She slowly lifted her eyes, and stared at him. Her eyes were full of sadness, and grief. But then she smiled. And that seemed to brighten up her whole face.
"I'm sorry too." She said, slowly grabbing her books and began to stand up.
"Why?" Troy asked, and grabbed her bags and offered her a hand.
The rest of the class that was still inside the room was finally moving. Even though they were still shocked, they decided to just go on as they always did. But then they heard talking, and the rustling of papers and the small chit chat of stopped.
"Because I shouldn't have said those things to you." They heard the voice of Sharpay say.
They all looked at one another. Hadn't Sharpay left?
"No. You were right. If she had just walked, your dad wouldn't have hit her." Troy said, his voice getting quieter.
The eyes of each and every pupil in Mrs. White's class widened as everything fit together.
Troy's old best friends were Sharpay and Ryan. That was why they all saw pictures of their four parents together on the wall; they were all best friends too.
"No. If my dad hadn't been so anxious to get home, he wouldn't have hit her. Your mother had a right to run." Sharpay answered Troy, her voice getting quieter too.
"No, if my mo-"Troy started, by Sharpay cut him off by giving him a look.
Troy looked down at the ground embarrassed, until Sharpay said, "Let's forget about it okay?"
Troy sent a smile, which she returned, "Alright."
Everyone in the class room stared in shock at the door, for behind it, something was happening that they never dreamed of happening in years.
"So," Sharpay started, unsure of how they were to act.
"So, um…do you want to go for a walk?" Troy asked, while scratching the back of his head.
"Sure." Sharpay said with a smile.
"Okay!" Troy exclaimed, before turning to Sharpay. "You might want to wipe your face first."
"What? Why?" Sharpay asked calmly. Not the way one would think an 'Ice Queen' would act.
"You have…mascara all over your face." Troy said, with a chuckle.
"What! Euw." Sharpay said, before darting for the girl's room.
Troy just shook his head before following her.
Sharpay bustled through the door, and Troy leaned against the wall outside the room.
The rest of their classmates still in the classroom with Mrs. White sighed; they had wanted to hear more of Sharpay and Troy's conversation.
Everyone packed their things up and exited the room, and everyone glanced at the end of the hall where Troy sat staring at the floor.
Gabriella and Chad made to walk over to Troy, when Taylor pulled them back.
"They need to talk. You can talk to him later." She told them sternly.
The classmates behind the three chuckled, as Gabriella and Chad grumbled as the followed Taylor down the hall.
Troy heard a huge bustle of people, and looked up. It seems as his Creative Writing class was finally going home.
As he lowered his head, the impact of what he had just said hit him.
He had just spilled his deepest secret. Well, not his deepest. But close to it!
How could he have done that? He had never even told Chad that, no matter how much he had asked when Troy had returned to town all those years ago.
He dropped his face into his hands and moaned. How could he have been so stupid?
Now the whole school would know about what happened to his mother. And who knows what rumors would surface.
Oh no, Troy thought to himself. How bad will Sharpay's dad be talked about? Imagine what'll happen to her. And Ryan. But, Mr. Evan's isn't like that.
Wait.
Ryan.
He hasn't been seen in days.
Troy racked his brain, trying to think if he had heard anything about Ryan over the past few days.
Chad had said something about him yesterday. But, what was it?
Troy sat against the wall, staring down to the other end of the hall, not really seeing anything.
Mrs. White walked out of her classroom slowly, with a look of confusion across her face.
My, my. She thought to herself. I did not give Troy Bolton enough credit.
She looked down the hall, and saw the person she was just thinking of, staring off into space.
She started walking towards him, but changed her mind after a few steps. He needed some time alone to think, she told herself.
She fumbled with her bag and the contents spilled across the floor. With a huff, she bent down and began to pick them up.
At the other end of the hall, where Troy sat, the door beside him opened. His head shot up and he saw, for once in a very long time, Sharpay with a makeup free face.
Her hair was messy and her eyes were sad, but they held a spark that had been lost a long time ago.
"Hi." She said in a small voice, while looking everywhere besides him.
"Hey." He said looking up at her.
"Um.." Sharpay said, finally setting her eyes on Troy, and he could see how nervous and uncertain she way.
"You want to go for that walk now?" Troy asked, giving her a small smile.
"Sure." She said, smiling.
Troy stood up, and handed Sharpay her books and her bag, and the held out his arm for her in a goofy manner.
She gave a small laugh, before latching on.
Mrs. White put the last pen in her bag and looked up to the space where Troy had been sitting, after she had finally convinced herself to go talk to him, but she saw the small exchange between Troy and Sharpay.
Actually, she thought. Maybe he just needs a friend.
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Man. I'm so sorry. This took longer than I expected. I didn't know I had run out of chapters to update with. And I'm sorry this is so short. It was originally going to end with Sharpay telling Troy about Ryan, but I liked how I ended it. But I will try and update faster. And I really need to update 'Once Upon A Friendship', so my next update should be for that story. I hope. Anyways, I hope you like it, please review. : )