A/N Okay I really enjoy writing this story. And I seem to update pretty fast. Right now I'm on Spring Break so I have a lot of time.
Disclaimer: Ya I forgot to put disclaimers. I do not own High School Musical, and if I did, Ryan would be the star and Troy would go bald. I don't own the song Never Far Behind either. (I used the song in the last chapter.)
Chapter 3: Memories
Sharpay watched her mother put the last of the luggage into the car. Sharpay hopped into the front seat. Her mother seemed to hesitate.
"Mom?"
"Where's your brother? I didn't realize he wasn't here."
Sharpay bit her lip and searched for the right words.
"Uh, Mom. There's something you should know."
She went into the house and got the note.
"I'm sorry Mom."
Her mother held it as if it were a priceless fortune.
"Oh my..."
Sharpay found tears coming in her eyes.
"Oh Shar, don't cry."
She shook her head, "I should've stopped him."
"There was nothing you could do."
"Welcome to East High!"
Sharpay sneered at the brown haired boy who greeted her. She thought he was kinda cute, but she didn't want anyone ruining her day. She flipped her hair back and strutted to her 1st period.
"Sharpay, that was rude." Ryan said.
"Who cares? We're leaving soon anyway."
Ryan gave her a look.
"Fine."
She walked back to the boy, "I'm Sharpay."
"Troy." He stuck out his hand. Sharpay shook it lightly.
"And who's hat boy?" Troy asked.
"It's Ryan." Ryan said sticking out his hand. Troy shook it with great strength.
"So where are you guys from?" Troy asked after releasing Ryan's hand.
"Oh you know, over there." Sharpay said, smiling at Troy.
"Mm. Good place."
Sharpay giggled. Ryan smiled.
"Well East High is probably the best place you will ever be." Troy said triumphantly.
Sharpay giggled again. The twins nodded at Troy, and headed for first period.
"He seems...gay." Ryan said.
Sharpay shoved Ryan, "I think he's cute."
Ryan laughed, "We haven't been here for even 10 minutes, and you already have your eyes on a guy?"
Sharpay giggled, and flipped her hair back.
Sharpay flipped the page of the yearbook. It was making her sick, looking at a yearbook and riding in a car. Sharpay sighed at the picture. It was from their junior year, a year after Gabriella showed up at East High. She turned another page. There was a picture of Troy, Gabriella, her, and Ryan.
Ryan.
"So it seemed like you knew Troy Bolton."
Gabriella turned around, "Not really. He was just showing me around."
Sharpay laughed, "Well, Troy doesn't usually interact with new students."
Gabriella glanced at the chalboard and copied it down, "Um, why not?"
Sharpay shrugged like it was obvious, "Well it's pretty much basketball 24/7 with him."
Gabriella didn't seem to notice, "That should be 16 over pi..."
The teacher turned around, "Yes, Ms. Montez?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I just...Uh...Shouldn't the second equation read 16 over pi?"
Sharpay rolled her eyes.
"16 over pi? That's quite impossible." the teacher said. She checked the calculator.
"I stand corrected."
Sharpay gasped. Who did she think she was?
"Oh and welcome aboard."
Sharpay opened her eyes.
"Sleep well?"
Sharpay jumped a little. She had forgotten that she was riding in a car going 70 mph.
"Ya. But I had a dream."
"About Ryan?"
"Ya..."
"Well we have about 2 hours to go. You can go back to sleep."
Sharpay nodded and tried to recall her dream...
She was in an empty, foggy place. She felt scared, lost.
"Ryan!"
No answer.
"Ryan! Where are you?"
"Over here!"
Sharpay breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh my gosh Ryan. Don't scare me like that."
She ran toward the voice. A figure began to appear. But something was wrong.
The figure was taller, wider.
And didn't have a hat.
"You're not Ryan!"
The figure was coming into focus. It was definetly not Ryan.
It was Arthur.
Sharpay started running. Arthur was calling, "Ryan isn't here to protect you little girl..."
Sharpay ran faster. But she wasn't getting farther. She was getting closer...closer...
Closer...