Forbidden Beauty Chapter 14, a high school musical fanfic

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Disclaimer; I don't own High School Musical, and my friends, if that comes as a surprise, you really should watch the movie again. It's Disney that owns it, it says so in the beginning! (btw, I think I'm losing my mind ;p)

Forbidden Beauty

Chapter 14.

The audience was watching in excitement as Mrs. Darbus entered the stage, ready to start the Talent Show. Surprisingly, a lot of people had showed up tonight. Almost all of the students had brought their parents, and siblings, so the theatre was packed fully.

Troy was seated between his parents, with Gabriella and Mrs. Montez right next to them too. He was desperately trying to look around for Sharpay, but he hadn't been able to find her yet. She had probably been there early, and was sitting up front. He hoped her parents weren't there, and if they were, he hoped that he wouldn't run into them.

The first impressions he'd made, wasn't the best ones, and he didn't want Mr. and Mrs. Evans to comment on them in front of his parents and Gabriella. That would be right down humiliating.

"When are you on?" Gabriella asked, leaning her head forward a little, to look at him.

Troy checked the program, "Second last, Sharpay is right after me."

"Oh, Sharpay is singing?" Mrs. Bolton asked, "That'll be fun, maybe I can have a word with her after and invite her to dinner again. It was so much fun the last time. She's a really sweet girl."

Troy backed into his seat, when Gabriella's questionable eyes looked into his. He shot her a reassuring smile, and shook his head.

"What is she singing anyway?" Mrs. Bolton continued.

"Uhm," Gabriella looked into her program, "Some song named ´Butterflies Don't Lie´, I've never heard of it. Have you, Troy?"

Troy shook his head, even though he knew what it was for a song, "No," he said, "Maybe she has written it herself."

Gabriella broke into laughter, "Sharpay!? Writing songs? That's the funniest thing I've ever heard!"

"Well, if Kelsi can, Sharpay can too." Troy said.

Gabriella was about to reply, when Mrs. Darbus called their attention:

"Hi every each of you!" she hollered… who gave that woman a microphone? "I see we have a packed audience. But of course we do! I want to welcome you all, to the first Talent Show here at East High! The first person we have to show their talent, is Kate Johnson. She will play the tuba for us! Give her a big welcome!"

The audience applauded, Mrs. Darbus left the stage, and Kate entered, playing her tuba. Troy sat back in his seat, trying not to focus at her, and the next many ´talents´. The first 5 was boring and bad, but then it was Gabriella's turn. She sang Beyoncé's ´Irreplaceable´, and did a fair good job.

She was definitely the best so far, so she looked happy when she took a seat again.

They watched as a boy juggled, Kelsi played a difficult piece at her piano, Ryan sang, Martha Cox did hip hop, and a few of the basketball guys had thrown a show together, showing people that their skills with balls were more than just scoring baskets.

Then Mrs. Darbus announced it was Troy's turn, so he went onto the stage, and handed Kelsi the CD. He grabbed a mic and looked into the audience for Sharpay. He had been right earlier, she was sitting on first row, between Ryan and Drew. Urgh, Drew!

Her parents weren't there though, but he didn't know what he'd expected, they were never home, Sharpay always said so. They didn't have time. He shot her a smile, and said;

"This song is for someone really special. I think she may know who she is." He breathed out, "I just want her to know that I envy her and admire her so much."

Then the music began, and he placed the microphone in front of his mouth, and started singing:

"I lost myself at your show last night
Looking at the sparkling eyes
In the middle of a fresher crowd
You keep living like you're a movie star
But tell me who you really are
When the lights go down"

He shot Sharpay a look, making sure she knew, he was singing to her. He needed her to know. But he wasn't quite sure that she caught the hint.

"Baby you're a glitter doll
On the radio
I dissolve
In the stereo
You've got me
You've got me coming back for more

Pop princess hold my hand
Pop princess I'm a fan
Pop princess I need you now
Freak me out, turn me inside out
Pop princess make me smile
Pop princess drive me wild
Pop princess I need you now
So baby turn your love up loud"

He gave himself 100 percent in his performance. He really loved to sing in front of people, and it didn't scare him like it used to, he was more sure of himself now. He knew it was because of all the time he spent with Sharpay lately, she made him more secure of himself. And he loved that about her.

"You were hiding in a darkened stall
Waiting on your curtain call
Getting your piece of mind
But I was looking past the glossy stare
I knew who was really there
And I'd like to spend some time

Baby you're a glitter doll
On the radio
I dissolve
In the stereo
You've got me
You've got me coming back for more

Baby girl I think you're radical
But you're a star and I'm fanatical
Can we start something new
Just between me and you

Pop princess ohh
Pop princess ohh
So baby turn your love up loud
Pop princess ohh
Pop princess ohh
So baby turn your love up loud
Pop princess ohh
Pop princess ohh
So baby turn your love up loud
Pop princess I need you now
So baby turn your love up loud"

He stopped, and the audience immediately applauded him. He bowed and went down to sit with them again.

"Thank you so much, Troy!" Gabriella squealed, pulling him in for a hug. She had tears streaming down her face, "Thank you so much! I can't believe you sang that for me! I feel bad for not singing to you now!"

