Hi you guys! Thanks for the reviews for my trailer. Here is the first chapter.
Disclaimer; I don't own High School Musical, but I do own the idea for this story, and I'm proud :p
Her Heartbeat
Chapter 1.
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Laugh when nothing's funny, Dance when there's no music,
Sing like you've never sung before, Love till it hurts,
Cry when you're sad, Smile when you're happy,
And always live each day like its your LAST
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Sharpay woke up to the padding of bare feet entering her room.
She knew who it was, but she didn't want to be easy to wake. It was always fun playing with little Brooke, because she got so scared when Sharpay didn't wake up.
She always believed life had been taken away from her.
"Pay…?" a soft voice breathed right next to her ear, calming her rapidly beating heart. It always did that in the morning. Beat like hell.
"Pay?" she spoke again, this time brushing her fingers softly over Sharpay's cheek.
Sharpay tried hard not to smile. It was tough though, because she loved that little girl so damn much, and she just wanted to sit up and grab her. And tickle her to death.
But she loved teasing her too.
"Sharpay!?" Brooke squealed, her voice getting higher, "Are you there? Sharpay!?"
Sharpay didn't respond. She took a silent breath, trying not to let Brooke notice.
"Sharpay?!"
This time Brooke started shaking her. She placed her little hands on her shoulders and started shaking. Hard.
When nothing happened, the little girl took a step back, a scared look in her eyes. She looked at Sharpay for about a minute, but then she turned around and stumbled downstairs; "Mommy!?" she yelled, "Mommy! Sharpay's not moving!"
Sharpay immediately knew she'd crossed the line, but sometimes she couldn't help it.
She sighed and sat up in her bed, getting ready for the outburst, she knew was coming.
She heard feet move up the stairs, reaching her bedroom, and ten seconds later she found Becca Evans in the doorway, with Brooke behind her. The little girl had tears streaming down her face, and a horrid look in her eyes.
"Sharpay Evans!" Becca yelled, stamping into the bedroom, "You gave me a fright! What have I said about doing this? It's not fair!"
"Sorry." Sharpay mumbled, looking at her hands, ashamed. Then she looked up and caught Brooke's eyes, "Come here, Brookey. I'm sorry, you want a hug?"
Brooke nodded, sniffing her tears a little. She stepped into Sharpay's open arms and Sharpay dried her tears away, "You don't have to get so scared, Brooke. I'm only messing with you, you know I love to do that, right?"
"But I cant help it…" Brooke said, her voice small, "I love you Pay, I wont have you dead. I'm gonna be so sad."
Sharpay smiled, adored by the little girl with so many thoughts in her head, "Oh, but I wont die." She promised, "I'll be here with you many years from now."
"How many?" Brooke asked with big, brown eyes, which reminded Sharpay so much of her own, "250 years yet?"
"Of course!" Sharpay said, "I'll easy reach 250 years! I have a health better than anyone."
"You promise?" Brooke pouted.
"I promise." Sharpay smiled and hugged the little girl.
"All right you two." Becca interrupted, "Breakfast is ready, and I think Ryan mentioned something about going to school early, Shar."
Sharpay looked at Becca, surprised, "Really? Did he say why?"
"Something about an audition sign-up…" Becca said, not really sure of anything, "I think he needed to speak to Mrs. Darbus because the dance Kelsi required isn't one you're capable of doing, so he wanted to hear if it was ok for the two of you to do something else."
"Oh…" Sharpay's face fell, "I'll just shower quickly then." She looked at Brooke again, love in her eyes, "I love you Brookey, you're aunt Pay's favourite girl, right?"
Brooke nodded and followed her mother down the stairs.
Sharpay stood up and went into the bathroom across the hall from her own room. She looked at herself in the mirror, placing a shaking hand on her beating heart. She took a deep breath a held it there. It usually calmed her down.
It did.
She smiled at herself, that glimpse in her eye. She bend down and found the drawer with the label which said ´Sharpay´.
She opened it, and looked at her pills.
"It's Monday…" she told herself, "I need that one, and… that one." She snapped the two boxes and opened each of them. Then she let two pills pop out and placed them by the sink. She found her cup and filled it water.
Taking the pills into her mouth, and a sip of water, she smiled at herself in the mirror again, and swallowed.
Taking off her clothes, she stepped into the warm shower.
