From AK-tutti; Hi guys. I'm very so for the extremely long delay, it's totally my fault. I'd told Stessa, I would continue this chapter, after I'd written and posted the next chapter of I'd Rather Be Special (which you should all read), but for a long amount of time, I was like totally lazy, not bothering to write, so there went a long time before it was done, and a long time before I could continue this. So sorry! Stessa is completely innocent. Oh, and thanks for the reviews.

From Stessa; Hi there guys (: Thank you so much for the sweet reviews for last chapter. They really does make it easier to keep writing. Not that I'd stop, but yeah… This is the long awaited Sharpay-chapter, and yeah… I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer; We don't own High School Musical, or 'Headstrong', or anything… We don't own 100 Different Ways, which is a song I (AK-tutti) am using without Stessa's permission. Well, not the lyrics, just mentioning. Oh, we don't own Forever and a night either (sorry Stessa, but I'm in love with it)

Twist of Love

Chapter 14.

Sharpay was pacing back and forth in her dressing room. She was so nervous, that she couldn't even think straight. She didn't know what to do with herself; she couldn't stand still, she couldn't stop her hands from moving, and keep herself from clearing her throat. It wasn't good, it was very, very bad.

She stopped in front of her mirror, and stared at herself. She was looking rather good. Her hair was down and wavy. She was wearing some cool make-up, which made her face and hair sparkle. Her outfit was cool too. Just great for her style. Her skirt was short, and flew around her knees, while her top was tight and glittery. She was wearing comfy shoes – because really, who could dance like she did in high heels?

She really had to thank her personal stylist for this. She was just so perfect. She travelled with her everywhere. She had just coloured a few strands of her hair blue, and cut her some sort of fringe. It looked awesome. And the clothes – she always knew how to make comfy look good. Sharpay loved her to no end. She wouldn't know what to do without her.

Her name was Kelsi, and it was very weird because she wasn't very up-to-date herself. She had round glasses, and short curly hair, which was kept in place by a new hat each day. But she somehow knew how to dress Sharpay for a show. And when it came to making public appearances, she was okay too. And with help from Sharpay herself, it just got awesome. Kelsi also played the piano. She was very talented, and Sharpay felt like she was holding her down; Kelsi she should be writing plays for Broadway, but she stuck with Sharpay. And Sharpay really appreciated that.

She released a breath she hadn't even known she was holding, and took a step closer to the mirror. She watched her own face carefully. She looked really tired, and she also was. She hadn't been able to sleep. Sure, this was not her first performance without Gabriella; but it was the first real big thing. The other things she had been doing, were nothing compared to this, and she could feel it on her nerves. She had been mall-touring right after 'Headstrong' came out, and it had been fun. But no serious business like this.

She turned around and sat herself down in a comfy chair – every dressing room had one. She knew she had to calm down; Kelsi would scream at her if she saw her like this. She knew she would. She leaned back in the chair, and pulled her feet up, closing her eyes softly.

She wished she had someone there with her. Sure, Kelsi was great. She always supported her; the girl went with her everywhere. And her four dancers were awesome too, but… They just weren't like that. She wished she had a boyfriend to spend time with. She wished, that right now, someone would give her a calming massage. That, right before she went on stage, she'd get a kiss from the love of her life, and it'd boost her with energy… But no one was there. She was all alone.

Okay Sharpay, admit it, she told herself, as she got lost in thoughts of him, You just want Troy there with you, right? It's not just anyone you want, you want him… Why did you ever break up with him? You didn't fix anything! Sure, you made yourself feel better, but now you're feeling like shit… Goood, Sharpay! Get over it!

She groaned, and covered her eyes with her hands. Like anyone would ever want to date her. Sure, Troy had done it, but… if she even dared to go out with anyone else, it was totally screwed up… No one liked her. They just found her weird.

Flashback

'Okay', Sharpay told herself, as she slumped into her chair, nervously looking around the restaurant. She hoped no one would notice her tonight; she just wanted to get this over with, 'It's just a date.. Nothing serious has to happen; you just have to get some action. Act normal! No weird conversation, alright? You got it? Great!'

