Author's Note: Once again, I do no own High School Musical. And if I did, I wouldn't be here right now writing this story because I'd be dead from way too much happiness. Haha

FAIRYTALE

Ryan's P.OV.

Of course we got a lot of stares and I could hear a numerous amount of whispers about us, but Troy didn't seem to care. Nothing was hidden. And the one thing that made me happy was that I no longer had to go through this alone. After walking through many countless gazes and stares, we finally made it to first period. We sat down in our desks in the back and watched everyone walk in.

Class went by very fast that day, but there was one thing that worried me: third period history. Troy and I had decided to go to drama for free period. We were accepted there, but every where else was, well awkward. I know I'm not supposed to care, but I hate it when people stare at me for something that shouldn't be any of their business.

RING…

Third period had came faster than I expected. Troy gave me a kiss on the cheek and waved goodbye. I gave him a smile in return. I headed towards my history class and my stomach started to tighten.

"God, what is he going to do to me?" I asked myself.

Finally making it to my history class, I sat down in the back in my seat and just waited. Be strong Ryan, be strong. My stomach started to jump and tighten even more as I stared at the empty desk in front of me. What's he going to do? What's he going to say?

RING…

That was the bell. He's not here. Why? Maybe he's going to be late. I need to tell Troy. The only reason I haven't told anyone who the actual culprit is, was well because I wanted to deal with this myself. I wanted to prove that I'm not "Weak lil rich boy Evans" and I don't think I can do it any longer.

The teacher started to take attendance.

"Has anyone seen Mr. Danforth?" he asked.

Everyone nodded no. A rush of relief hit me when I realized he wasn't here. This gives me a little more time to think out what I'm going to do.

Ugh. Now I'm pissed. Why didn't I fight back? Why? All I'm doing is just proving everyone's point about me. "Weak lil rich boy Evans." Not anymore.

That's it, I've decided. Chad is going to get hell for what he did to me because now I'm fucking pissed.

(End of Chapter 8)

Author's Note:

Yeah yeah yeah not much of a chapter. Well I havent updated in a really longtime. Well it seems like a long time. Probably the shortest chapter I have written, but let me give you my excuses for not writing:

1. Writer's Block.
2. I never realized how cliché my story really is.
3. Writer's Block 4. There's this boy I've been hanging out with 5. I'm trying to get the secret ending in Kingdom Hearts 2 (the English version, I've seen the Japanese version and sadly I cannot read Japanese)
6. I'm a lil obsessed w/ the movie Tokyo Drift (It is seriously a good movie)
7. I procrastinate way too much

8. Writer's Block

9. Summer school kills… well not so much anymore haha

10. It's way too hot to stay in one room. Its seriously like 100 something degrees here in cali!

Yeah ive given you 10 excuses haha. I'll try to update a lil more sooner as soon as I come up w/ something good. And hopefully it will be original, but I doubt it.

I know this is going to sound bad, but I am getting really bored w/ this story. So im going to do my best to finish up by the end this month (July) and have that graphic scene I have been planning on writing way soon because now I know how to write it wink wink

I think my author's note is longer than this chapter hahahahahaha and my leg is super numb right now. Okay I'm done rambling on. Sorry I kept you reading this pointless note. Haha

I will do my best to update often this time.