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She threw her bag by the entrance to the kitchen and waltzed inside, sitting on one of the chairs.
"Morning Shar!" Ryan greeted, a huge bite of toast in his mouth.
"Close your mouth Ryan!" Matt said, "You're gonna give Brooke and Ben some bad habits."
Ryan smiled apologetic to the 35 year old man and nodded, "Sorry, Matt."
Sharpay giggled and ruffled Ben's hair, "Morning Benny boy, how are we today?"
The 4 year old smiled and looked at her with bright eyes, "I'm good Pay."
"That's good to know." Sharpay smiled and kissed his head. She turned to Ryan and looked at him; "What was that about the audition?"
"Uhm," Ryan paused and swallowed his mouthful, "I just got the dance moves from Kelsi, Shar, and… And I wont let you do them. They're too much exercise."
"Oh…" Sharpay paused, "But I haven't seen them, and I'm the one who will be most qualified to make that decision."
"No, Sharpay…" Matt interrupted, "I looked at it last night, I wont let you do it either."
"Me neither." Becca said, not even looking up from the lunch boxes she was making for her kids.
Sharpay sighed and rolled her eyes. They knew how to handle this. If she was the last one to know, they could deny her. She didn't want to argue though, so she looked at Matt; "Ok, you win. But I need you to sign this too, Matt." She handed him a piece of paper.
"Oh," Matt said, finding a pen, "A note to pass gym. I see doc. G has already signed this."
"Yeah," Sharpay mumbled, "Along with all the other ten thousand I have in my desk drawer."
"There you go." Matt smiled and handed her the note.
"We need to go." Ryan said, placing his cup and knife in the sink.
"Yeah," Sharpay said and stood up too. No-one commented on her not eating a bite, since it was a normal sight in the Evan's House. Sharpay wasn't very hungry in the morning.
"Have a good day!" Becca waved, by the slam of the door.
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"Mrs. Darbus?" Ryan questioned, knocking awkwardly on the doorframe to the classroom.
Mrs. Darbus looked up and smiled by the sight of one of her favourite students, "Oh Ryan! Don't stand there! Come grace me with your presence!"
Ryan nodded and slowly made his way towards Mrs. Darbus, who was currently writing something in her book, "I needed to ask you something about the audition."
"Yes," Mrs. Darbus said, "I assume your dear sister and you will show us all what show business is?"
"Actually…" Ryan said, "It's about the dance moves Kelsi has required. We wont be able to do them, so I was hoping it was ok to do something else?"
Mrs. Darbus looked up, a surprised look covering her features; "Why not, Ryan? Dance moves have never been a problem for the two of you?"
"Well…" Ryan trailed off, not knowing how to put it, "Those dance moves weren't the same as these ones. We can't do them, for a lot of reasons, it's really too much exercise."
"Too much exercise for what?"
"I can't say." Ryan said, "But can we? Can we do something else?"
"I'm sorry, Ryan." Mrs. Darbus said, "But Kelsi decides it, after all, it is her musical. If you can't do the dance she wants, then you can't audition."
"But, Mrs. Darbus-"
"Enough said, Ryan!" she hollered, "That's the way it is. But there's always the singles audition. There's no dance moves there."
"Yes, Mrs. Darbus." Ryan whispered, slowly leaving the classroom.
Mrs. Darbus followed him with her eyes, wondering what was up with him. The Evans twins never let down an audition.
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"Are you ready, Gabby?" Taylor questioned, tying her shoes.
"Yup, two seconds." Gabriella said, just finishing bracing her hair.
"C'mon, hurry!" Taylor giggled, dragging Gabriella with her into the gym. It was gym class now. Girls only.
Taylor looked around, there wasn't many of the girls in this class who exactly loved gym. Taylor herself wouldn't say that she hated it, she simply used the phrasing ´least favourite´. That worked anyway. She stopped her thoughts when Sharpay caught her eye. She was sitting on a bench by the entrance, starring into space.
Taylor nudged Gabriella between the ribs, "Gabby!?"
"Yeah?" Gabriella said, a huge smile on her lips, "What's up, Tay?"
"Do you ever wonder why Sharpay only has gym class, like… 2 times a year?"
Gabriella looked at Sharpay, not understanding why Taylor suddenly found that interesting, "I don't know." she honestly said, "I bet she probably just gets her dad to write a note for her."
