A/N: Well guys here is the next chapter. I know that this is extremely late but I finished up my other fanfictions and I stopped writing out of doubts. So I haven't written in anything in about three months and am just coming back.
"It seems that this play is about this girl and guy who both attend a dance academy and after some events they are forced to work together despite their differences. It seems like a very good play, emotional, heart felt, it could really be good. Only if we work at it though
"I guess we have to meet up with Kelsey to learn...well everything." Sharpay said quietly.
"Are you okay?" Troy asked noticing how silent she was being.
"I'm fine. You never answered my question. Why was your dad acting so strange? He actually complimented me."
"I honestly have no idea why he was acting that way. I mean he goes straight from yelling at Gabriella, to dismissing a practice, to actually complimenting you. I don't know why he would like you over Gabriella."
He mentally smacked himself upside the head.
"I didn't..."
"Yes, you did Troy. You knew exactly what you were staying and all I have to say is that I thought our friendship meant more to you. Honestly friends don't do this to one another."
Sharpay walked off with her feelings hurt. Troy himself was distraught he never meant to say that to her. He honestly felt that she was a very nice person. He just honestly didn't understand why his father wasn't exactly the nicest to Gabriella sure he was nice to her after the play but since then he had no problem showing his dislike of her.
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"Mrs. Darbus do I really have to do this play?" Sharpay asked the next day after school. "I mean first of all I don't dance like the way the play is asking me to dance. I know how to coordinate moves but I'm no expert in ballet and on top of that I have to work with this...this..."
"I don't want to hear it. I picked the roles out because I honestly believed that this could be our greatest work. This showcase can be the one to show them that yes, the drama club is actually something more than a joke as everyone seems to think. This could be good for you to work on this, you have the drive to work on it and your acting skills are impeccable. I also mention that this is the longest script that we have ever worked with and everyone is working as hard as can be already two days into production."
Sharpay found it pointless to say that there was nothing visible of this supposed hard work.
"Mrs. Darbus since you put it that way I'll stay on the play. Even if that does mean I have to work with Troy. I'll at least try to work out my problems with him."
"Thank you. That's all that I ask of you. Now sit down let's begin practice. As you know I have already worked with Kelsey your schedule. During every free period you work with her on your ballet. As hard as it is to believe you also have to learn how to integrate your ballet with hip hop which Mr.Bolton is doing. Heavens knows how that will work out but I won't interfere with creative genious."
At Practice With Kelsey(Sharpay):
"Kelsey, I understand that your some kind of literary student genious at this school."
"Not really."
"But, why do I have to learn ballet. I actually have to dance ballet."
"Actually no, I told Mrs. Darbus ballet but in reality ballet is your training. You also have to learn how to do hip-hop with Troy."
"Is that all." Sharpay said letting out a breath.
"No, of course not, this is your schedule."
"This is all my weekends and afterschool until seven until..."
"Whenever the performance is which is in a month and a half. Some people have years to learn this and you have to pick it up in a few weeks and then I have to teach you the dances. Like I said earlier you will be doing ballet but only as an exercise, the real role of the girl your playing Sophie is a contemporary dancer. Let's get started with some stretches."
So they laid down on the mats in the center of what was the stage in the auditorium and started stretching.
The next day...
Troy caught Sharpay just as she was coming out of the girl's bathroom
Look Sharpay I don't want it to be like this. I didn't mean it like that I mean you are a great girl and any guy would be happy to have you. I just wonder why my dad is acting so strange he usually doesn't like any girls around me."
"It's probably since I've known you for so long that he's not afraid that you'll try something on me."
"So you ready to go I see your not really moving you've got to start your classes."
"Sure."
She went to the corner of the hidden wall and grabbed the crutch.
"What! Why are you on a crutch? I saw you just yesterday and you were fine!"
"Troy, stop worrying I had an accident at practice!"
"What kind of accident?"