Sharpay swallowed hard, and started fidgeting with her fork and knife. It was just a date. Bryan, one of her dancers, had set her up. He said she really needed to get laid. But he didn't know her… She could go on for a long time without any action; she was used to it. Though it was difficult, after getting so used to having someone for four months… But yeah, nothing she couldn't handle.

She leaned back in her chair, waiting for her date to arrive. She decided to study the ceiling. It was wood, so she could count each piece.

One, two, three – oh, why didn't he show up? – four, five, six, seven – seriously, if he didn't show soon, she was gonna leave – eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen –

"Hey."

She looked down, and came face to face with a pretty handsome guy. He had piercing brown eyes – they were almost black. He was shooting her a cute smile, and she could see a line of shiny white teeth. He was wearing casual clothes, but not too comfy. His hair was black, and rather short. His skin was almost the colour of chocolate – he looked cute.

"Hi," she said, and shot him a huge smile, as she sat more comfortable in her chair, "My name's Sharpay."

"Zeke," he replied, and sat down in front of her, still smiling.

"So?" Sharpay begun, when they were sitting there, just glancing at each other, getting more comfortable, "What's your deal, Zeke? How do you know Bryan?"

"We went to school together," Zeke replied, with a soft shrug, "And of course I know he's your dancer. Your music is really great by the way."

"Oh, thank you!" Sharpay exclaimed, immediately liking this guy (though he was no Troy). She shot him another smile, and cleared her throat, "It's not the same without Gabriella of course, but I'm doing good."

"Yeah, seems like it." Zeke mumbled, just as a waiter came to take their orders. They quickly decided on something, and he left, leaving them in a silence – now a pretty uncomfortable one. Sharpay fidgeted with her fork again, and traced the outlines of the table, through the table cloth.

Zeke was watching her closely, she knew that. She could feel it. His eyes were digging holes in her head, and she decided to look up, to break the silence. She opened her mouth, to speak, but no words came out;

'Say something, Sharpay!', she mentally told herself, 'Say something now! You're looking like a goldfish, sitting with your mouth open like that. If you can't speak, at least close it. Oh, you can't do that either? Then.just.say.something! Please… Anything, Sharpay, anything would be great… Just put some words together…'

"Don't you just hate doctors?" she blurted out, and before he even managed to think about speaking, she had continued, "I mean, they're so spooky. They have needles, and when they have to take blood, it's just icky. I always passed out when I was a kid. Did you? They look so creepy in their white clothes. I hate going there, but I still have to, when I travel like I do. Do you go a lot, or is it just me-?"

His eyes were wide, when he held a hand out to stop her, "Calm down, Sharpay…" he said, and chuckled awkwardly, "Calm down. No, I don't hate doctors."

Sharpay swallowed, and smacked herself mentally. Why did she have to ask that? Seriously, asking about doctors was like the dumbest thing she could do! Why did she have to be like that? Why did she have to get nervous, and then because she was nervous, get even more nervous? She could kill herself for it!

Luckily, she didn't have to think much more about it, because their food arrived, and she happily digged into it. Zeke started eating too, and she eyed him curiously. He was very handsome, but he wasn't really her type… Her type wouldn't have reacted that way to her rant; Troy would have never done that.

Gosh, there she went, thinking about Troy, while being on a date? How blonde can one be?

Zeke seemed to eat really fast, and she knew why; he wanted to get out of there. He didn't want to give her a second chance. He didn't even want to spend one night with her; she was too weird for a one-night stand.

She wanted to make him stay, though. She didn't want her first date in months to end with her date walking out on her. She looked around, trying to figure out what to do, to grab his attention. Her eyes fell on the straws in the middle of their table, and she snatched two. Stuffing them into her nose, she turned her head upwards.

"Hey Zeke…" she said, and when he looked up, she continued; "Look at me, I'm a walrus!"

