Chapter Two:
The next few weeks I ingored Ryan as promised. Luckily, my mom didn't seem to notice, except when I said I wasn't doing the talent show.
"But, Pay-Pay, it's your tradition." she said.
"Not anymore." I sighed and flipped through my book.
My mom gave me a sharp look. "Pay-Pay, what about your brother?" she asked.
I shrugged. "Don't care. He's probably doing something with the Wildcats." I said.
"You two don't even talk anymore." my mom sighed.
I nodded. "That's purposely." I explianed. "I'm ignoring him. Show him how it feels."
My mom gave me a stern look. "Sharpay Catherine Evans, you know revenge isn't anyway to solve things." she lectured me.
"It's not revenge, I'm done with him."
"Sharpay."
"You sound like him. I'm going to bed."
And I headed to my room and went on the computer, looking at my buddy list.
Hats4Life has signed on.
Hats4Life: Shar we gotta talk
DramaQueen17: ...
Hats4Life: Shar...
DramaQueen17: I told u i'm ignoring u
Hats4Life: kay, jokes ovr i get it
DramaQueen17: No joke
Hats4Life: u cant b serious
DramaQueen17: nevr been more serious
Hats4Life: Sharpay Catherine Evans
DramaQueen17: u sound like mom. leave me alone
Hats4Life: NO! i wont now tell me y ur mad
DramaQueen17: i hate u ryan evans! u tink ur all cool cause u hang wit da wildcats! ur not! ur still same old ryan michael evans! and i hate u! i hate u!
DramaQueen17 has signed off.
I jumped off the computer desk and flopped on my pink, fuzzy-sheeted bed. I felt the hot rush of tears welling up in my eyes. I smacked my eyes with the back of my hand and wiped the tears away. "Stupid crybaby!" I shouted and slapped my arm. I hugged the pillow and watched the pink wall. "Without you you...the eyes gaze...the legs walk...the lungs breathe...Without you...the mind chearns...the heart yearns...the tears dry...without you.."
I stepped out onto my balcony. "Life goes on!" I cried out and grasped the railing. "But I'm gone! Caus I'd die...without you...without you...without you...without you!" I slid down to the padded ground of the balcony and hugged my knees. "I'd die without you...but I'd die with you."
I stood up and grasped the railing again with both hands and watched the moon and the stars. "But I'm done. Ryan." I spat and headed back to into my room. "Nothing will change that."
The next few days, I hung out by the pool with Tracie, Jill, and Kelly (Sometimes Zeke, when he had off). I was just relaxing and ordering people around. Sneekily glancing towards the golf cours where Ryan and the Wildcats were. I'd catch Ryan looking over at me sometimes. I'd shake my head and slip a pinnapple-kiwi smoothie.
"So Sharpay, why aren't you and your brother speaking?" Jill finally had teh guts to speak up.
I jumped up and pointed my finger in her face, growling. "Don't you dare mention that traitor to me! Got it!" I snareled.
Jill nodded, scared. I sat back down in my beach chair and slipped my left leg over the right. "So, how about anther smoothie." I spoke as though nothing happened.
Kelly hastily got up and refilled my cup. I smiled at the other two, awaiting another question.
Tracie asked this time. "What are we doing for the talent show?"
I laughed strangly. "We're not doing the show." I said.
They looked at me as I was a complete stranger. They've been doing that a lot lately. "Not doing the show!?" they shouted in unison.
"Nope." I laughed and took the smoothie from Kelly who was comming back. "I mean, you're welcome to, but I'm not."
"Why not?" Jill asked.
I looked at her and smiled. "Traditions change, girls. Out with the old and in with the new." I explained. "Speaking of, I gotta go. Toodles!" I said and rushed off to my suite.
I didn't really have to leave, but I just needed some time alone. The girls weren't the same anymore. They didn't look at me admiringly, but like I was strange. The only thing different about me is me and Ryan aren't speaking but I'm not different. Am I?
I logged onto the computer. Troy was on.
DramaQueen17 has just signed on.
DramaQueen17: Hi Troy!
B-BallBoy14: hi sharpay
DramaQueen17: Troy, I've got a question.
B-BallBoy14?
DramaQueen17: do i seem diffrent 2 u?
B-BallBoy14: wat do u mean?
DramaQueen17: well the girls r lookin at me like i'm nuts caus i'm not doing the talent show
B-BallBoy14: ur not? y?
DramaQueen17: no1 2 do it wit
B-BallBoy14: ooh. ry's makin dis big thing 4 us, u should join
DramaQueen17: nice try, troy. but no. i'm not working wit that traitor.
Hats4Life has signed on.
DramaQueen17: i g2g troy. srry.
DramaQueen17 has signed off.
Hats4Life: missed her again..
I shut down my computer and just twirled around on my pink, fuzzy chair. Someone knocked on my door.
"Who is it?" i asked.
"Zeke." I heard Zeke's voice call. "Shar, can I come in?"
I hopped off my chair and opened the door, giving Zeke a hug. "Hi, Zeke!" I squeeled then looked behind his back. "Anything tasty for me?" I was hoping for cookies or cake or something. But no.
"Not today, Shar, just wanted to know if you wanted to hang out?" he offered.
I smiled. "Sure!" I chimed. "I'd love to! Where are we going?"
"Mall?"
"Okay, let's go!"
I grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the suite before Ryan could even get out of his room.