She was practicing the jumps, turns, and footwork that Kelsey had taught her in the meantime. She had to learn a split also she was counting trying to get the timing right. Practicing one of the turns and adding a jump, which she accomplished but then at the same time didn't notice where she was landing her food buckling under the pressure falling. She hit a bar that was there during construction and fell on the wood floor her foot throbbing.
"Oh my gosh, Sharpay are you okay?" Kelsey rushed to her aid
"And that's how I ended up at the hospital where the doctor examined it."
"What did he say?"
"He said that I shouldn't have looked where I was going into the twist but besides that he says its some serious bruising. I knew that already since it hurt like hell and a heavy sprain. He bandaged it and gave me the crutches. He said it so simply like it was nothing but I can barely walk."
"You need any help?" Troy asked. "You know we have the same schedule so I can help you with whatever you need."
"Sure that would be a lot of help." Sharpay said relieved positioning the crutches trying to walk with them.
"I wouldn't bother with those things."
"Why not this is the only thing keeping me up besides hopping like a bunny!"
"You want me to carry you?"
"Do I want you to carry me?" Sharpay repeated shocked. "Why would you ask that? Wouldn't that be a bit strange?"
"What's strange about it? We need to be across the school and to our class in the next three minutes."
"Basketball really is good for something isn't it."
"I guess so. We don't want to make Ms. Davis upset."
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"How is work with the sets coming?" Mrs. Darbus asked.
"It's going fine we're having a little trouble with the hallway scenes but the offices and rehearsal studios are nearly there. They're all ready for rehearsals."
"Good. Troy, Sharpay how is your training with Kelsey going?"
"I've learned my hip hop and a little bit of the dances that I have to do with Sharpay."
"What about you Sharpay?"
"Mine have been halted due to my foot injury but I'm still watching Kelsey and memorizing the work that I have to do. It's slowly coming together though."
"You're acting out a dancer. Some dancers even though they have an injury they will work their feet even through the pain to gain agility and not to let the muscles stiffen over time. You should try it."
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"Is that her way of telling me to toughen up and practice through the pain because she says so."
"I think so." Troy said stretching also. "Where is Kelsey anyway?"
"Oh she wants us to start getting comfortable with one another."
"We play love interests in the play what do you think!"
"Oh, that close."
"Are you done yet?" Kelsey said, " I would like to get my practice started and get the dance down by today and practice it for the remainder."
"Sure."
"Kelsey, I have a question!"
"Sure Troy go ahead."
"I mean how close are we talking about us getting?"
"Your dancing together."
"I know that but is this one of those inspired by the emotions of the actors. So if you know who your character is then you will know how you have to feel"
"Well neither of them is slow but they do have to have feeling to them."
"And what exactly enabled you to create a dance like this?" Sharpay asked.
"I got very inspired!" Kelsey said. "Anyway I advise that you act like an actual boyfriend/girlfriend to get into it."
Troy and Sharpay looked each other up and down and then laughed.
"That's not happening."
"Okay then let's to practice one is to "Collide" the other is to um I don't know yet."
"How are we supposed to act like that though."
"You pretend that its Gabriella or whoever you like for Sharpay."
Little did she know that's exactly who she liked.
"Um sure."
"So you ready?" Troy said holding out his hand.
"Yes." Sharpay said taking it as she was pulled closer to him.
"Okay now the beginning is like your dancing at a ball. Troy your left hand goes on her waist, your right on her shoulder, the same for you Sharpay. Okay when the music starts bring your right hand out in a circle Sharpay and grab it and spin around to meet him sway with it until the chorus you get it?"
"Kind of I think!" Sharpay unsure even about her own unsure words.
"I'll be honest and say I got none of that." Troy said.
"Don't worry it'll make more sense when I go over it with you on the movements."
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"Tell me if you need anything?" Troy said dropping her off on the couch of her room. At first he was skeptical about letting her drive her own car but at the same time she insisted because then her car would still be at the school. All through the practice Sharpay had struggled to make it through and int he process she had somehow managed to make it swell again and was in extreme pain. He convinced her to let him take her home and even though he felt uncomfortable searching through her bag to find her key but it had to be done.
