Ever had a gravy-meat casserole dumped onto your head? Its not particually pleasant.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Gabriella screamed. Looking up, she saw the smirking Sharpay descending the stairs.
"I am so sorry!" She said, with a slight hint of fakeness. The biology teacher, Mr Keaton, came running over.
"What is going on here?" he asked.
Gabriella had tears running down her face. They weren't real tears though. "She just dumped her lunch on me!" Gabriella cried. "On purpose!"
"Why would I do that?" Sharpay cried. "I'm not you."
The cheerleaders all went "Oooo." They loved a good cat-fight. It definatly looked as if it was heading that way. If looks could killed, Sharpay and Gabriella would have both died a horirble death.
Mr Keaton stepped in. "Now look. Ms Evans said it was an accident. Ms Montez, it would do you good to forgive her." Gabriella just stormed off, Taylor in tow. She swore she heard Sharpay laughing.
"Why would she do something like this?" Taylor asked, helping Gabriella clean herself off in the girls bathroom.
"She's jealous." Gabriella washed her hair under the tap. "Great, now I'm going to smell like a hamburger all day."
"I've got a spare shirt in my locker. Its nothing special, but its clean."
"Thanks Taylor." Gabriella sighed. "At least it missed my jeans." She pulled off her tops, and proceeded to dry her hair under the hand dryer. Taylor ran off, returning with a basic green t-shirt. It really was plain. Remembering the cardigan, Gabriella pulled it out of her bag and put it on. God it felt nice! Wondeful, soft cashmere just covered her from head to waist. And the sparkles were fantastic. Sharpay did have a slightly good taste in some clothing items.
"Wow." Said Taylor, rubbing the cardigan. "You know, Sharpay has something ver similar to this..."
"Oh." Said Gabriella, fixing her hair, and walking out of the bathroom with Taylor in tow.