Chapter two- Like Death

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"Ugh, you are so stupid!" Shouted and angry Sharpay as she and Troy tried to actually work together for an assignment that their Spanish teacher was foolish enough to pair them for.

"Well it's better than being a drama queen like some people around here." He shouted back. The fight had been going on for a couple minutes now while the teacher was out of the room. The students either thought it was too entertaining or too risky breaking up the fight. Sharpay was scrappy afterall.

"You did not just call me a drama queen." Sharpay hissed, her voice dangeriously low.

"Oh, I believe I did."

"I swear I will so-"

"Guys, guys." Chad interrupted, as he often did considering he was the only one brave enough, or stupid enough, to actually get int he middle of their bickering matched. "Can't we just have peace? I mean, what's the world going to be like without peace?"

"Chad," Sharpay started, trying to keep her anger down. "You have five seconds to move before you lose a few more brain cells."

"I don't get it..."

"Move before I hit you!" She yeled, causing him to back up like a scared child.

"See what you did?" Troy asked, looking from her to his friend. "You upset poor Chad. You okay buddy?" He asked his friend as if talking to a little kid.

"Yeah...I think." He said, still slightly flustered, causing his girlfriend Taylor to roll her eyes at his childness.

"Oh, geez." Sharpay roled her eyes. "I swear you basketball jocks have no strings to reality."

"Us?" Troy said defensivly. "Miss, I'm going to rule the world someday and be a superstar everyone will love. Puh-lease!"

"At least I'm doing something worth wild!" She shouted louder, moving towards him.

"The only thing you do worth anything is your hair! It's the only good thing about you!" He yelled, also moving closer, their faces almost touching.

"You are such an ignorant selfish jackass!"

"It's better than being a some high and mighty ice queen with no clue!"

There was silence for a second, the two just staring at each other intensily with anger as the rest of the classroom stared in awe. And like usual, Sharpay broke the intence silence. "I hate you Troy Bolton." Normally this wouldn't scratch a dent in Troy's ego, but it hurt this time. She said with so much hatred and venom that he actually believed it this time.

"I'm not too fond of you either Evans."

"Okay, what's going on in here?" Asked the teacher as she rentered the classroom with a stern look.

Troy and Sharpay's gave on each other ended finally as they both looked to the ground. "Nothing." They both muttered.

"Good, now get back to work."

They continued the rest of class, Sharpay and Troy never saying another word to each other.

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"I hate Bolton. I hate him. I hate him. I hate, hate, hate him!" Sharpay muttered over and over again as she looked at her twin dangeriously.

"I'm sorry Shar, but we have to work on our project." Ryan explained as he sat at the island in his kitchen, his sister looking glum as she stood across from him.

"Why can't you do it at his house, and you know...far away from me?"

Ryan rolled his eyes. He wasn't denying that his sister could get pretty dramatic when it came to Troy Bolton. He had no clue why they hated each other so much, but he knew better than to ask. "He has family from out of town over. We can only do it here." He said, getting up and making his way through the house to get to upstairs.

"That's not true." She denied. "There's the library, the park, the bus stop, the cementary, Chad's house, Gabby's house, The grocery store, the music shop, the coffee shop, the-" She continued as she followed him.

"Okay, I get it Shar. But we're doing it here. Sorry."

"But Ry-" She whined.

"Sorry Shar. But we're not doing the project at the store or the bus stop or the-" He paused, turning to look at her with an odd expression. "Cementary."

She sighed and frowned. "What? A couple flashlights and maybe a tent it'd be like camping out."

"Yeah, where hundreds of people are dead and barried."

She rolled her eyes and slupmed against the banner of the stair case. "Ryan, I'm begging you here"

"If you don't want to be around him so bad then why don't you go to Taylor's or Gabby's?"

"Because I have homework of my own that I need typed and printed out before tomorrow."

"So stay in your room and you'll never even know he's here."

"Oh, I'll know." She insisted, still following Ryan on his heels. "He has this evil era surrounding him. It's like when you know when death is coming."

He stopped, turning around, causing Sharpay to also stop. "Did you really just campare Troy Bolton to death?"

"Not exactly...I like the idea of death much better than having Troy Bolton in my house."

"Don't be so dramatic Shar. Just stay in your room and you'll never even know that Troy was here, trust me."

"The last time I trusted you I ended up with a broken arm." She glared.

"It's not my fault you actually believed me when I said you could fly." He spoke swiftly, entering the room and closing the door.

"I was in a cast of three months!" She yelled from the other side of Ryan's bedroom door.

"And how long are you going to hold that over my head? It was nine years ago!"

"Three months Ry. Three months!"

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"Evans."

"Ugh, Bolton." Sharpay retored as Troy and Ryan walked past her room just as she was coming from hers. "See what I meant about the whole death thing?" She asked towards Ryan.

Ryan rolled his eyes. "Shar, please."

"Let me guess." Troy pitched in with slight amusment in his voice. "I'm like death right?"

"Close enough." Sharpay muttered, breezily walking past them and down stairs.

Troy looked after her until she was out of sight and turned back to Ryan. "She's never going to ease up on me is she?"

"Possibly...you know, when you die or somethig like that." He replied, trying to hide his grin.

"Knowing her, she'd proabaly be the one that kills me."

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In the next chapter I'll have Sharpaya nd Troy talking more, like as they're secret identities or whatever you want to call it. It just didn't really fit into what I was doing in this chapter. And I just wanted to say, that I personally liked the Ryan and Sharpay conversation. I love making them bicker. And don't worry...Sharpay doesn't hate Troy as much as it seems...maybe.

Anyways, please review!