Disclaimer - I do not own any of the High School Musical characters, unfortunately. Anyways I hope that you enjoy this chapter, I love all of your reviews and I'm glad you like the story so far. In the next couple of chapters the plot will get better, the first two chapters we like just introductory.
Anyways lots of love!
Jamie
Ps: I decided to change the girl's ages…instead of having them be 16 years old they are now 17.
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Sharpay P.O.VIt was incredible how the office in East High looked like an exact replica of Judge Matthers' office. Everything was made from a dark wooden material, the office doors were glossed to perfection and the large brass door handles sparkled in the dimly lit room.
I let my eyes wonder around the vacant room, the only sound that could be heard was the constant ticking of the large owl shaped clock, perched perfectly on the wall above the empty, black leather principal's chair.
I snuck a quick glance at Gabi; she had her cold gaze fixed on the owl clock. Gabi's brown orbs moved slowly with the moving eyes of the owl clock, her shoulders hunched uncomfortably. I shifted my attention to her clammy hands currently resting on her jean-covered lap; her hands were a pale splotchy white, no doubt from the way she kept crushing them together.
"Montez, Evans, get up!" I felt two chubby hands rap their tight death grip around the sleeve of my ratted navy American Eagle hoddie. I whipped around to come face to face with Sheriff Lowell; I looked over only to see the moody brunette being held up by the arm as well.
Ugh! Who invited the freak! If it wasn't for this stupid parole shit I wouldn't even be at this gay school.
No One's P.O.VThe rather large Sheriff directed the two teens into the, now occupied office of the Principal of East High. A older Asian gentleman was seated at the mahogany desk, his graying hair was slicked back, not helping to hid his receding hair line and he had a pair of horn rimmed glasses perched on his big nose.
"Assume the position!" the Sheriff barked as soon as he had released the two beauties. Principle Matsui's eye's widened at the sight of two 17-year-old girls lazily placing their hands up against the dark wooden walls of his office.
The petite brunette rolled her eyes, she had been through this enough times, both hands situated on either side of her head resting on the wall and one foot slightly positioned in front of the other. About two feet away the clearly aggravated blonde stood hunched over in the same standard position.
The Sheriff raised his meaty hands and patted them up and down both sides of the girls' slim figures, making sure they were clear of all possible weapons. After the procedure was completed he took a small step backwards and let the two delinquents step away from the wall.
Sharpay sunk into one of the plush visitor's chairs seated right in front of Mr. Matsui's clutter less desk.
"So...um…First of all ladies I would like to welcome you to East High" The principle tried his best to ignore the crisp silence that had fallen over the room. He glanced up at his two future students; Sharpay raised one perfectly arched eyebrow as she saw the uncomfortable man nervously fix his tie.
"Well, let's get down to it then. Um…here are you semester schedules, even though you two have missed quite a bit of the semester I am sure you will have no problem getting used to our curriculum." Two sets of equally intense chocolate pools inspected the mere piece of paper that had been placed in front of them.
Sharpay felt her eyes bug out of their sockets when she glanced over her schedule, she was positive that by distorted the look on Mr. Matsui's face her jaw must be on the floor right now. The two companions would be staring their senior year and the majority of her classes were to be placed in the arts: music theory, singing, advanced drama, etc. Terror flickered in her tearing brown eyes, Shar knew that at her old school she had quite a reputation in the arts, but after the incident, she couldn't go back, it brought back to many feelings and memories that she wasn't ready to face. The shocked blonde pulled herself together, blinked the salty tears out of her eyes and let her features slip into their usually state of emotionlessness.
"As I was saying, I have great confidence that you two will do exceptional here at East High. Now if you please, I would like to show you ladies around our facilities. It is lunch time so you need not worry." Gabi let out a small snort, with the day she was having, she had a LOT to keep in check. This morning's encounter with her "new mom from hell" wasn't the best. Gabi refused to speak to her so called mom and ate her "nutritious" breakfast in the safely of her own room, the car ride here was eerily quite, with only the occasional sound on Mrs. Montez trying to stir up a small conversation with her daughter.
Mr. Matsui led the girls around the premises, showing them the ropes and rules of the school. He showed them where their classes were to be held and where the restroom where. The two girls notice how clean the school seemed to be, litter less hallways, sparkling floors, uniform locker, and the whole nine yards. The last stop on their express tour was the cafeteria, where all the students were situated.
