It was like, 8:30 and I was at Troy's house, I had changed into shorts and a tank top and was crashing in their guest room, across the hall from Troy's room. Mrs. Bolton came in. "Are you comfy?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said. I was looking out the window to see my house next door. There were people standing on front of it and they were all 'observing' my home. Apparently they thought Ryan was a drug addict as well as an alcoholic.

She walked over to me and patted my back reassuringly. "It'll be fine, whatever they find." She said.

"I know." I said. Trying to sound sure.

"Mom?" Troy called from the doorway.

Mrs. Bolton smiled. "I'll go make dinner for your father, you two can have a moment." She said happily. She was aware of our past as friends.

Troy entered the room cautiously. I smiled, I knew he thought I was fragile, I probably was… I was just exceptional at hiding it. "Hi." He said.

"Hi." I said dumbly. I looked down, it was really hot outside despite the time of year, but I sill felt weird wearing short shorts and a tight tank top on front of my long time best friend who I all of a sudden have a crush on. I pushed my hair back into a high pony tail, I felt a blast of cool air into the room, the air conditioning had just turned on and was not on at full blast yet. "Thanks for letting me stay with you." I said.

"No problem, I wanted you to stay." Troy said, then mildly blushed. I smiled, it was like we were both begging to flirt with each other, but no one dared.

"I missed hanging with you, you know? Like hanging out like this." I said.

"Yeah, I missed you too." He said. All of a sudden something lit up inside of me. He didn't just miss laughing with me, or playing paintball with me. He missed me as a whole… including my occasional dramatic fits, my outer layer that protected me from getting hurt constantly, he missed it all. I gave him a warm smile and Troy smiled back, his stormy blue eyes gave away his happiness to be in the same room as me again, I'm sure my mysterious brown eyes (or so I've been told) did the same. "Listen… Sharpay." He said.

"Yeah?" I asked, smiling like a moron.

Troy seemed tongue tied "Did you ever think that… maybe that kiss wasn't-"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This was like… either the answer to my prayers or my worst nightmare. I couldn't breathe for like, a minute, my heart started pounding in my ears and the heat seemed to go up like ten degrees. "Um…" I looked at Troy's face, it was blanks, sort of nervous, sort of surprised, but mainly blank.

"Okay, visiting hour is over." Troy's mom said, she was standing at the door with Troy's dad. "What was going on in here it was dead silent?"

"Staring contest. I bet him that I was still more focused." I said. Troy didn't move, he was still in shock.

Troy's dad smiled. "Okay, well let's get to bed. Troy, wake up early for some warm ups, we have to work hard before basket ball season if we want to stay at the top." He said. Once again, I noticed that he used the word we. Troy hated it when he did that, it made him feel like both of their dreams were up to him. At least that's what Troy told me when we were friends.

"Okay dad." Troy said weakly, he really almost wheezed it.

"Are you okay? You're not sick are you?" He asked.

Troy shook his head, not even bothering to talk anymore. He cleared his throat and smiled briefly in my general direction before bolting from the guest room, closely dodging his parents. They gave me a strange look ad I shrugged. I couldn't get to sleep that night, I was cool enough but I felt like I needed to make a choice, it was the worst choice I've ever had to make.

This is insane. First, I don't even believe I love, next I find myself falling for the least likely guy ever, then I find myself living in his house and having to choose whether to keep my safe normal life and not be with Troy. Or I could go with Troy, and possibly lose all my structure. I didn't need this... not now anyways. I was so torn between it all, I could barely function. I didn't eve know if Troy loved me like I loved him, but still part of me would jump at even half a chance at Troy. Did I just use the word love? Was this love? I don't know. I probably never will, but still, even with all those doubts, I was still torn, most of me wanted Troy, but the rest of me was enough to keep my feet on the ground. All those thoughts swirling in my head kept me awake. Luckily/ unluckily I wasn't alone. I could hear Troy across the hall, pacing back and forth. And why wouldn't he be? He was the one seeing someone. I could see him through his opened door, and there was a brief, deadly moment when our eyes met, we both knew what we were thinking about, but we had to avoid each other. It was just as scary as when I came home and the house was on fire. Only now, it was us, and we couldn't do anything to stop it.

