One year later
It was odd, the moments when you thought of people, Sharpay reflected as she took a bow on the stage in Broadway. But then again, maybe it wasn't so odd; after all Gabriella was currently sitting in the front row. Just like Troy had wanted, at least according to his entry in her yearbook.
Make sure you get Gabi and me front row seats to your first Broadway show, superstar!
Sharpay had done that – to the best of her ability, anyway. She had mailed Gabriella two tickets to the show and decided not to dwell on the fact that Troy would not – could not – be attending.
Even a year after his death, Sharpay would sometimes catch herself thinking of him, of his ambitions – goals that he hadn't had nearly enough time to reach. But Sharpay realized, as she stood on the edge of a stage in Broadway, that she had accomplished her own dreams. Maybe, in some warped way, that would make a difference. As she caught the eye of Gabriella, who was sitting alone in the crowd, she sincerely hoped so.
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