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Ryan's POV

Ryan was about one mile away from school when he heard a vehicle pull behind him. He turned around and noticed it was Troy Bolton. He looked at the house he was next to, and noticed it wasn't anybody's house that he knew.

"Hey Ryan! Uhm…do you need a ride home?" Troy bellowed from the old truck.

Why would he want to give me a ride? Thought the confused blonde. "Uhm…sure! Thanks." He said as he opened the door to the rusty old truck.

"So why are you walking home? I thought you and Sharpay had matching Convertibles." Troy questioned as he pulled back onto the road.

"Oh well, she drove today and she leaves exactly five minutes after the bell. I got there in six so I had to walk, again." Ryan didn't look at Troy while he talked. He mostly looked out the window.

"I don't know how you could stand to live with her." Troy said with a small laugh.

Ryan looked over and watched the chocolate hair blow around Troy's face from the wind. "Well, I have my whole life. I guess you just get use to it." Ryan let out a small laugh. "Well, the mornings are rough when you first see her wake up. She looks like something out of a horror movie."

Troy laughed hard after the last comment. It made Ryan chuckle as well. "Well here we are man. See you around!"

Ryan got out of the truck and went up to his room. He couldn't wait to tell Sharpay about Ryan and his trip home, other than the horror movie comment.

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TROY'S POV

Troy pulled out of the long driveway and watched Ryan walk up the long walkway to his massive house. He couldn't get his math class off of his mind, and now he couldn't stop replaying the conversation Ryan and he shared. Ryan was easy to talk to and relaxed. He thought of the way the wind blew Ryan's hair softly.

What are you saying Troy? That you like him? What's wrong with you? Your dating Gabriella, a girl! You like girls! So that means your straight! Your not gay! You do not like Ryan Evans! He repeated the questions over in his mind. He couldn't figure out what had come over him. He never noticed Ryan Evans before, what made today so different. Why did it make him smile when Ryan looked at him in the car while he was driving.

Troy pulled into his driveway. He decided not to worry about the matter any longer. It was just an awkward day and he was ready for it to end. He walked into his house and seen his mom in the kitchen.

"Hey Troy, go wash up. Supper is almost done." His mother said with a smile.

"I'm not that hungry, I think I'm going to go to bed." He said calmly. He let out a small yawn.

"Something wrong? Are you sick? Bad day at school?" Her compassion turned to worry in less than three seconds.

"Nothings wrong, I feel fine, and school was great. I'm just really tired." He said with a small sigh.

"Well, that's no excuse. Now go wash up." She said sternly.

Troy walked up the stairs to his room. He looked at himself hard in the mirror. You don't like Ryan Evans. You don't like Ryan Evans. You don't like Ryan Evans. He repeated this to the mirror several times. How is it possible that I actually feel like this? Why the hell did he have to stare at me during math? Troy groaned in frustration.

"Troy! Get down here! Dinner's done!" His mom yelled.

"Coming!" He got up and went down stairs to join his family.

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Ryan walked into his room and sat his things down in a pile on the floor. He walked over to his double-king sized bed, and fell back onto it. He couldn't stop thinking of the ride home with Troy. Ryan has positive that he liked Troy, and in the back of his mind it felt like Troy liked him too. No Ryan! Don't get your hopes up! You can't fall for him. He's straight and taken by Gabriella. Who is a girl! He doesn't like guys and he definitely don't like you!

"Ryan!" He heard his sister's scream from her room.

"Coming Shar!" He yelled and got off of his bed and walked into her room.

"Ryan! What took you so long? I had to leave you!" She demanded with a stern look on her face.

"Kelsi stopped me. If you would've waited for thirty seconds I would have been there." He said with a half-smile. He meant it to be a smirk, but it didn't come off like that.

"Kelsi Nielson? What does she need to talk to you about? I told her to come to me on help with the upcoming musical!" She was loud. Ryan could tell she was stressed. She had an edge to her voice like she was going to crack at any minute.

"It wasn't about the musical. It was about math class." He said in a comforting tone.

"Math? What the hell do you know about math? Shouldn't she ask Gabriella about that!" She was shouting. Ryan was expecting the tears to flow soon. His sister was very dramatic and over the top, and has at least two mental breakdowns a week.

"No it wasn't about math!" He was getting frustrated with her.

"Then what the hell was it about Ryan?" He screamed at him.

"I was staring at Troy Bolton, because I like him. She noticed I was staring, but she thought I was staring at her! She asked me how I felt about her, and I told her I wasn't interested and she liked me! Okay Sharpay? Does that answer your questions?" He was screaming back at her. They rarely fought, and it usually happened during her mental breakdowns.

"Wait! You like Troy Bolton?" Her fury turned into compassion. Ryan couldn't keep up with her mood swings, but just decided to flow with it.

"Yeah." He said calmly.

"Ryan, please don't fall for him. One he's straight, two he's taken by Gabriella Montez, and three, half the school is in love with him. I just don't want to see you get hurt." She had her had on his arm rubbing it. No one seen the compassionate side of Sharpay. Sure she was loud and obnoxious, but she was very caring and protective of Ryan too.

"I know Shar. Don't worry, I understand that. It's just that picked me up while I was walking home. I couldn't help but to flirt with him. The strange thing was, he flirted back." Ryan had a big smile on his face.

"Ryan he could've been making fun of you or use it against you. I don't trust guys like Troy Bolton when it comes to guys like you." She said with concern in her eyes.

"It wasn't like that, he genuinely flirted with me." Ryan protested.

"Just don't let him hurt you Ryan. Now, about the musical." She changed the subject very well.

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TROY'S POV

After dinner, Troy got went to his bathroom and began to remove his clothes. He reached into the shower and turned on the water. He stepped in and let the hot water hit his body. He usually reflected the days events. He thought of meeting up with Gabriella, and shooting hoops with Chad during free period. Then he thought about math class and the car ride with Ryan. He couldn't deny that Ryan looked like an angel. He had pale white skin, like marble. He had platinum blonde hair, that shined in the sun. His clothes fit over his body tight, showing that he, too, was athletic. His pale blue eyes were captivating and beautiful pools of water. His lips were pale pink and soft. He thought of what it would feel like to kiss them.

Troy what are you saying? You want to kiss a guy. You want to be with Ryan Evans. What about Gabriella? What about your friends, you parents? What are you going to do just say "I'm in love with Ryan Evans, a guy, which means I'm gay." You can't do that Troy. You can't feel like this!

Troy finished his shower up and got into his pajamas. He climbed into his bed and turned out his light. He couldn't deny it anymore. He was gay, and Ryan Evans was the guy that he wanted to be with.

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