Zeke stared at her, open-mouthed, before he pushed his chair back, getting up. She lost all hope… he was leaving.

"Alright," he said, as he shook his head, and slowly walked backwards away from her, "You may be hot, and you may be famous… but I'm not getting into this… You're – you're weird."

And then he was gone.

Sharpay let out a deep sigh, and looked around the restaurant, where a few people were watching her. She waved at them, like it was no big deal, and licked her lips. She felt so much better now. Reaching across the table, to grab some of Zeke's food, she decided that no blind dates, was one of her future rules.

End of flashback.

"Sharpay?"

Sharpay snapped out of the memory, and looked up, to come face to face with Kelsi. The short girl (who only wished to grow), was smiling at her, through her glasses. Sharpay couldn't help but smile right back at her. Kelsi just always made her feel better. She was like the new Gabriella; but still, not. They weren't the best of friends, like Sharpay had been with Gabriella. Kelsi was something else, their relationship was different, and Sharpay couldn't really explain it. She just thought it was nice to have someone to count on.

"Hey Kels, what's up?" Sharpay asked, as she raised herself up from the chair. It was weird, she felt like, she had to stand up everytime, she spoke to her stylist. She adjusted herself, so she stood right in front of Kelsi, her arms crossed. She listened best that way.

"Change of plans." Kelsi announced, pulling hairspray, clips and all kinds of things out of the shoulder bag, she was carrying. Sharpay sighed and pouted, she knew what was about to come. "I think it'll be best, if your hair is up and messy, but still organized, it'll go better with your outfit than the wavy. Oh, and I've brought you your 'Sharpay-laces', as the fans call them."

Sharpay's mouth dropped, when she received the laces from Kelsi, and was pushed down in the make-up chair. Damn! She loved being styled and all that, but she still had a least favorite thing, and that had to be having her hair done, because it always took hour after hour.

She groaned inwardly, fighting the urge to scream. She did an impressive job at that, one thing she couldn't fight though, was her other urge, the one to object! "No, seriously? You can't mean that, don't I have anything to say? C'mon this hair took forever to do, 2½ hours to be exact, and you used a ton of hairspray, so I don't really think you can do anything else with. I refuse to sit here another 2 hours to have my hair done! I mean it!"

Kelsi just shook her head and laughed at Sharpay's silly-ness, she wasn't having any of it. Sharpay always objected, when she had her hair done, and the dive always came out in her around that time. The short stylist started her new hair project, with the star making faces.

A knock was heard on the door, it could only be one person; Sharpay's manager. "Come in!" The blonde diva yelled with a sing-song voice, followed with mumbles. "And save me, please."

Sharpay wasn't the best mumbler, so that earned her a smack in the back of her head from Kelsi.

Jack Bolton entered and smiled at his favorite girl. He walked over to her and took her hand. "You look amazing, Sharpay. You're gonna do great." He said, still smiling at her. He was so proud, almost like Sharpay was his own daughter. He let go of her hand and took a seat in the comfy chair, Sharpay had been sitting in 10 minutes ago, watching Kelsi redo Sharpay's hair.

"Apparently not great enough for some people." She said, clearly irritated. Jack Bolton being there helped a little though, took some of the annoyance of being stuck in the chair for two hours away.

She remembered the day, she had come to him, and she had told him everything. She had begged for forgiveness from him, for breaking up the sweethearts, she had taking all the responsibility for it, though he hadn't wanted it, and she had asked him to be her manager still. An offer he had gladly accepted.

Flashback

Knock. Knock. Knock.

No answer. He was probably still depressed over his dearly beloved wife, who passed away some time ago, but right now Sharpay couldn't really care less. This was an emergency, and she needed him right now. Well, actually the emergency occured a week ago, and she felt it was enough time for the world to digest The Sweethearts' break-up, so she could go after her solo carreer. She had left a statement on their official website about the split, but she knew it'd only be one of many, and people wanted to get one from Gabriella as well. She didn't care, Gabriella could blab about anything she wanted to, she wasn't Sharpay's problem anymore. Ok, a bit harsh, but what was to be expected, when they were this upset with each other?

