn't accompanying them to dinner but he gave them a ride to the restaurant called Ray's Boat House.
When the gang finally got to the restaurant, they were almost as shocked as they were when they saw their hotel. It was beautiful. There were waiters wearing bow-ties and carrying delicious-looking dishes. The tables were covered with fancy tablecloths and were elegantly decorated with flowers. Gabriella couldn't believe these people were treating a highschool basketball team like royalty. Troy seemed to answer the expression on Gabriella's face.
"Kyle McGraw, the guy who invited us here, is a millionaire. He's really generous. He donates endlessly to charities," Troy said.
The waitress showed the group to a round table with a great view of the setting sun. Troy pulled out Gabriella's chair for her, and Taylor stared at Chad with her hands on her hips.
"Is something wrong?" Chad asked.
Taylor stared at her chair, and Chad sat in it. Taylor glared at him.
"Sorry, I thought you wanted to sit closer to your friends," he said, getting out of her chair.
"Where's the chivalry in this world?" Taylor asked to no one in particular.
"Well, there's silverware right there if that's what you want," Chad said confused.
"Chad," said Taylor, " could you show a little class and be a gentleman?"
After looking at Chad's confused facial expression, she grudgingly sat down and ignored Chad.
"Troy, when is the next game?" asked Gabriella, attempting to change the subject.
"Oh, we have a practice tomorrow morning and a game in the evening," he replied, apparently thinking the same thing as Gabriella. "I think we have a pretty good chance of winning."
When everyone's food was ready and Taylor and Chad started talking again, everyone seemed to relax.
"Excuse me," said Sharpay to their waitress, "I believe I asked for 1 milk. This clearly tastes like 2!!!!"
"I'm sorry, ma'am," said the waitress, with a terrified expression on her face, "I'll get you a new cup of 1."
Sharpay continued talking once the waitress left. "Honestly! I think McDonalds has better service than this place."
On the contrary, this was the fanciest restaurant Gabriella had ever been to. She wondered how rich Sharpay really was.
"I still can't believe we're actually here!" exclaimed Kelsi.
"Yeah," replied Jason, "And the Wildcats might actually win."
"I doubt it," said Sharpay as she was examining her new glass of milk.
"You haven't even been to one of their games," said Ryan.
Though Gabriella only remembered Ryan only going to two Wildcats games himself, she kept quiet.
"I think that the Wilddogs are going to kill the Wildcats in the tournament," Sharpay replied stabbing a straw into her glass of 1 milk.
"Sharpay, you're being really stupid tonight, you know that?" Ryan asked icily.
"Ryan?" asked Sharpay, obviously shocked that her sidekick was speaking against her.
"I'm tired of you only thinking of yourself. The only reason you came on this trip was to get closer to..." His voice trailed off.
"I don't only think about myself! This morning I told Taylor how hideous that shade of pink looked on her! I am an extremely honest person!" she exclaimed.
Ryan replied, "Maybe that's because you can't resist not criticizing fashion!"
"Well..." Sharpay couldn't think of a comeback.
She crossed her arms and turned her head away from Ryan. For the rest of the night, Ryan and Sharpay ignored each other. This was the first time Gabriella saw Ryan and Sharpay actually fight. When the gang got to the hotel, Troy walked Gabriella to her room (which was right next door, so it didn't take much effort). Gabriella kissed him on the cheek and bade him goodnight.
"Can you believe Sharpay and Ryan actually fought? I mean, usually Ryan lets Sharpay walk all over him," said Taylor the minute Gabriella walked in the room.
"Well, Sharpay has been kind of rude to Ryan," replied Gabriella.
"Kind of?" Taylor repeated.
The girls hopped into their beds after showering and brushing their teeth. They quickly drifted to sleep in their fluffy beds.
As/n: Sorry it was so long. By the way, the reason the girls (and Ryan) are there is that they are reporting on the games and practices for the school. Thanks, ShanCoot2