"Well. This is it." Alyssa said standing in front of their new million-dollar home. "What do you guys think?" She looked at her two children, expectantly.

"Its gorgeous!" Sharpay squealed. She hugged her mother tightly and looked up at the house again. "I love it." Maybe moving won't be so bad.

"Ryan?" Alyssa waited for his response.

"It's nice." Ryan replied quietly. He kicked a pebble and walked back inside the car to unload some of their things the movers wouldn't bring.

Sharpay stood stiffly on the sidewalk. She looked at the spot her brother was previously standing.

"Don't worry sweetie." Alyssa walked over to her daughter and rubbed her back. "He'll come around." But it seemed as though Alyssa was trying to convince herself then her daughter.

"Sure he will." Sharpay blinked away the oncoming tears and tried to perk up. It wasn't hard though. Troy had been on her mind ever since the day at the gas station.

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Sharpay gave her hair one last brush before knocking on the door, adjoining her twin brother's room.

"Ryan?" Sharpay waited for a response before continuing. After she heard a low grunt, she went on. "I'm ready to go. Do you want me to drive?"

"I'm walking." Ryan called from the other room.

Sharpay sighed. She knew his plan. He would pretend he didn't know her. He would avoid her at all costs. But that wouldn't be very hard; he already did that at home. "OK, Ryan. If you need a ride, I'm always here." She took a look in the mirror. She looked at her white miniskirt, her baby blue polo and matching flats. After readjusting her blue and white headbands, she pulled her hair back into a high ponytail. Sharpay grabbed her backpack and hopped down the stairs.

Just because Ryan is acting like a jerk doesn't mean I can't be excited for my first day of school, right?

Sharpay met her brother as she sat down at the kitchen counter. Ryan was chewing on an apple and reading the comics from the newspaper. He looked up as she sat down.

"You look like a slut." Ryan said bluntly. He tossed his apple in the trash, yelled goodbye to Alyssa, and walked out the house.

Sharpay stared at the door from which her brother had just exited. She looked down at her outfit. I really do look like a slut.

Sharpay ran up the stairs and changed quickly. She put on her baggiest pair of sweats, an oversized sweater and running sneakers. She washed all the makeup from her face and took a normal backpack, not the Chanel one she had been planning to use.

There. Nobody, not even Ryan can say I look like a slut.

Pleased with herself, she ran into her mother's room, kissed her goodbye, and began the short drive to East High School.

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"Who is that?"

"She looks strangely familiar."

"She just looks strange to me."

"Ugh, another nerd? Come on now, shouldn't they make special schools for them?"

Sharpay walked along the hallways, shoulders hunched, fast-paced. In her old school, she was very popular. She was friendly, nice, outgoing, and was a natural-born leader. But she was new here. Sharpay would have to learn their rules before she would change them.

"So, I asked him if he wanted to eat at that pizza place." Gabriella explained. Gabriella Montez; everyone knew her. Everyone liked her. She was perfect in every way. She was gorgeous. She had nice hair, nice eyes, nice grades, nice personality, everything about her was just plainnice. It was sickening. Sickening how perfect she was.

"Which one? The one by Sanford or the one near Anastasia's?"

"Sanford. So like, he told me he was busy with Bryan and Gerald. He said he was playingbasketball. I didn't know playing basketball meant sticking your tongue down your ex-girlfriend's throat. I feel so bad for Sarah. She totally fell for him."

Sharpay was walking towards her 5th period class, and Gabriella was walking the opposite way. Naturally, Gabriella wasn't watching where she was going; she had Amber, her lackey, to do that. Sharpay; she was checking she had all her supplies, so she wasn't watching where she was going. So the inevitable happened.

"AHH!" Gabriella cried before she tumbled to the ground. "Who the fuck was that?!" She screamed before getting up. She dusted her khakis and turned to glare at the embarrassed Sharpay.

"Don't you watch where you're going?!" Gabriella pointed an accusing finger.

"Don't YOU?!" Sharpay may not have been so confident in herself at this new school, but she had attitude, sass, and she was never one to retaliate in a fight.

Gabriella smirked before responding. "Listen, new girl. You may not know who I am, but—"

"Oh, I know who you are. You're the supposed 'angel of East High.' Aren't angels supposed to be pretty? 'Cause right now, I'm looking at you, and I haven't seen anything uglier." Sharpay felt she had to take that back. She didn't want to build her reputation as being bitch.

Gabriella had a strange look on her face. It was between an 'Oh-no-she-didn't' look and an 'I-can't-believe-someone-actually-had-the-guts-to-stand-up-to-me' look.

"Come on Amber. I don't have time for unimportant hoes such as this one."

Sharpay held back the urge to jump on Gabriella and show her how much of a hoe she really was. The crowd began to disperse. Sharpay sighed and picked up her books and began to walk to her class when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She turned around.

"Sharpay?"

"Troy?"

Yeah, so, I should have said something on the last chapter, but before...I kinda didn't know how. Its my first time, folks.

Anyway, I really like where this story's going and I think you will too. TROYPAYNESS makes me giggle...uncontrollably. Sorry for the short chapters...ehh thats how I am. Yah digg:-)