She didn't wanna think about that right now, she needed mr. B. She had to tell him everything, she had to beg for forgiveness, and she had to ask for him to continue to be her manager as a solo artist, because he really was the best. He was, without a doubt, and if she could snatch him before Gabriella, great. Then she'd have the best in the business as her manager, plus he was a friend, and the icing on the cake would be to see Gabriella's face, when she realized she got to him last.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

She checked her watch, she was gonna give him 5 more minutes to open the door, otherwise she was off. She had lots to that day, well she didn't have anything to do, but she would have, if all went well. If mr. B agreed to be her manager, she'd get signed with his record label. If he refused, which she suspected, that he would, when she'd told him everything, then hopefully he'd still sign her. She could only hope.

She sat down on mr. B's porch and stared up at the beautiful sky, letting her mind wandered, while she waited for her 'manager' to get the door. She missed Troy so much, but she'd done the right thing, she'd just done it too late, and that's why, she was where she was. She had tried to turn it around and blame it on Gabriella, which was stupid, because it clearly wasn't her fault, but on the other hand was she supposed to just take all the crap, that Gabriella was giving her? No, she stood up for herself, which was expected. Moving on from both Gabriella and Troy was gonna be tough, but she knew she was capable of doing so. She missed Gabriella so much, though, it was unbelievable, it hurt so much, and of course she missed Troy as well, but those four months she had with him, could never beat the 15 years, she and Gabs were best friends. But she was gonna be alright, she had to be.

Sharpay was torn away from her thought, when the door was opened by mr. B, who actually managed to smile at her. It was nice to finally see that again, he seemed to feel much better about the death of his wife, it was still sad of course, but he seemed more ok with being without her now, and it didn't look like the news of The Sweetheart had gotten to him yet. Sharpay was gonna burst his happy bubble.

"Hey Sharpay." Mr. B greeted with a huge smile from ear to ear, it was like he could stop smiling, and then Sharpay could help but smile herself. "What are you doing here this early?"

He motioned for her to come inside, and as she walked in, she said; "I have some very important news, and I also have to ask you a favor. If I live that long."

Mr. B shot her a confused look, when she added the last part, as he closed the door behind them. "What do you mean by that?" He asked, getting a little concerned, but he still seemed happy. "What's the matter?"

They'd just arrived into the livingroom, and mr. B nodded his head at one of the chairs, indicating that Sharpay should sit down. She smiled at him, and did so. She folded her hands, and she kept on smiling, hoping that when she told him it all, it'd lessen the blow a little bit. One could hope.

She was about to dig hole into her story, but just as she had opened her mouth, mr. B bounced out of the livingroom, and 5 minutes later Sharpay could hear noises from the kitchen. She guessed, he was making tea, because he knew Sharpay hated coffee and loved tea.

Sharpay noticed a sheet of paper lying on the coffee table, she was very curious to see what it was, and she had never been able to help herself, when it came to snooping, so she picked up the piece of paper and scanned it through. It looked like a song to Sharpay, and oh it was so beautiful. It was titled '100 Different Ways'. She read the very last line, and she completely lost her breath for 5 seconds; 'Written by Troy Bolton'. What had he done to her? Just the mention of his name made her heart go wild. This song was gorgeous, she had to have it. She had to, she knew it would be wrong, but she had to. "Troy's song, that he gave to Sharpay." She said, as she neatly folded the sheet of paper together, and stuffed it in her long, black boots. She hadn't brought a bag with her that day.

2 minutes later, mr. B came back into the livingroom with two cups of tea, Sharpay had been right. Mr. B handed her a cup, and sat down on the couch with the other, he took a sip of his tea and looked at Sharpay, anticipating her news, which could only be bad. She had that 'if I live that long' after all.

Sharpay knew, what it had come to now, she knew she had to tell. She'd come to his house, she'd brought up, that she needed to talk to him, and now she was sitting in a chair, in his home with a cup of tea, with him sitting right in front of her. There was no turning back, it was now.

