"Oh where, oh where, could that sign-up sheet be?" Ryan said to himself as he walked around the halls of East High. He had looked through nearly the entire building and still couldn't find what he was looking for. It wasn't until he finally walked by the gym that he found it on a bulletin board with a bunch of other sign-up sheets. "Figures you'd be next to the one place I never visit." said Ryan as he pulled a pen from his bag.

He quickly signed his name in small, neat cursive before capping the pen and returning it to his bag. Before continuing on to his locker he scanned the other names that were written on the sign-up sheet. It was mostly freshman and sophomores, probably because the juniors and seniors had a sure spot on the team, but he was surprised to see Chad Danforth's name also on the list.

"Now why would you need to try-out for the baseball team, Mr. Danforth?" Ryan asked to no one in particular.

"I was about to ask you the same thing." said a silky, smooth voice from behind Ryan.

Ryan turned around to look at a senior boy with short brown hair that spiked at the ends and bright green eyes that pierced into your soul. His lips were thin and tight, formed in a scowl aimed at Ryan. His body was thin, but lightly muscled, more so than Ryan's, and he was about two inches taller than the blond.

"Kevin Madison." said Ryan with a smile as he inspected the boy up and down. "You're still looking as sexy as ever. I bet you can't keep the men off you."

"Very funny, faggot." Kevin spat.

"Ooh. Now that's a mean word." said Ryan with false hurt. "Why can't you use the names you used to call me, like 'Baby' and 'The best fuck I ever had'."

As Kevin's scowl grew so did the smile on Ryan's face. Kevin moved dangerously closer to Ryan, but the blond didn't budge an inch.

"You think you're some sort of comedian don't you?" Kevin asked, his voice low as he breathed on Ryan's face.

"No, but I think you need a mint because your breath stinks." said Ryan as he scrunched up his face and waved his hand in front of his face.

"That's it!" shouted Kevin as he drew his hand back in a fist and prepared to launch it towards Ryan's face.

"Where is he?!"

Jason, still wet from his trip into the fountain, looked up to see Sharpay hovering him with her hands on her designer jean covered hips. You could see Hell's fire blazing in her eyes, which was much scarier than the normal fire that was usually in them. Not wanting to be hurt by another Evans he answered to her question, "Inside."

"Thank you." said Sharpay in a hurry as she turned towards the school's front doors before quickly turning back around to look at Jason again. "Why are you wet, tall person?"

"Fountain." said Jason simply, unwilling to take the time to explain the entire events of his early morning.

"How?"

"Ryan."

"Do I want to know?"

"Nope."

Sharpay just let out a great angry sigh as she marched through the double doors of the building. As she looked from their lockers, to their homeroom, to the Arts department, to the auditorium only to not find Ryan, her mood grew increasingly on edge. So when she turned the corner of a hallway to see Kevin Madison, East High's star baseball pitcher/her first crush, with his fist raised about to punch in the face of her twin brother/dead man walking, it did not make her any happier.

Just as Sharpay was about to let out one of her mighty roars Kevin's fist went propelling towards Ryan's face, only to be caught by one of Ryan's hands in mid-air. Sharpay and Kevin both stared in shock at the stopped fist that was caught by the Drama King. What shocked Sharpay even more was when Ryan reacted by locking lips with the guy that had just tried to punch him. For thirty seconds she stood slack-jawed as Ryan kissed her wide-eyed first crush before she snapped out of it and her malice came flooding back.

"RYAN EVANS!!" she shrieked.

Ryan pulled away from Kevin and they both looked in Sharpay's direction to see her breathing deeply with her fist balled. Kevin looked from Sharpay to his still captured fist to Ryan before he pulled his hand away from the blond and began running down the hall, but not before saying, "Keep away from me you faggot!"

When Kevin was out of sight Sharpay took loud, menacing steps towards her frozen with fright twin brother, who looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Finally, when she stood two feet in front of him she just stopped and stared straight into his eyes. She could see the fear and vulnerability hidden deep inside of them . . . and she liked it. She absolutely loved that she was once again the dominant twin that was in control, but she also felt something else . . . something weird.

What the hell is that, thought Sharpay as she kept her evil stare on Ryan, Is this that guilt feeling Gabriella says I should have? Or is it that conscience thing that poor people have?

Whatever it was it made Sharpay feel a little sorry for her brother, which she did not want to feel at the moment. Because of it she wasn't able to take her newly filed nails and dig them into Ryan's eyeballs. But it didn't stop her from grabbing him by the shoulders and throwing him up against the lockers, knocking the breath out of his lungs.

"Do you . . . have . . . to do that . . . every . . . time . . . you're mad . . . at me?" asked Ryan as he tried to regain as much air as possible.

"I will keep doing this until you stop making my life a living hell!" Sharpay shouted at him as she dug a nail into his chest.

"You do it to others, so why can't I do it to you?" asked Ryan when he was able to breathe normally and pushed Sharpay's hand away before it punctured his skin.

"I do not," said Sharpay in shock, before muttering, "Anymore."

"Oh please, Sharpay!" said Ryan. "You act like a bitch and everyone knows it."

All Sharpay could do was gasp in shock before her anger took over and she ended up throwing Ryan to the other side of the hall. He ended up hitting the wall shoulder first while his legs hit the floor. Sharpay just walked over, picked him up, and pinned him to the wall like when she pinned him to the lockers.

"Listen, you little psycho freak!" said Sharpay in a quick, angry voice. "I am up to the moon with your shit and I will not deal with it any longer! Now you better shape up and start acting like your good old, happy self or else I will start tossing you around this school like a Frisbee. Got it?!"

"Whatever." said Ryan dismissively.

"I said 'GOT IT'?!" shouted Sharpay as she slammed him against the wall a second time.

"Ahh!" screamed Ryan in pain as his back was smashed against the concrete. "I got it, devil incarnate!"

"Good." said Sharpay as she dropped him and let him slide to the floor. Pulling her compact out of her purse she fixed her wild hair and reapplied her lipstick and eye shadow. Putting it away she smiled at her brother and gave him a small wave saying, "Toodles!"

Ryan watched with wide eyes as his sister practically skipped down the hallway towards her locker.

"And she calls me the psycho freak?" questioned Ryan as he rose to his feet and grabbed his hurting shoulder. Luckily, when he came back they gave him a locker not right next to Sharpay's. Now he wouldn't have to worry about being slammed into his locker every day.