In Her Veins

I slept in my room last night. I got to the university in about an hour (much too short for my liking), and went straight to the admissions office, to get my room number and key.

"Yes, Sharpay Evans" the woman said in her short and stout voice. I went to the room, and slept on the floor, with a few of the boxes and things I'd packed in the car. It is about 9 am and the movers just showed up, they're starting to bring in all my stuff. I'm so happy. It's officially, a new me.

Just as the movers, a little loud for top dollar, were bringing in my bed frame, making more noise as ever, a boy came out into the hall. Screaming.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?" he yelled, with a gorgeous yet furious look on his face. Who is this boy? He was semi tall with bronze hair, spiked in all directions; it reminded me of the lead character in my favorite vampire novel. He had hazel green eyes, and was lanky, yet muscular at the same time. He wore only his boxers and a big "Glamour Kills" shirt.

"Uhm, Excuse me... Barbie! Why don't you tell your little servants to shut the f*** up while I sleep!" he bitterly barked at me. He then slammed his door.

Ugh, the first person I meet here, and they slam the door at me. GREAT! The movers finished unpacked my boxes, and I began on the bigger task. Unpacking and decorating. Good, thing I knew exactly where everything was and where I wanted it to be in my new room. I'd finish by tonight, leave for San Diego tomorrow morning, and be in heaven for 2 ½ weeks, until school started. At about 5:00, I headed down to the cafeteria, with cash, hoping I wouldn't need my food plan number with me. I got some pizza, and juice, and the man at the cash register winked at me. He looked about my age! So I sat down at a table, salting my pizza heavily. As I went to take the first bite, the boy at the register came over to me,

"You really shouldn't use so much salt." he said, smiling at me.

"I've always been this way, I can't help it. Everything's so bland without salt." I admitted, this boy was okay. Not hot, but not ugly. He was cute in a kind of boyish way, with bright red hair in a crew cut.

"I'm Kale." he held out his hand. I made a mental note, so that I wouldn't forget it and seem like a complete jerk forgetting his name the next time I saw him. I had to be normal me. Which I was worried would be a lot harder than I thought. I feel so vulnerable.

"Sharpay." I shook his hand lightly, before returning to my fabulous pizza.

"OH! So you're my new neighbor!"

"Huh?"

"Yeah, me and my best friend Katie live in the dorm next to you, we were going to come over and welcome you, but I got called in to do dinner duty." he explained.

"Isn't rooming with the opposite sex against dorm rules?" I asked.

I really had no place to ask, since Daddy did get me a room by myself. But still, I was allowed to be curious.

"Yes, but, we're kind of brother and sister so… we are an exception."

I nodded, and sipped my juice.

"As are you!" he added, raising one eyebrow.

"Yeah, well…I've got a lot of stuff, and I know most student have to leave it all at home. But my twin brother has been by my side my whole life, so my dad called the school to get me my own room. He thought the least he could do to make sure I was happy, was let me bring my stuff with me." I went on.

"Well, I got to get back, but it was nice meeting you. Katie and I will have to come over and Welcome you anyways!"

"I'd like that." I smiled.

He walked away and helped some other students. I exhaled, sighing. Maybe, it wouldn't be so hard. Sure, that boy in the hall this morning was rude. But, anything's better than East High.

I walked back to my dorm. Finished unpacking most of my things, and went to sleep. It was 10:00. Yet, I was exhausted. I plugged in my laptop on my nightstand that was now next to my bed, and checked my face book and email.

I had two messages from Ryan, saying he missed me already. One from Dad, saying him and Mom loved me, and that they hope the movers handled everything carefully, and that they'd be calling soon, to check up on me in San Diego. One, from the Sharpettes saying that they decided to all go to Lava Springs because they felt more "with" me there. And one from Troy. I was almost tempted to delete it without even opening it. But I gave in.

It said.

Dear Sharpay,

I'm sorry, about what happened at Zeke's party. And I'm sorry for the last conversation we had. I really do care about you. But, I understand, that you don't want anything to do with me. I finally broke up with Gabriella. And, now I'm even contemplating on going to U. of A next semester, instead of Berkley. Let me know what you think of that. Otherwise, you don't have to respond. If you don't I won't email you again. I just wish you luck in college. I know you'll shine, and reign, just like you did at East High. I've seen the change in you Shar. I know the real you. I hope you believe me. I do care.

But, I promise, I won't bother you again. Have fun in San Diego. And be careful at school, I know you'll be fine; it's in your veins.

Sincerely,

Troy

That's right...

I'll make it...

Strength runs in my veins.