"You see, mr. B, the thing is..." She began, as calm and steady as she could, but it was hard. She took a sip of her tea, before continuing. "The Sweethearts have broken up, we're no more. I know, what this means for you, you've lost your biggest source of income, but you still have a lot of other talented artists at your hand, that can keep you up and going. That's not the thing though.." She paused to see, if mr. B was with her, and it seemed like it. "The thing is, that your son and I had an affair behind Gabriella's back, and I felt so guilty, that I had to tell her, and we got into this fight, and we're no more. It's all my fault, and I deserved the things Gabriella said, I shouldn't even have tried to defend myself. You shouldn't be mad at your son, because it's all my fault, he was vulnerable, and I should have said stop and comforted him as a friend instead, but it was hard, he said he needed me, and I couldn't deny him. He'd just lost his mom after all. It's over though, with both Troy and Gabriella, and I'm sorry for ruining everything, I'm responsible for everything. I hope you can forgive me."

She'd been looking down at her lap, while saying most of it, and now she looked up, and she catched mr. B's eyes, to try and read them, to see if he was mad, but she couldn't tell. It was almost like he was blank, or he was in too much shock to speak. Kinda like Ross, when Rachel told him, she was pregnant with his child. Sharpay had to fight to hold in a giggle, this was a serious matter, where you shouldn't laugh.

"Uh..." Mr. B cleared his throat, he wanted to try speaking, maybe that would take some of the shock away. He was surprised, and at the same time he wasn't. "I don't know what to say. I really don't, but I'm gonna try. You've said it's your fault a bunch of times, but it's not, you all share part of the blame, even Gabriella who's the 'victim' in all of this. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself. I'm disappointed in you, there's no doubt, but that you take responsibility for your actions, makes me wanna forgive you. So you're forgiven." He paused, and couldn't help but smile, when he saw, that Sharpay looked a lot happier than when she came. "As for Troy, I'm beyond mad. I know, you said I shouldn't be, but I raised him, and that he'd do something like that, is just a slap in the face. But if he takes responsibility, like you did, I might forgive him." He paused again, and saw Sharpay nodding a long to what he said, meaning that she understood. There was one thing, they hadn't covered though. "What's the favor, you wanted to ask?"

Sharpay smiled to herself in relief, she wanted to hug mr. B for forgiving her, but she felt it would be best to wait, to see if he'd say yes to the favor. "I wanted to know, because I wanna start a solo carreer, if you wanna be my manager, still?" She asked, hoping with all her heart, that he'd say yes. "Please?"

"Of course!" Mr. B replied, his eyes shining. He was getting back in the game as manager, he realized he'd taken a break, that was too long, but he felt ready to get back, and Sharpay asking was a chance to do so. "One Sweetheart is better than none, after all. We'll work it all out later."

Sharpay stayed with mr. B for the rest of the day, and they'd had fun, it was nice to see mr. B happy again. They chatted, drank tea and whatever. Their lovely day was only interrupted once, when Troy came by and got into a fit with his father, Sharpay did her best to ignore him, and by the time Troy stormed out, mr. B had decided to cut contact, but he wasn't marked by it at all. He seemed just as happy, as when they'd settled their deal.

End of flashback

She was glad it went that way. It would have been horrible, being on the road without mr. B.

"Are you done soon?" She hissed at Kelsi, she had sat there for half an hour, getting her hair done, and she was getting more and more annoyed by each minute.

"Soon." Kelsi just said, getting Sharpay even more annoyed, and mr. B just laughed at whole thing. "It would be even sooner, if you stopped bitching."

"UGH!" Sharpay screamed, if this didn't stop soon, she have another breakdown, and she'd had enough of those in her days.

"So, Sharpay. Are you excited about tomorrow? The festival and everything?" Mr. B asked, he had something to tell her, but he wanted to wait after the concert, because then she knew, she'd be as happy as ever.