I woke up early that morning (surprisingly… I have no clue how I got to sleep) at like six. I washed my hair, blow dried, manicured, pedicured, dressed, accessorized, and picked the perfect pair of shoes before anyone else was up. I ended up in a jean mini skirt, a plain black tank top and a loose My Chemical Romance hooded jacket (yes… I listen to them) and vans shoes. I looked okay… if you were into that sort of thing (which East High wasn't). I checked the mirror and left, nearly colliding with Troy in the process. Despite having a hard night, I looked refreshed and rested… unlike him. It was obvious that he just woke up, the bed head was undeniable, especially with the shaggy hair style. I offered a half smile. "Hi." I said. What is with us and saying hi!?

"Sharpay." He said, as if he forgot I was temporarily living across the hall."Um… I-I think… um-"

"Troy! Hurry up and get dressed or you'll be late for school!" Troy's mom yelled.

Thank you Mrs. Bolton! Troy gave me an awkward smile and ran to the bath room. I felt stupid, like there were hidden cameras everywhere… it was like I half suspected him to be pranking me with Chad or something. It was depressing. I took my car to school since it had been inspected the day before and I had permission. I got to school and resumed my role as the invisible girl. Gabriella stayed away from me, just like nature intended, and for like, 10 seconds, my life seemed like it normally was. Then it happened. I got to my locker and someone had written in red marker and in big bold letters SLUT. Everyone stopped and stared. I was shocked. Who would write that? And why?

Gabriella and her tribe of mathletes all walked by. Gabriella stopped and frowned. "Isn't that your locker Sharpay?" She asked.

"Yeah Gabriella, I'm sure you had nothing to do with this right?" I scowled at her.

She gasped… and not one of her bad actress gasps, but a real one. "I swear! I had no clue!"

Taylor… the co-mathlete tribe leader. Stepped up and smirked. "I guess you can't melt solid ice." She said. "We all know what happened with you and Troy."

I tried my hardest to stay calm. I mean, what do I say? 'I like your boyfriend- maybe even love him and he likes me back'? NO! "Listen, what happened was-"

"A slutty mistake." Taylor said.

Gabriella turned to Taylor. "Did… did you do that?" She asked, almost fearfully gesturing to my locker. Her friend was pretty forceful.

"Someone had to show Sharpay what happens when bitches like her try to steal our boyfriends." She said coolly.

"Taylor! What's wrong with you?" Gabriella asked.

"Nothing. Its icy here you have to worry about. She kissed your boyfriend." Taylor said. This obviously affected Gabriella, but thank god it didn't mess up her morals. "What's wrong with you anyways? You can't use your drug addict brother and your sad story mom as an excuse forever!" She screamed in my face. That hurt. I didn't realize it, but a few tear drops slipped my eyes. "Oh. Is the ice queen crying now? I guess now she knows how it feels to be one of us. We don't have mansions or super rich daddies. We have to deal on our own! And when we try to help you? This is what happens! You use our trust to try to steal everything from us! Even though you already have everything!" She didn't know anything. I've met Taylor's family, and they didn't live in a mansion, but her parents were still together and actually knew that they loved each other. Her little brother was a junior high football star with a 4.0 grade point average and her sister graduated from Yale a year early to become a psychologist. Taylor fit in perfectly with her life. Her parents didn't expect her to be like her siblings but still, she did. It was like heaven, and she didn't even see it. "Why don't you just go and-"

"Just leave her alone Taylor." Someone said, stepping on front of me.

"Troy, she kissed you and practically broke Gabriella's heart." Taylor said. Gabriella faded into the background as her boyfriend defended me, not her. I felt bad, but a part of me that I couldn't get to stop, liked this feeling. Having someone to defend me, I've had a body guard for the first week when my parents divorced, and he couldn't defend me like Troy did that very minute. It was something I'd never had before, and I liked it, but still, I couldn't make myself feel totally safe around him. He was still Gabriella's boyfriend.

"Actually… I kissed her." He said.

This was the last thing Taylor needed to hear. She shook her head and backed away. Gabriella had already been gone, she was most likely crying in the girl's bathroom. "Thanks…" I started before I realized Troy was giving me that look, he was staring me down, just like he did when he was about to kiss me. I stopped breathing and just stood there, almost afraid to move. Troy stepped back and without even so much as a smile, he walked away.

A/N Wow… dramatic. School just ended for me, like a half an hour ago so I decided to put the final touches on this thing as a happy school is out present. I'm really getting into this story, usually I have trouble with plot consistency but this is actually one of those things that I can't stop writing.

Okay, I've had two great song suggestions that I'm thinking of using but if you guys have any more songs that you think I can use for the musical auditions for any character just tell me in a review. Thanx for the help!