Hey. sorry that this chapter really isn't that good. i had a spare half an hour in science class so thought i would post something. I'm not too sure when my next update will be because i have SO MUCH COURSEWORK to do, not to mention i have a science exam on Friday and I need to revise. Hopefully I'll have something up later this week if not at the weekend :)

Troy made breakfast, he was a little sceptic on whether or not Ryan would eat but he had to try and make him. Footsteps could be heard coming from the stairs and by the clatter of high heeled shoes he knew it wasn't Ryan. Sharpay walked in the room and Troy wondered if she owned anything that wasn't pink. She was wearing simple but Troy figured very expensive black jeans, and a pink top covered with sparkles. "What are you doing here?" Sharpay asked as she walked in.

"I… stayed over." Troy blushed when he thought about what had made him feel so tired, but then he smiled at how it felt to fall asleep with Ryan in his arms. "Do you want something to eat?"

"You cook?" Sharpay raised an eyebrow at the basketball player.

"Not as good as Zeke but I've never failed to burn toast." Troy grinned. Sharpay smiled and nodded her head.

"Just toast, too much fat in the morning isn't good for the figure." Sharpay said, she sat at the table and looked up and down Troy who was feeling slightly nervous. "So, you and my brother?" Troy turned around and was surprised to see her smiling. "You seem good for him."

"He's good for me too," Troy answered truthfully. He made the toast for Sharpay and then made some for him and Ryan.

"Is he okay?" Sharpay asked quietly. "I mean… I haven't really seen him much since you came out at school. Yesterday he came home before me and when I came in he had locked himself in his room."

"He got a bit of grief yesterday at school. He told me about it today. But he said he's okay though."

"What he says and what he does it two different things," Sharpay sighed, More footsteps could be heard from the stairs and Sharapay started to eat her breakfast.

"Hey," Troy smiled as Ryan entered the kitchen. He was wearing Troy's favourite trousers, the tight white pair with a pale purple shirt. "Nice shower?"

"Not bad," Ryan smiled he sat next to his sister after giving her a good morning hug.

"Troy makes real good toast." Sharpay commented and Troy wondered if the girl knew what subtle meant.

"Really?" Ryan laughed. "I must try some then if it's really that good," Sharpay smiled as Troy handed him the toast. Ryan got up and headed to the cupboard he grabbed some jam and then sat back at the table.

"So have you told Gabriella?" Sharpay asked.

"Yeah I phoned her last night," Troy sighed. "She took it…"

"Bad." Ryan finished around a mouthful of toast.

"You told her over the phone?" Sharpay laughed. "That's cold."

"Well I was thinking about email or text…" Troy pouted when Ryan slapped his arm.

"So what did she say?" Sharpay asked genuinely interested now.

"She hung up." Troy sighed as he took a not so graceful bite of his toast.

"She'll come round." Sharpay stared at her brothers suggestion and laughed.

"Ryan, Troy dumped her over the phone, in any normal circumstance that's bad but he didn't just dump her, he broke it off so he could be with a boy. The girls got to be feeling like crap right now. Though I can't say I'm not glad, she deserved something for ruining the school musical." Troy just shrugged. He couldn't help but feel bad about Gabriella, but it was something that was out of his control now.

"We should get going," Ryan said as he finished one slice of toast, he hadn't even made an attempt to butter or cover the second piece with jam,

"You haven't finished," Sharpay sighed, she looked at her brother who was staring at the toast.

"I'm not hungry." Ryan replied. "I ate one slice and you know that's more then I ever eat in the mornings anyway."

"But you said you were going to get better," Sharpay sighed in frustration.

"I am." Ryan insisted.

"I'll make sure he eats lunch," Troy smiled.

"I'm not a child who needs to be told when to eat!" Ryan shouted.

"I didn't mean it like that," Troy said. Ryan just glared at him.

"We have to go to your house to change," Ryan reminded him but there was still anger in his voice. "I'm going to grab my bag." With that he walked out of the room.

"He didn't mean to shout," Troy sighed as he stared at the defeated look on his boyfriends' sister's face. "He's scared about today, even though he wont admit it. But I'll make him eat today at lunch."

"Thanks," Sharpay smiled.

Ryan walked back downstairs, he didn't bother going into the kitchen he just called Troy's name and then headed out of the house. Troy walked up to him and sighed. "I'm sorry." Troy said as he went to touch Ryan's arm.

"For what?" Ryan glared at him.

"Making you feel like I'm treating you like a child," Troy said gently. "I just worry about you."

"There's no reason for you to worry about me, Troy. I'm a big boy I can handle myself."

"I care about you a lot, and no matter what you say I'm never going to stop worrying about you." Ryan smiled weakly at Troy.

"I'm scared, Troy." Ryan said quietly. Troy took hold of his hand and squeezed it gently. "I don't want to go to school for people to call me names and make me feel as though I don't deserve you."

"People will get bored of calling you names, don't let it hurt you because then you're letting them win." Troy held onto Ryan's hand and hugged him tightly. "You'll be okay."

"Okay. Come on, you smell you could do with a shower as well."

"Charming," Troy laughed but followed Ryan to his truck.