The cafeteria was hushed and quite, the usually loud talking and hollers that filled the room were replaced with the clanging of silver utensils on plastic trays accompanied with the echoing sound of footsteps of passing students. Everyone heard that they were receiving two new students and they were all eager to see who the mystery students were. The small side conversations died as soon as the entrance doors were flung open as if by a ferocious wind, everyone stopped eating or looking outside to look at the doors.
There stood two petite unmoving teenage girls. Brown curly hair cascading down shoulders of one girl, her fringe held in place by a golden headband and her arms crossed across her chest. The other, had the hood of her worn navy blue sweater pulled over her luscious blonde waves, masking her face, her long tresses falling out of the rather large hood. No smiles graced their blank faces, their eyes remained cold and expressionless, and no one could tell that specks of fear and terror were present under the cold exterior.
The population of East High eyed the two reckless girls, who were now relevantly scowling back. Sharpay made no effort to hide the terrifying glares she was now shooting at the innocent students brave enough to judge her. Mr. Matsui appeared between the two girls, his arms strategically positioned to show off his good features.
"Well miss Evans, miss Montez, unfortunately this ends our tour of our facilities. I wish you ladies the best of luck on your first day." The principle prepared to leave but not before leaning in to whisper a few words of advice to the girls, "If I were you, I wouldn't share your current situation with the rest of the students just yet. And please no funny business…" he slowly trailed off, his gaze shifting to the difficult blonde.
Sharpay put her acting skills to the test and put on her innocent schoolgirl smile, her eyes wide, but unlike her appearance her voice was still dripped with ice. "Do you want to pat us down again to make she we don't disrupt the perfect order of your school?"
A rather bushy eyebrow rose as the teen's comment. "That won't be necessary, but I would like for you to check that attitude miss Evans" And with that final word he disappeared behind the swaying cream coloured entrance doors, leaving the two girls to fend for themselves.
"What are you all staring at!" Sharpay had had with the constant stares she was receiving from the many students, if Gabriella wasn't going to say anything she might as well step up to the plate. The agitated brunette took one last lingering icy stare at the crown and grabbed the blonde by her tanned arm and fiercely led her to a table far off in the back of the room. Sharpay was about to protest but, she saw the daggers her friend was shooting her and fell back onto the hard plastic bench, Gabi evenly folded her schedule and shoved it into the bottom of her tattered, oil stained backpack.
Slowly, as if out of fear the student broke out into frantic whispers, not sure what to make of the new students.
"What is her deal?"
"Who cares if their pretty, their real bitches!"
"Where did they transfer from?"
"Yo, dude! Two new hotties!"
"Troy…. Troy! Come back dude!" Chad snapped his fingers rapidly in front of his best friends face, hoping to get him to stop tripping over the two new bitches.
"Wha…yeah, yeah, I'm back!" Troy reluctantly ripped his fixed gaze off of the tempered blonde and back on his Afro-headed teammate. Chad smiles sheepishly as Troy pushed his hand out of his face.
"Whatever man, who needs them, I've got all I need right hear! Right Taylor?" the dark skinned boy grinned as he laced his strong arms around his girlfriend's waist, drawing her into his tight embrace. The petit African American girl broke away from her heated conversation with Kelsi and Ryan, to thank her boyfriend with a slow chaste kiss.
"By serious Ryan, Montez, where have I heard that name before?" Taylor jumped back into the conversation, once her need for air was necessary. She rested her body comfortably against Chad's defined chest as she got back into her discussion.
"I don't know Tay, I recognize that name too, I just don't know from where"
"They look so sad…so lonely…" Kelsi trailed off, she glanced back at the two troublemakers, "Maybe we should say hi or something" The composer proposed, she fixed her slightly askew glasses so that they rested perfectly on her nose, she tilted her head downward as she shorted out her growing stack of music.
Suddenly, an out of breath Zeke ran came running up to the group, he stopped short of the table and bent over trying to regain his breath. After a few seconds of rest the boy straightened up once more and took a seat along with his friends.