"Yeah, a little bit." Sharpay said, truth was she had no idea. "I don't know, ask me after the concert. Right now, I'm excited about the concert, because that's what's next, I can't really make my mind up about the festival, so ask me after the concert."

"Are you worried about, what people might say?" Mr. B asked again, concerned. Ever since her breakdown in front of the press a couple of months after The Sweethearts' split, she had never been too eager to get back to her hometown and perform, she was afraid they hated her.

"I screwed my best friend's boyfriend, what do you think?" She snapped at him, the closer the festival came, the more on edge she became. She had said in an interview, that she was looking forward to get back to her hometown, it was a little true, but she dreaded it more.

"You're done now." Kelsi announced and handed the blonde chick a mirror, it really did look better than before, so maybe it wasn't so bad being stuck for so long in the chair. It was good timing too, because she had to get on stage in 5 minutes.

"Don't worry about it. It's probably forgotten by now." Mr. B tried, though he knew she wouldn't take it, he knew she'd been around a breakdown, if it hadn't been for the concert in 5 minutes.

They all clearly remembered the time, she broke down and gave the press, what they'd been searching for, for so long. The reason for The Sweethearts' split. She didn't mean to, they were just asking so many damn questions, and she couldn't take it, so she broke down and accidently told them.

Flashback

It had been 3 months since The Sweethearts' split, and Sharpay was now in the studio, writing and recording new songs. Right now, they were taking a break, mr. B had some business, he needed to take care of, and Isabel, who Sharpay had been recording with ever since, she became a solo artist, used the same excuse. Sharpay convinced, that they were having an affair, there was no fooling her. She also thought, it was about time, it was 7 months since mr. B's wife had passed away, so it was good, he was getting back in the game.

While they were off doing business, Sharpay sat on the floor in the recording studio and wrote a song, she used Troy as her inspiration, she had a hard time getting him out of her head, she had even proposed his song '100 Different Ways' to be on her album, but the songs had already been decided, so she saved it for her second album. Yeah, she was already working on stuff for her sophomore album, because she felt that right after 'Headstrong', her debut album, hit the shelves, she'd give her fans a couple of months to get used to the songs, then she'd tour and introduce them to a couple of new songs, so they'd get a taste of what was to come. She was a hard worker, and without Gabriella she worked even harder.

She scribbled down the title of the song 'Forever and a night', she closed her eyes and thought about Troy, and the lyrics just came to her. She wrote her ass off, untill mr. B and Isabel came back, at the same time (wink, wink), from business, and they recorded for a very long time. It was about 10 pm, when Sharpay finally got to go home. She said goodbye to both of them, she even hugged mr. B, they were so close. But a surprise waited for her, when she got outside; dozens of reporters for cheesy gossip magazines, she was never gonna get to her car alive.

They were asking all kinds of questions..

"Was The Sweethearts split a mutual decision?"

"Why did The Sweethearts break apart?"

"Did you lie about the rumour of you sleeping with Troy?"

"Is that reason for you split?"

On and on and on, so many questions. Sharpay didn't hear half of them, she just broke down crying. It was too much, the camera clipsing and all the questions, she couldn't take it. She had chosen this life, but there was a limit at how much a girl could take. It wasn't this.

"I was a backstabbing bitch, who slept with my best friend's boyfriend, and she found out. There you have it, now leave me the fuck alone!!" She screamed, and then she ran and pushed herself through the mob, and got into her car and drove off to her home, as fast as she could.

End of flashback

When the concert was finished, and Sharpay got off the stage, she was happy to see Taylor backstage, waiting for her. She ran into the black girl's arms and practically hugged the life out of her. She couldn't help it, she was the closest thing she had to a new Gabriella, but still so far from.

"Hey girl." Taylor cheered, as they pulled apart. "Loved the set. You were amazing, I especially loved your new song '100 Different Ways'."

