Hi, thanks for the reviews for the prologue, they were greatly appreciated. You should know that this story will be very short, but also very cute and hopefully funny at times (we'll need to embarrass Troy, we have it all planned out), and yeah… The chapters wont be long either, they're also just cute, little ones. Here is your update.
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And when someone needs a makeover
I simply have to take over
I know I know exactly what they need
And even in your case
Tho' it's the toughest case I've yet to face
Don't worry - I'm determined to succeed
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Chapter 1
Sharpay opened Gabriella's closet. She quickly looked at the clothes. Okay, so where were the tube tops? Where were the mini skirts? Where did she put her high hells and black boots? Where the hell had she hidden her cute hats, and long dresses? Where were all the useable in clothes? "Is this all you have?" Sharpay asked, disbeliefs streaming through her voice. She took out a blue skirt and held it up to Gabriella, trying to see where the fashion in it was.
There was none.
"Yes." Gabriella answered, confused.
Sharpay shook her head, and threw the skirt on the floor. She started to grab the rest of her clothes, one by one, to quickly look at it, before it landed on top of the blue skirt on the floor. None of this was useable! "We can't use any of this. You need a whole new wardrobe. How can you even make yourself wear any of this?!" Sharpay exclaimed. "Clearly you need my help. These clothes are not going to make my brother notice you!"
"We can't use any of it? But I like my clothes." Gabriella protested, whining. She looked at all the clothes she usually wore, lying in a heap on the floor, shot down because of Sharpay's standards.
"Okay, Gabriella. Before I will continue my helping, we need to clear something out. Do you want my brother?" Sharpay asked, looking Gabriella deep in the eyes.
"Y..yes." Gabriella stammered, unsure if that was the answer Sharpay was hoping to hear.
"Good, then we have to throw all this out." Sharpay said, pointing at the floor.
"Can't I just put it in a bag and place it in the cellar?" Gabriella questioned.
"Do whatever the hell you want." Sharpay said, "Just don't wear any of it, ever again, deal?"
"Deal…" Gabriella whispered, swallowing hard.
"Then come on, Gabby! Bring some money. We are going to the mall!" Sharpay exclaimed, excitedly waving her hands in the air.
Gabriella bit her lip, quickly got her wallet and followed Sharpay out the door.
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"So, clearly, you need something pink!" Sharpay said, walking along the shelves in one of her favorite shops in the Albuquerque mall.
"Pink?" Gabriella questioned, unsure, "I'm not really sure pink is my color. How about-"
"Think PINK!" Sharpay cut her off, throwing a mini skirt into her arms, "Listen Gabby, you're very sweet, and your clothes are fine… for a grandma. You really need to pep it up a bit. And look at me, don't I have guys noticing me all the time?"
"Yeah…?"
"Great, glad we agree." Sharpay smiled, throwing some tops and pants on top of the skirt Gabriella had in her arms. It didn't take Sharpay many seconds to fill her pile in Gabriella's arms, with jeans, tops, blouses, skirts, etc. The pile was soon so high, that Gabriella couldn't even see where she was going.
"Uhm, Sharpay?" she questioned, her voice muffled, because she was behind all that clothes, "Don't you think we have enough now?"
"Enough!?" Sharpay let out a short laugh, "Please Gabby, a woman never wears the same outfit twice in public. And the clothes you have there!? Huh, that could fit one of the shelves in my closet. We need more!"
"Sharpay, why don't we start with this?" Gabriella suggested, "It's a lot of clothes, and this store really looks expensive, I'm not rich like you, remember!?"
"Fine…" Sharpay said, letting out a sigh, "But you should know that maybe only one out of 10 of those things you've picked will be right for you. You have to think about color, label, cut and material."
"What, really?" Gabriella asked, stumbling into dressing room, where she threw all the clothes on the floor, "What happened to just trying on clothes and buying what looks cute for you?"
"I happened." Sharpay said, shutting the door in front of Gabriella's face, before she could reply to anything, "Now, put an outfit on you think match and model it for me."
Gabriella sighed and got to work, figuring out Sharpay's sense of style, while Sharpay sat down and started to polish her nails, while listening to the Wicked Soundtrack on her ipod. Oh, how she loved the song Popular!
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I'll show you what shoes to wear
How to fix your hair
Everything that really counts
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"So, Daniel, if you just cut some of it off in the front, and then-"
"Like fringe?" Daniel questioned, cutting Sharpay off.
"No.." Sharpay shook her head, "No, not like fringe, just make it fall much more. And then cut some of it off in the back, because this girl will look so much cuter with shorter hair!"
"What!?" Gabriella shrieked, looking at Sharpay, a scared look in her eyes, "But I like my hair."
"Relax, I know what I'm doing." Sharpay smiled, padding her cheek.
"She really does." Daniel agreed, fiddling with his scissors and such, "She's amazing to this. She knows what looks good on anybody. You're lucky to have Sharpay's help with this."
"See?" Sharpay questioned, shooting her a sweet smile, into the mirror, "Now, you sit here and enjoy your latte, and I'm gonna go to the shoe shop right across from here and pick you some boots, stilettos, flats, flip-flops and ballerina shoes."
"Aren't my shoes good enough either?" Gabriella asked, shooting Sharpay a sad smile.
Sharpay looked down at Gabriella's feet and bit her lip. She lifted her head, and shot Gabriella a fake smile, "No comments." She quickly replied, threw a magazine into Gabriella's lap, and hurried out of the shop.
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"So, we had a productive day." Sharpay said, throwing the 20 bags she was carrying, onto Gabriella's bed. "It was fun."
"Tell me how this was fun!?" Gabriella exclaimed, throwing her own 20 bags next to Sharpay's, before taking a seat in her blue chair, "My feet are killing me!"
"See?" Sharpay said, "That means we've been productive with our plan, had fun because we went shopping and been doing exercise. See, shopping is healthy!"
"Fine, you win, I'm too tired to argue." Gabriella whined, closing her eyes for a second. But then she opened them again and turned to look at Sharpay, "What now? You've bought me a whole new wardrobe, using all your many gazillion dollars. What's next? What do you have planned now, Sharpay? I'm sure you're not done yet!"
"You're quite right about that." Sharpay smiled, making her way towards Gabriella's makeup table. Not that there was much makeup on it. She turned to look at Gabriella, "You really need to learn to do a fine makeup. To do it correctly."
"Oh…" Gabriella said, "But I don't really wear makeup that much, it isn't healthy for your skin with all that foundation."
"Gabriella!" Sharpay cut her off, placing a calming hand on her shoulder, "If you wear makeup, people wont able to tell if your skin is unhealthy, okay? Makeup is a must! Woman has to wear it! … Ryan loves makeup." She then added, turning to look into Gabriella's mirror.
"Really?" Gabriella asked.
"He always tells me I'm beautiful." Sharpay said, looking at her through the mirror, "And I wear makeup all the time."
"Fine," Gabriella said, "How am I gonna learn this?"
"I should teach you." Sharpay said, a huge smile on her lips, "But if I'm gonna do your makeup, you wont be able to watch what I do, so we should get like a doll… Or, I know!" she got a mean look in her eyes, "A subject." She paused, "Do you know anyone who would let us do this?"
Gabriella looked thoughtful for awhile, but then she got a mean thought into her head too, "Oh yeah…"
"Who?"
"Troy."
Okay, so next chapter should be exciting, you can probably already guess what's gonna happen, right? We hope you liked this, we'll be back as soon as possible. Next chapter of No Sleep Tonight is almost done, same goes for Libby Lee. Please remember to leave us a review!
Toodles, MelleG and Stessa.
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