Troy froze. He couldn't believe she actually thought that he'd sung that song to her, "Yeah…" he whispered, "Because I sang for you. Of course I did. Who else should I sing for?"

They got quiet again, as Mrs. Darbus announced Sharpay Evans – the last person on.

Sharpay entered the stage gracefully, looking as radiant as ever. She grabbed a microphone and placed it by the piano. People watched in surprise – they had expected her to sing something along the line of ´Bop to the Top´, but it looked like she was playing the piano.

She sat down at the piano bench, and spoke into the microphone: "Hi to you all. Tonight I'll be singing and playing a song called ´Butterflies Don't Lie´. I wrote it myself, some time ago, and I wrote it for a guy, I really love. I love him with all my heart, and no," she giggled, "It's not Ryan."

The audience laughed.

"So…" she trailed off, "I think and hope he knows who he is. And, I pretty much wrote this myself, but there's few lines I got from a friend of mine. Believe it or not, I didn't think he was a poet, but it turned out that Troy Bolton knew exactly what to say, so… Thanks for the help, Bolton."

She started playing, and people watched her every move. She smiled to herself, and started singing, and you could tell that she was emotionally into the song. Her voice was beautiful, as always, but Troy believed that people thought it was really beautiful, because of the fact, that they weren't used to hear Sharpay sing like that.

She finished her song, and went down from the stage, people applauding her. She gave Drew a kiss, and waited for Mrs. Darbus to announce the winner.

"Well," Mrs. Darbus said, "Our teachers agreed pretty fast on a winner. We thought it was quite impressive and new to see her like this, and yeah, it can surprise no-one… The winner is Sharpay Evans! Come up here, honey!"

Sharpay smiled and stood up from her seat. She went onto the stage again, and Mrs. Darbus hugged the life out of her, handed her a rose and a gift certificate to ´Little Ms. Mommy's´.

"Wow," Sharpay smiled, "Thank you. It's not like I need this, but… uh, thanks!"

The audience applauded, and she went down to her seat, while the hall broke up.

"Congrats, honey!" Drew said, kissing her on the lips, "You were awesome!" he pulled her into a hug, and she hugged him back with all her heart. He was such a sweet guy.

"Listen Drew…" Sharpay said, hating what she was about to do. She actually liked him a lot, "We need to talk…"

"Let's go talk to Sharpay, Troy?" his mom suggested, watching the blonde girl from afar, "Who's the one she's hugging? Her brother?"

"Uhm, no!" Troy said, "That's her boyfriend. Drew, sweet fellow!"

"Oh…" his mother sounded disappointed, "Aw well, I'll invite her for dinner anyway. Do you think she'll mind? Tomorrow?"

"Mom, I'm busy tomorrow." Troy said, looking at Gabriella, "I have a date with Gabby."

"Oh, all right. Then we'll just say Sunday in stead!" she said, skipping down the hall to Sharpay, Ryan and Drew. Troy quickly followed, he wanted to make sure, she didn't do anything to embarrass him.

"…I understand." Drew said, "Totally fine. No hard feelings. I love you, Shar."

"I love you too." Sharpay smiled, pulling him in for a hug, "Talk to you later?"

"Yup!" Drew smiled, hurrying out of the school.

"Hey Sharpay!?" Mrs. Bolton said, "Thanks for the other night, it was so lovely to have you."

"Hi Mrs. Bolton," Sharpay said, turning on her innocent act, "Yeah, your food is lovely too."

"We were wondering if you wanted to join us for dinner again on Sunday?" Mrs. Bolton suggested, "It's nothing fancy really. Just the four of us. I'll make something tasty."

"That'd be lovely, Mrs. Bolton," Sharpay said, "Thank you very much."

"Great, I'll see you then?"

"Yes."

Mrs. Bolton turned to leave, but when Troy was about to follow, Sharpay grabbed his arm, "Step by tomorrow, and I'll have the perfect outfit ready for you for your date." She paused, "Just as a last teacher/student thing. Okay?"

"Okay," Troy smiled, "I'll be there around 4 then."

"Good." Sharpay smiled. She pulled him in for a hug, and he left her and Ryan there, finding his mom and dad.

Sharpay watched him leave, feeling a little hopeless.

Yes then! I finished another chapter! This was hard for me to write, and I don't even know why! ;p oh, but next chapter will be here as soon as possible though! And! I do have a few ideas for new fics already, plus the three fics I'm co-writing, so you wont get rid of me anytime soon! ;p

A word from our lovely Friends;

Rachel: You know, Ross, just keep making your jokes. How are you gonna feel if we actually do win?

Ross: Uh, you're not gonna win.

Rachel: Oh, I know, I know, the odds are against us, but somebody has to win, and it could be us! And then how you gonna feel? You know, we're gonna be all like "oh everybody, let's take our helicopters up to the cape" and you're gonna be all like "oh, I can't guys, I'll meet you guys up there, I gotta gas up the Hyundai"

Ross: Ok, I've heard myself on tape and I sound nothing like that.

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