"Thanks." Sharpay smiled, gratefully. She was so happy, that Taylor was here, and that she loved the concert, and she was also glad, that she liked Troy's song. Now she had gotten the concert out of the way, she could honestly say, she looked very much forward to the festival, where she was gonna introduce 'Forever and a night' to all of her fans. "So good to see you, what took you so long?"

Taylor had on her goofy smile, which could only mean one thing. "I was with my new boyfriend, he's so great. I brought him, I hope that's ok?"

Sharpay pulled Taylor in for another hug, she was so happy for her. Taylor deserved the best of the best, without one single doubt. She couldn't wait to meet him.

"Of course, I can't wait to meet him." Sharpay said, overly excited. "Come on, tell me about him. I want details. Oh, and where is he?"

She took a hold of Taylor's and dragged her over to couch, as mr. B had occupied her chair, and it looked like Kelsi had gone home, but that was okay, she wouldn't need her for the rest of the day. They sat down, and Sharpay sent her friend a huge smile, waiting for all the details. If she would get any, Taylor was a very private person, when it came to boyfriends.

"His name is Chad Danforth, he's a very talented basketball player, and he just got into the song-writing business, so he really wanted to meet you, get some advise. He thinks, you're a talented song-writer." Taylor told her, and all the while she couldn't hide a cute smile. It was nice to see her like this. "He's 20 years old, so he's a little older than me, but it's ok, cos it's not so much. We have a lot in common, though he's not into science as me, but he listens and that's great. He has a 'fro, and it's awesome. That's all I really wanna tell you. Oh, and he's in the bathroom."

Well, at least she got some information, and that was great. They talked about this and that, while waiting for Chad to return from the bathroom. He sure took his time, in Sharpay's opinion. Just when she was about to tell Taylor about her new songs, a guy with a big afro entered the room, and Sharpay immediately identified him as Chad. She smiled, as Taylor quickly got up from the couch and gave him a kiss. Sharpay also got up, it would be more polite, and she anticipated an introduction coming.

Taylor beamed brighter than the sun, when she introduced them. Sharpay knew right then and there, that they were meant to be. "Sharpay, Chad. Chad, Sharpay."

"Hi. Nice to meet you." Chad said, shaking Sharpay's hand, looking just as happy as Taylor. "Taylor has told me so much about you."

"Hi, nice to meet you, too." Sharpay said, smiling, she really liked this guy. She let go of his hand, and winked at Taylor, to let her know, that she approved.

After they'd shook hands and said their hello's, they back down on couch. Where they talked about a lot of different stuff, and Sharpay really liked Chad, he definitely was a keeper for Taylor, meant to be, and she adviced Chad about song-writing. It was great, and they were having fun, untill mr. B interrupted and dragged Sharpay outside.

"I have something I need to tell you." He explained his purpose for dragging her out.

"Ok, so what is it?" She asked, eager to get back inside and hang more with Taylor and Chad, the couple of the year.

"I've been holding something back from you, about the festival." Mr. B revealed, and Sharpay sent him a confused look. "You know, I own a huge chunk of the festival, right? And I help decide who's gonna perform there, but there's one I didn't help decide. I've known about it, since it was decided though, I just didn't tell you, because I didn't wanna upset you, but tomorrow is the day, and I don't want you to be surprised the bad way.."

"Yeah?"

"Gabriella is performing at the festival. First she was set to perform before you, but we've done a last minute change, so you'll go on first." He said, hoping that Sharpay wouldn't have an outburst. "You'll have limited contact with her, I swear."

Oh my God, this was so not happening, scratch looking forward to the concert and back to dreading it.

From Stessa: Thank you so much for reading, and please review. We appreciate those, y'know?

From AK-tutti: I'm thinking of changing my author's name to IamFlemming, but I don't know? Ok, now that that's out of the way, I want to thank you all for still being with us, for still reading, and you'll be much loved, if you review. So please review? Would it help, if I said I'm sick? Cos I am, and a review would really cheer me up, so be good :). Oh, and please give my story 'I'd Rather Be Special' a read, I've recently posted a new chapter.

Stessa and AK-tutti were here :)