The Sweet Escape

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So, I have no life and I wrote chapters two and three today. I'll post chapter three on like Sunday or Monday, I think.

If you need a recap, I suggest rereading the story. I'm not one who can do a recap.

Enjoy!

As Sharpay walked to the school office, she looked at the students around her. They were a lot different than the classmates she had at her old school. Instead of wearing the same uniform, each student had his or her own personality. Sharpay was amazed at how a school could have so many different individuals. One student struck her attention more than the rest though. His hair was blonde and was a little spiky. His outfit looked clean and pressed. He was standing with a group of students, and he appeared to be the leader of him. Sharpay walked up to him, knowing exactly what to say.

"Ryan, what gives?" Sharpay snapped, tapping her brother's shoulder. "I thought you were going to give me a ride to school."

Ryan turned around and stared at his sister. "Oh, sorry," he said, flashing Sharpay a huge innocent smile. "I completely forget that you were living with us now. I'll remember tomorrow." Ryan tapped his head, as if to show he would remember.

"Okay," Sharpay said, feeling awkward talking to her brother. "I better find the office. They have my schedule."

"Um, good luck with that," Ryan said, quickly. He turned his back towards Sharpay and went back to talking to his friends.

Sharpay quietly said bye, and continued down the hall. She finally reached a door that had the word "Office" painted above it. Opening the door, she saw a secretary.

"Hi, sweetie," the secretary said, looking at Sharpay. "Can I help you?"

"Yes," Sharpay replied politely. "I'm transfer student. I need to pick up my schedule."

"Oh, okay," the secretary looked through some files. "Darling, what is your name?"

"Sharpay Evans," Sharpay said, looking around the office. It was a medium-sized room with the secretary's desk in the middle and offices on three of the four walls. The fourth wall was the door and had two large glass windows.

"Okay, Sharpay," the secretary pulled a file out from the rest. She took a sheet of paper out. "Here's your schedule. You have homeroom with Mr. Delano. Our homerooms are organized by the alphabet, but since most are filled, we put you in an A-D homeroom. I hope that's okay. After that, every class should be pretty self explanatory. All students have lunch at the same time. Oh, and we have many students who can help you if you need it. I hope you have a good day, and if you ever have any questions, you can come back or make an appointment with the counselor."

"Thank you," Sharpay said. She looked at her schedule. She was in classes similar to what she had at her old school.

Noticing she had only five minutes to get to her homeroom, Sharpay quickly left the office. She looked at her schedule. Her homeroom was in room 103. Sharpay looked at the first door she could see. The door's number was 130. She watched as all the students started heading to their classrooms. Sharpay picked up her pace as she watched the classrooms numbers lower. 127, 123, 119, 115, 113, 111, 107, 105, and finally 103. Sharpay opened the door and walked in. She looked at the classroom. All the students were already sitting in their desks. A tall man stood at the front of the room, talking with a student.

"Hello," the man said, as Sharpay walked up to him. "Are you new?"

"Yeah," Sharpay said. "I'm Sharpay." She handed the teacher her schedule so he could verify she belonged in his class.

"Welcome, Sharpay," he replied, smiling. "I'm Mr. Delano. You can call me Mr. Del. Um, why don't you sit over there by Chad? He's the guy with a lot of hair."

"Okay," Sharpay said, taking back her schedule and walking to the seat. She looked at Chad, and realized she had seen him when she was going to the office.

"Hey, I'm Chad," Chad said, looking at her. "You are Ryan Evans' sister, aren't you?"

"Yeah," Sharpay said, not looking at Chad. "Is my brother like a legend or something?"

"Kind of," Chad laughed. "It's just that, up until last Thursday, everyone thought Ryan was this snobby only child. Now, he has a twin. Let's just say, you've been the talk of the school for a few days now. Everyone has heard a rumor of you. Some claim that you and they are best friends."

"Pathetic," Sharpay muttered, rolling her eyes at that comment. She stared at Chad. "Do you claim to know everything about me?"

"No," Chad said. He thought for a second and then continued talking. "But my friend does claim to know you. He said he gave you a ride to school today."

"Oh really?" Sharpay became more focused on what Chad was saying. "Who's your friend?"

There was a long pause before Chad finally answered. "My friend's name is Troy, Troy Bolton."

Before Sharpay could tell Chad that she knew Troy, the bell rang. Chad turned to face the front of the classroom, and Sharpay instantly felt that this was going to be a long day.

Yay! Chapter two is done.

For a time line, the story began on March 5. The meeting with the lawyer took place on March 14. Sharpay moved in with her brother and dad on March 17. The last two chapters have been March 19. The year is 2007. Next chapter will be up a little bit, trust me.
Oh, Mr. Del is based off my math teacher.

Oh and I do have a life, by the way. I just don't have a life this weekend.

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