A/N – Stessa here. This is the final epilogue. Enjoy, please? The we're
using in this chapter is by Miley Cyrus, it's called "I Miss You".
Epilogue
She couldn't believe it had happened today. She was so confused with
happiness that she didn't know what to do with herself as her mom and May
ran around her, trying to fix her hair, her dress, her makeup and her
jeweleries. She didn't understand why they were doing this, it was all
happening so fast.
She felt like she just got out of the Church, and now they were making fixing
her up again, so she could look all fresh and clean after crying her eyes out
during the ceremony. Troy was right outside the door, so they could get a
moment, before entering the wedding reception.
Sharpay had finally had enough, so she pushed her mom and May out of the
door, and let Troy enter, locking it safely behind her. He stopped, and once
again looked at her. He loved her appearance. She looked so beautiful today,
it was unbelievable. But then again, believable, because she was Sharpay
Evans, pardon, Sharpay Bolton.
"Hi…" she whispered, reaching her hand out to take his.
"Hey…" he said back, and he couldn't stop smiling, as he pulled her
closer, and wrapped his arms tightly around her, hugging her, "Are you okay?
I mean… with everything going on, and Ryan not being here?"
"It's weird." Sharpay admitted, "The whole family hasn't been
together since he died. And I only think it's fair if we take a moment to
remember him. Is that okay with you?"
"Do you even have to ask?" Troy just questioned, lightly kissing her
lips, "What do you plan on doing, Mrs. Bolton?"
"I plan on singing." Sharpay replied, pulling away from him, and grabbing
something behind her back, "That's why I brought this!" she told him and
held up her guitar.
Troy just chuckled and linked his hand with hers. This was by far the best
day of his life.
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Sharpay lowered her microphone, and steadied herself on the chair once again,
before softly speaking to all her guests: "Hi!" she told them, and giggled
slightly, "I wanna thank you all for coming. Now that we've been eating,
and dancing, I think it's time to remember all the people who couldn't be
here today."
She locked eyes with her mom, and then her dad, before continuing:
"My twin brother Ryan died some time ago, and I know he would have loved to
be here today. I think it's only right to remember him. I wrote a song for
him back then, and I've never showed it to anyone. I think it's time to
change that. It's called 'I Miss You'."
She slowly started playing her guitar, and singing the lyrics that had made
her cry so many times before when she played the song for herself, silently
remembering her dear brother.
"Sha la la la la
Sha la la la la
You used to call me your angel
Said I was sent straight down from heaven
You'd hold me close in your arms
I loved the way you felt so strong
I never wanted you to leave
I wanted you to stay here holding me
I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you.
You used
to call me your dreamer
And now I'm living out my dream
Oh how
I wish you could see
Everything that's happening for me
I'm
thinking back on the past
It's true that time is flying by too
fast
I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you.
I
know you're in a better place, yeah
But I wish that I could see
your face, oh
I know you're where you need to be
Even though
it's not here with me
I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you."
She finished her song, with a smile on her lips, and people applauded her.
She then cleared her throat and spoke again... "Thanks for listening. And
yeah, just have fun everyone! Troy and I love you all!" With that, she made her way over to the table where Troy had been seated.
"Hey Pay," Troy greeted her, the same old nickname still sending chills down her spine. "You were amazing."
"Thanks," Sharpay answered, seating herself next to him. "You know, I never in a million years would've imagined us here, married now. And yet, I know I'd never want to share this moment with anyone else."
"Me neither," Troy agreed, snaking an arm around her small waist.
Soon, a voice could be heard across the room. "Time for the bride and groom to cut the cake!" Sharpay looked at Troy and he shrugged.
"Why don't people warn us about these things?" she muttered and Troy laughed. They stood up and made their way over to the table with a large cake on top of it. After preparing themselves, they each cut a piece of the wedding cake and lots of pictures were taken of Troy and Sharpay laughing after they smudged frosting on each other's noses.
That's how the rest of the night went. They danced, talked with old friends and family and took pictures, so this night was to be remembered forever. No one would ever want to forget such a perfect night, and no one ever would.
"Bridge! You're gonna miss the school bus!" a 34 year old called up the stairs to her daughter who was off to her first day of 3rd grade.
"I don't wanna go mom. I wanna stay here with you and dad!" she cried, now appearing at the top of the staircase.
"Sweetie, you have to go. You know your father and I will be home today. You can always ask the teacher to call if you need something." The 7 year old blond raced down the stairs and into her mother's arms. Mrs. Bolton wrapped her arms around her little girl and smiled.
"Sharpay, Bridgette, everything okay?" a male of 35 entered the room, a worried look on his face. After hearing yelling, he had come into the room to find out what happened. Sharpay smiled at her husband and sighed.
"Everything's fine, Troy," she promised. "Bridgette here is just a little afraid to start 3rd grade." The small girl who had gotten her blond hair and brown eyes from her mother, looked up at Troy who smiled in response.
"What did I tell you before Bridge?" he asked, bending down to her level. "Be yourself. You're a nice, cheery girl, I'm sure your teachers and classmates will love you."
"Thanks dad," she said, after letting go of her mother. She wrapped her arms around his torso and he grinned before hugging her back.
"Call if you need anything," he reminded her, handing her a pink flowered lunch box. She nodded and ran out the door to greet the school bus.
"How do you do it?" Sharpay asked, turning to face her husband.
"I guess I just have a gift," he said with a shrug. She giggled causing him to smile. Troy would do anything to make her laugh.
"You'll have to teach me that one sometime," she commented, moving to the living room. He nodded and followed after her.
After their wedding, Sharpay found the job she wanted as the drama teacher for East High and Troy became the basketball coach, causing them to be able to work side by side. East High's start of school had had to delay the first day of school because of the new addition that was being put on, leaving Troy and Sharpay home alone while their daughter, Bridgette, went to school for a week.
They sat next to each other on a couch in the simple yet cozy room. Troy wrapped his arm around Sharpay's shoulders and Sharpay snuggled closer to him.
"I love you," he whispered and Sharpay smiled.
"Love you too," she replied softly. "Always will."
And from then on Troy and Sharpay lived a perfect life together. Who knew how much happiness could come out of one reunion? They sure did.
A/N: Paige here, saying a last goodbye. Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed, we love you all. : ). Also, make sure to check out both mine and Stessa's other stories as well, we have some good stuff, I assure you. : ). That's all for now.
Toodles.