"Sorry I was late, but I saw the new chicks in the hallway with Mr. Matsui, I didn't think I would make it out alive!" Zeke collapse dramatically falling on top of his hip-hop fanatic of a girl friends Martha. Martha let out a soft giggles before lifting one hand and running her fingers through her boy's short tresses.
"Why don't we go over there and give them a proper welcome" Kelsi spoke up from behind her pile of papers, Zeke almost chocked on his bite of Martha's BLT sandwich, "What! No way! I swear that brunette chick almost chomped my head off!"
As Zeke let out his cries of protest the rest of the gang agreed, maybe they were just two misunderstood girls that needed some friends…. or maybe not! Martha got up from her chair pulling up her whimpering boyfriend, the rest of the gang-followed suit, rising from their seat and preparing to greet the new girls.
"Oh, suck it up!"
"Do I have to?"
"Dude, you're a basketball player not a wimp, now lets go"
The seven stars of East High, as many of their teachers referred to the group of excellent students as, sauntered over to the unoccupied part of the cafeteria, currently only being used by the now hoodless blonde and brunette who had yet to say a word to anyone. As Troy, Chad, Zeke and Ryan passed by the tables, filled with girls who were hurriedly checking their completion in their mirrors, they offered the ever so casual 'hey' or 'what's up dude'. Taylor, Kelsi and Martha pulled up the rear of the pack, waving at people they new and some they didn't, getting a rise out of all of the watching students.
"Oh My Gosh! Troy Bolton just talked to me!"
"That's nothing, Ryan Evens looked at me! He looked at me!"
"Omg! Hey Kelsi, I loved your last music piece! I can't believe she just waved at me!"
By the time they had reached the vacant side of the cafeteria, the group's confidence was blossoming, they were loved by everyone for their constant good work and were always showered with praises from everyone. The group arrived standing in front of the table holding to two teens, and an awkward silence fell over the group, their once confident nature diminished. Troy carelessly placed his hand on far edge of the table, the blonde's shoulders tensed however the brunette pretended to be engrossed in the label on her Coke can. Troy turned back to his friend, his sky blue pools full of confusion, Taylor motioned for him to continue and Troy curiously made his way over to the blonde who was writing in a beat up old notebook. When she made no sign of stopping he bent down peeking over her shoulder, his shaggy hair falling into his mesmerizing eyes. Finally she looked up, she snapped the book closed so fast and rough that it send a blast of air in Troy's back. He had never been treated so rudely before, and yet he found her bitchy attitude intriguing. Gabriella raised her head as well her chocolate orbs flashed with annoyance and her glossed mouth was pulled into a menacing scowl.
"Hello their miss Evans" Troy flashed his million-dollar smile, hoping to win this mystery girl over.
"It's Sharpay. What do you want!" She jeered bitterly; the rest of the gang took a few steps back, trying to put as much space as possible between them and the explosion about to erupt. That's when Gabriella saw him, the tall blonde boy with compelling crystal blue eyes, his brown truckers hat placed perfectly on his head, her glare subsidized and her scowl faded, revealing her truly beautiful features. Ryan locked eyes with the brunette goddess and instantly the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.
"Erm…well I'm Troy Bolton and—" Sharpay curtly cut him off, she let out a icy laugh that sent shivers crawling up Troy's skin.
"So you're THE Troy Bolton," the blonde growled with displeasure, her patience was running out. "Let me guess you and your air-headed friends over there are the schools golden group I have been hearing so much about. You're on all the trophies and awards and posters! You're all I have been hearing about for the last hour! I thought your principle would never shut up!" Sharpay spat, clearly not enjoying this little welcoming visit.
"I guess you're not to found of us eh Pay"
"DON'T call me pay ever again!" she seethed, Gabriella stared at her friend, her face expressing a range of emotions, shock, confusion and anger. She knew that Sharpay never liked being called Pay but she never knew why, her and Sharpay never talked about their lives before they met.
Troy let a sly smile slip onto his face, he slipped into the vacant seat next to Sharpay, he moved swiftly like a tiger stalking his prey. "All you had to do was ask…Pay"
Sharpay's eyes flashed with what Troy thought was sadness like she was reminiscing in the past but her emotions changed so quickly to hate and despise that it was impossible to tell. With in seconds the pissed off blonde had East High's basketball star pined down to the dirty cafeteria table, his arm bent painfully behind his back.