Ryan Evans was in shock. The news of the death of his Uncle had hit him like a ton of bricks. He remembered waking up that morning, throwing open his windows and singing to himself. It had started off as a beautiful day. But it had all started to change around midday. His twin sister, Sharpay had seemed a lot more down than usual. To those outside of their kinship, Sharpay was the most confident, popular person that they had ever met. However, Ryan knew the truth. She needed the fame, the success, the applause, to be able to cope with life. Only with Ryan was she honest about who she really was. The real side of her only came out behind closed doors. Her deep depression at the loss of her boyfriend Zeke had not surprised Ryan, but it had made him feel more sympathetic towards her. He, just like their Uncle, had died in mysterious circumstances. After his death she had started drinking, but this was the worst Ryan had ever seen her.
He remembered her words exactly. They kept spinning around in his head, not sinking in. "Ryan, sit down. I've just had a phone call and there is something important I need to tell you. Uncle Rich is dead". He felt empty inside, not knowing how to deal with the pain it had caused him. Sharpay had started to drink heavily when Zeke died, but now she was on the verge of passing out. He wouldn't drink, he couldn't handle it.
And then it hit him. He knew exactly what he would do. He would call Kelsi. His best friend. The only person he trusted with his secret. The only person he could trust in the world right now. No, ho couldn't call her. He would go see her. The only way to deal with the pain. He would talk face to face with his best friend.
He left the house and arrived at Kelsi's twenty minutes later. He walked up to the door, knocked three times and waited. Kelsi opened the door with a look of surprise on her face."Ryan! I wasn't expecting you! How are you? You look terrible.""You wouldn't believe me if I told you.""Try me." Kelsi laughed, knowing that Ryan knew what she meant."Can I come in? I'm not right at the moment Kels. I need a friend and Shar is just getting wasted. Again.""Of course, Ry. Make yourself at home. You're always welcome. Now, what can I do for you?"
Ryan stared at her with a blank look in his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it again. Kelsi placed her hands on the sides of Ryan's head. She closed her eyes and, concentrating, suddenly found herself inside Ryan's mind, watching the events of the past few hours unfold before her very eyes. She cycled through the memories and in an instant was done. She opened her eyed and pulled her hands back, unsure of what to do next. She looked at Ryan, embraced him in a hug and held him close. She could feel the tears running down his face, knowing that the tragically elegant, broken figure she was holding could only be saved by one person. Troy Bolton.
After Ryan had fallen asleep, Kelsi set to work. She meditated upon the image of Troy Bolton, opening her mind to let the energy in. She could feel his mind drawing closer, until she was pulled inside of it. This time, she filtered the memories, allowing only ones involving Ryan to come through. She looked through them, hoping that something would be in there. Searched and searched until she found what she was looking for. The secret to fixing Ryan.
She broke her meditation and gently woke Ryan up. With a giant smirk on her face, she proudly announced "It's a good thing your best friend is telepathic!"