A/N: I felt really bad that you guys would have to wait until Friday to read more of this story. So I decided to update today. But you have to review!!!

Chapter 15 Why Me?

"Ryan."

He mumbled.

Sydney groaned. She shoved him again, harder.

"Ryan, wake up. Show starts in 30 minutes."

He shifted his position.

Sydney crossed her arms. What now?

She went to the other side of the couch and pushed it over.

"AH!"

Ryan was under the now upside down couch. He pushed it over.

"What was that for, Sydney?!"

Sydney screamed, "Show starts soon!"

"I was gonna get up anyway! You didn't have to do that!"

"Yes I did."

"No you didn't."

"If I didn't you wouldn't wake up and all the fans would be disappointed."

"Why did I ever meet you?"

Sydney didn't answer.

Ryan continued, "Out of all the people I could've invited, I invited you. I could've invited my sister, but no. I was too afraid to face her. And now I'm stuck with you. For two whole months. I made the wrong choice."

Ryan walked out of his dressing room, leaving Sydney in shock.

Gabriella opened her eyes. Then she wished she closed them.

"Troy, are you blind? You almost hit that car!"

"What are you talking about? He almost hit me!"

"'He' is a girl!"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes it matters! How would you feel if someone called you a girl?"

Gabriella groaned and looked at the time. Only 45 minutes left.

"Ryan, wait!"

Ryan turned around. Sydney was there.

"What do you want?"

Sydney looked him in the eye, "I'm sorry."

Ryan didn't say anything.

"Listen to me, Ryan."

"Fine. Speak. I got to get ready."

"I'm...nervous."

"You? Nervous? You aren't the one that is going to sing in front of a lot of people."

"I know, I'm just nervous that you won't do well."

Ryan didn't say anything.

Sydney continued, "I felt if you didn't push yourself, you would crack up on stage. I only did it 'cause I care about you."

Ryan headed backstage.

"Ryan! Where are you going?"

"To my dressing room."

"To do what?"

"Something I should've done a long time ago."

Gabriella screamed into the car roof. It was so loud, Troy and Sharpay stopped arguing.

"THANK YOU!" she cried.

Troy and Sharpay looked at each other.

"Exit now, Troy," Sharpay said calmly.

"We'll take the next one. It's closer to the place," Troy responded.

"Yeah, but the next one has a shortcut."

"And how would you know?"

"The map."

"Forget the map! The next exit is right next to the concert hall."

"Traffic, Troy. Traffic!"

"What makes you think-"

Gabriella put her fingers in her ears.

Why me?

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