So, basically its been forever, and I'm sorry! But here's an update, and I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides the writing, the plot, and my poster that my fernd made me of Joe Jonas…umm…

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Chapter 3- Her New Boyfriend

Sharpay Evans was fuming. Troy Bolton pissed her off, and he pissed her off greatly. She drove to her boyfriend's house in a huff, not bothering to notice she was over 15minutes late to his house. She pulled into the driveway, glad to be somewhere where she could get sympathy. Jake was a sweet guy, and she knew he would comfort her. She rang the doorbell, and heard the swift movement of feet on the other side.

Jake answered the door, anger evident in his face. He let Sharpay in, shutting the door behind her.

"Where have you been?" he asked through clenched teeth. Sharpay shrank back in fear, not sure how to handle this. She had been expecting sympathy, even if it was only a little. Not this…this anger radiating from him. Yes, she was 17 minutes late, but she had never seen this side of Jake before. He seemed like such a sweet guy, always keeping his cool. Even on his first day when Troy was rude to him, he wasn't anywhere near mad.

"I was finished coffee with T-Troy." She stuttered slightly. Jake's eyes darkened.

"Why would you be out to coffee with him when you knew you were supposed to come here at 5?" he seethed. Sharpay shrugged, taking on her icy composure.

"I've had a busy day, okay? I had to hang out with my best friend who just got back from Wisconsin, and Troy called me before you did to see if I could meet him for coffee. I'm sorry I have other people I like hanging out with then just you." She snapped.

Suddenly, a hand was connecting to her face. Sharpay felt a shockingly stinging pain in her cheek, stumbling back from the impact. She brought a hand to her cheek delicately, wincing in pain when she touched her face. She couldn't speak. The shock was too much for her. Hey boyfriend just hit her. Jake Taylor, the sweetest guy she'd ever met, had just hit her.

She looked up at him, tears welling in her eyes. Jake stared back at her. No emotion was evident in his deep eyes.

"W-What was that?" Sharpay finally managed to choke out. Jake only turned and walked away from her.

The blonde staggered her way back to her car, still in a daze. She went through the motions of putting her car into gear and driving away. She was still in shock when she came home to her empty house and went straight to her room.

Sharpay was shocked. The Jake Taylor she knew would never have hit her. Never ever. It puzzled her as to why he would do that. Had she done something wrong? Had being late really made him that mad? Or was he jealous that she was hanging out with Troy?

After a while, when she was finally able to think clearly, Sharpay reasoned that he must of just been too angry, and not have been able to control himself. It's like when you're a little kid and you're in a fight with your sibling. They do something to make you so mad; you just hit them out of impulse. It happens. Sharpay brushed the incident off as if it were no big deal, not wanting to worry herself to extremes.

The young Evans girl made her way to the bathroom, where she splashed her face with cool water and rubbed a small amount of cover up on her face. Satisfied, she walked out of her bathroom only to be greeted by the ringing of the doorbell. She flew down the stairs and flung the door open.

Troy Bolton stood in front of her, guilt written all over his face. He looked at her with pleading eyes, and she reluctantly let him in, shutting the door behind him.

"Shar, I am so sorry. I acted like a total jerk back at the café, and you're right. I don't have any right over who you do and do not date. It's none of my business, but I just hope he's clear that if he hurts you in any way shape or form, he's going to be having a little play date with my fist." Troy rambled, hoping that Sharpay would forgive him. She smiled, pulling him into a friendly hug.

"Don't worry Troy. I forgive you." She whispered in his ear before releasing him.

"Whew. That's a relief. Hey, what happened here?" he inquired, touching her cheek softly in a spot where the cover up hadn't completely covered it up. Sharpay shrugged.

"Just me being a dork." Troy raised his eyebrows. "When I got to Jake's house he told me that his cousin had come for a surprise visit and I didn't want to intrude, but on the way back to my house I got really tired and tried to slap my self awake. I guess I just hit myself a little too hard. No biggie." Sharpay rushed through her lie.

Troy nodded, but he was skeptical. He had no doubt that Sharpay could hit someone hard enough to give them a red mark, it just didn't look like that was the case. She seemed to be hiding something. Instead of pushing, Troy only shrugged it off. It must not be that bug of a deal if she won't tell me, he reasoned to himself as Sharpay pulled him down to the Evans' large entertainment system in their basement.

Little did Troy know, Sharpay had a nudging feeling in the back of her mind. It was a tugging sensation really. Something trying to remind her about something. Something that she just couldn't place that was different about Jake when she went to see him. Something was not going right, and she knew it. But she chose to push that worry out of her mind, an action she would later regret deeply.

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So, it was not very long. But I really wanted to squeeze in a quick update before I go to bed. I'm about to collapse at the computer, I'm so tired so just deal with this chapter. I hope it was decent!

--Lani