"Hmm, no." Taylor said, shaking her head, "She can't do that. It's only accepted 4 times a year, otherwise you need to have it signed by a doctor."
"Well, then she probably paid her doctor to sign it." Gabriella said, rolling her eyes, "Why does this suddenly matter, Taylor?"
"Well…" Taylor trailed off, biting her lip, "I just find it odd. I mean… To get out of gym you need a really good reason."
"She has a good reason, Tay!" Gabriella said, "She don't want to ruin her nails."
Taylor ignored Gabriella's remark, and watched as their teacher talked to Sharpay. They both smiled and nodded, as Mr. Damon (their teacher) read the note, and gave Sharpay a reassuring smile.
Sharpay laughed at that point, and leaned back against the wall, as Mr. Damon approached the part of the class which were having gym.
"Okay!" he said, "Let's get started!"
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Troy looked around the cafeteria, taking everything in.
The world was new for him. It was like his eyes had opened up again. He was allowed to talk to girls, to check them out.
He was glad that he had finally broken things off with Gabriella.
She had been so annoying towards the end. Incredibly jealous, and on his back all day long. She was there during basketball practise, she wanted to be together everyday after school, leaving Troy with no time for his buddies.
She had been sweet, smart, beautiful and all, but he couldn't say that he was sad that it was over.
The only thing he was sad about, was not having a girlfriend, but that could easily happen again.
He was more confident now.
He shot a look towards the table where all the cheerleaders were sitting, and shot them one of his charming smiles. They all immediately broke into giggles.
"Checking out the fields again, huh Bolton!?"
Troy turned around and came face to face with none other than the Ice Queen. "Yeah," he said, "I'm allowed to do that now."
"I wasn't being judgemental." Sharpay defended, "I was just thinking how sorry I would be for those girls if you got your hands on one of them!"
Troy ignored her, and decided to change the subject, "What are you doing here, anyway?" he crossed his arms, "You girls have gym class now."
"Yeah well," she took a seat next to him and gave him one of her rare smiles, "I'm not having gym today, and Mr. Damon felt bad for me, having to sit there and watch the other girls have so much fun. When sadly I'm not aloud to do gym."
Troy laughed at her clear dismay for their gym teacher and his words. It was fun how she would make fun of him, and not be bothered at all.
"And then he suggested I do some homework at the library." Sharpay continued, "Uhm, excuse me; not gonna happen!"
Troy laughed again, "Why don't you have gym?"
"That's for me to know, and you to find out, Bolton." Sharpay said, giving him one of those glares that clearly said, ´But you never will!´.
"All right then." Troy bit his lip, "So, are you and Ryan signing up for the next audition?"
Sharpay looked at her hands and then up and him, clearly not comfortable "I don't know." she admitted.
Troy paused, "What?" . He must have heard incorrectly, "The Evans Twins not signing up for an audition? What happened!?"
Sharpay rolled her eyes, "It's just the dance Kelsi wants the pairs to do. Apparently Ryan doesn't think I can manage."
"You?!" Troy exclaimed, "Sharpay Evans; not able to manage? Well, there's some news."
Sharpay giggled a little, "Yeah, we'll see. If I get the last word, we will be doing the audition." She stood up and flopped her hair over her shoulder, "See you later, Troy. Tootles!"
She casually waved at him, and slandered out of the cafeteria.
And Troy found himself unable not to watch her leave.
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Sharpay threw herself on her bed, her heart beating rapidly.
She breathed in and out, trying to steady herself.
She really shouldn't play hide and seek with Brooke and Ben – she only got herself into trouble. She just couldn't say no to them. They really had a power over her, that she didn't like.
Well, better them than someone else, that was for sure.
She turned around so she was resting on her stomach, and buried her head in her pillow. She took a deep breath and screamed into it, hoping that no-one would hear her.
Sometimes she just needed to get it all out.
She didn't have a bad life. Far from, but sometimes she just wished that she could be like everybody else. That she could have a normal life, and not live in a bubble.
She just hoped that the bubble would burst one day, with a call of the phone.
But until then – she'd have to stay safe in her bubble, rapped in lots of layers.
Okay, so now I need you to move your lazy fingers and tell me what you think. You know, the review thingy? Yeah, I really need you to do that, since I need to know if I should continue this or not. I have the whole story in mind, so if you want to read it, it's pretty much just to write it. Please, tell me what you think?
Tootles, Stessa x3