K: Darbus is one crazy bird. But I do happen to get along with her on certain occasions. And now sitting in the drama room after school listening to her go on and on about my upcoming musical I have to respect her.

Considering the fact that my bike is ruined I'll have to wait around for my dad today. Great. But first there's Mr. Featherstone's music to take care of. I twirl my pencil around in thought for a moment. Hum? I wonder what the music teacher will have for me today.

Lost in my own wonder I drop my pencil. Quick as lightening there is Ryan. He picks it up and hands it to me.

"Thanks" I say.

"Welcome" He smiles.

And for some reason I see something I've never seen before. No one has looked at me that way. What does this mean?

"Miss Nelson!"

I shot up scared. "Y-Yes?" I squeak out.

"Would you care to share anything with us?" Mrs. Darbus says with a queer and angelic smirk.

"Um. I hope this-"

"That's great and now class…" Darbus interrupts.

I stop listening there. It doesn't bother me. I didn't have anything anyway. She dismisses us and I pack up reviewing and making sure all of my music is in place.

I walk out of the classroom to find the infamous twins discussing something or other. I walk by pulling my hair up in a tighter pony-tail, off to the salt mines of music.

R: I'am determined to get her to talk to me. I watched her walk by putting her hair up and suddenly I felt sure that it was time to suck it up and talk to the girl.

Sharpay was off with Zeke for the afternoon so the car and time to pass was all mine. Following her to the music room I watch her take out a key from her pocket and attempt to open the door, but having a little trouble.

K: Stupid door! Stupid key! Stupid everything! Getting fed up I threw my bag down and began jamming the damned key into the lock.

"Here… uh let me help you"

I turned around and there he was. Weird Ryan Evans.

"Um sure" I said handing the key to him.

He opens it with ease and the only sound is the door creaking open and our shadows forming in the dark room.

"Hey so I'm really happy that you got the musical this year."

I stare at him as he talks. Why is he talking to me? I can only nod and mutter a quick "thanks."

He smiles pleased with my answer.

"So what are you doing now?" He asks

Ok now I'm really freaked out. "Well I help Mr. Featherstone out with his new sheet music. I well I organize things and he lets me practice the piano." I finish and he looks into the room.

"You need any help?" He says with a shrug.

My mouth opens and closes. What am I suppose to say? No, I really hate you and your sister now leave me alone? Yea, yea that's what I'll say!

"Sure"

He seems really excited and walks into the room while I smack my forehead. I'm an idiot.

R: I'm utterly shocked that she agreed and that I actually asked her. I turn the lights on and very slowly it blinks and flickers till the room is lit.

Kelsi makes her way in checking Mr. Featherstone's desk and comes back with stacks and stacks of pages.

"Ok we you need to separate the music into categories like the saxophone music all in this pile. The clarinets over here and so on."

I nod and so we begin. The only noise is the sheets we were picking up and moving.

"Would you mind if I put on some tunes? I usually like something on."
I tell her that'll be great and she gets up and turns the radio on to the jazz station.

A piano is playing and a women with a very deep honey thick voice is singing. Hum. I like it.

We finish early and I sit in a chair and Kelsi does the same.

"This was fun"

She looks at me like I'm crazy. I swallow hard.

"Hey Ryan why uh why did you do this?"

I look at her and think quickly. "I just …well Sharpay is out with Zeke and I saw you and thought why not! I needed something to do anyway."

She seems satisfied with my answer and nods.

K: What the hell? He wants to sit here at school and help me organize music? This guy is really, really… nice?

"Hey do you need a ride home?"

I look at him and think carefully. "I'm waiting for my dad."

"Oh" He says slowly looking defeated.

And for some reason when I see his eyes lose that sparkle I feel like a complete jerk. Maybe one ride wouldn't hurt.

"But you know I really don't want to wait around so I'll take you up on that offer." I say it and he smiles big and wide.

I show him to my bike and he seats in the back just like before. I sit up front with him.

"Where do you live?"

I tell him quickly the address and he tells me he knows exactly where that is. And then there is silence.

"Can I turn the radio on?"

He smirks and answers. "Can't stand the quite? Do you always need something on?"

Is he flirting?

"To be honest music is my life." I say matching his sly grin.

He turns it on to my jazz station and I can't help but feel strange sitting next to him. But the strangest part of all is I like it.

We reach my house and I get out and just before I shut the car door I ask him. "Would you like to help me again tomorrow?"

Ryan lights up and nods fiercely. "Yes, yes I would love to!"

"Tomorrow then right after school see you there Ryan." I say as I close the door and run to my house.

After I watch him pull out of the drive way I let out a breath that I didn't know I was even holding. I just asked Ryan Evans aka Drama King to spend the afternoon with me tomorrow. I must be crazy…