"Troy I promise I will be alright."
"If you say so. Call me if you want anything!"
"Okay but one thing that I wanted to ask."
'What is it?"
"Why is your dad acting so strangely?"
"I don't know but I will be sure to figure that one out." It was already at the top of his imaginary to do list.
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"What are you still doing here?" Troy asked Gabriella seeing her pace the hallway.
"I was waiting for you."
"Umm."
"I figured that we could go to the movies or something."
"I can't."
"What happened?"
"It's seven o'clock now and I need to finish up my homework and then practice with my dad."
"Oh, alright then." she said dissappointed.
"Okay." Troy said walking off.
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"Mom can you pass the potatoes?" Troy said looking down at his plate.
"Sure."
"What's got you so down son. I noticed you struggling with your homework."
"Oh no." Troy said debating with himself for a minute on whether or no he should ask. " Dad could I ask you something?"
"Why not?"
"Why don't you like Gabriella?"
"I have my reasons." he said evasively heading back to his meal of chicken, peas, and potatoes.
"Dad please."
He dropped his fork down on the wooden table making everyone present jump a bit.
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes."
"Okay I understand that you want her to be your friend or your girlfriend or whatever. I have no trouble with her being your friend but even as that she distracted you from what was important."
"If this is about basketball and the play."
"It's not about basketball and its not about the play. Your mother and I used to go every year before you were born. It's about you being yourself. Forget basketball for a second."
Troy gasped. His father had just said the words forget basketball. He knew he was being serious and had apparently put a lot of thought into this. How much he didn't know but he knew that this was an important conversation that he needed to hear out.
"...mind you singing for whatever but explore all your options. I have a feeling that she could affect more than your basketball if she was your girlfriend as you so put it."
"But dad she has only tried to be my friend and..."
"..AND what has she gotten you. Detention on your first day back from winter break."
"So why isn't Sharpay on this list. Why aren't you defending me against her 'evil ways'." Troy said rolling his eyes.
"I should be punishing you right now for that but I will explain it to you plain and clear. Sharpay's family and ours have been close friends for years and when her mother died she got a little lost. You and I both know that she is a sweet person underneath the person that would always come over from her house with those 'sunshine' oatmeal cookies that her mother used to bake before she died. And we both also know that she can be a bit snippy when she wants to be. The point is that we know here and your mother and I know her."
"I get it a little bit better."
Troy was up in his room thinking about everything that his father had told him. He sometimes wondered if his father was right about Gabriella and he was taking a chance when he thought about getting together with her. Maybe he should be giving her the benefit of the doubt and try to figure things out on his own despite what his own father had said about her. And then the other part of him asked if he would ever feel the same way about her. The things that his father said ingrained in his brain possibly forever and left him feeling like a hypocrite. The one thing that he did know for sure was that there was a ring of truth to one thing that he said. He didn't know Gabriella at least not as well as he knew Sharpay.
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"Ryan get over here." Sharpay said from the couch flipping channels. She was trying to find something good to watch on television.
"Sharpay just because you hurt yourself at practice does not give you an excuse to boss me around anymore than you usually do. Gosh that looks bad. " Ryan said kneeling down to look at her still black and purple foot." I thought that the doctor said it would have gotten better by now."
"I know but I was practicing while it was still bruised."
"And I thought she also told you not to use that foot."
"I had to the play was at stake."
"I know it hurts to say but there are more things important than plays. For example your health."
"You know that the theater and the auditorium at school is the only thing that's good in our lives right now. The pain is worth not coming back here for as long as possible. If it wasn't for Aunt Julie I don't know where we'd be right now." Sharpay said not paying any more attention to the television about to cut it off. There was a crashing sound and then the breaking of glass.
"What the hell?" Sharpay said moving to get up and check on what was going on upstairs but the pain shot through her leg as she hissed in pain.
"No Sharpay I'll check on him you stay tight and I'll get you some ice."
"Thank you."
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