This next one shot is inspired by MILK! xP, and um, If you guys know, Lucas is currently in a movie entitled "Milk" about Harvey Milk, some famous gay politician. 8D But the this oneshot is actually about Milk, not the movie he's in.

As the years progressed, Ryan began to take a liking of this school party thing. It was way better than that kindergarten party. School parties became more organized, and not so much running around. It was really just an excuse to eat in class.

That year, was the year it snowed for the first time in five years around Christmas. The kids were still in school that day, as it was the day before Christmas break. The children celebrated by having a fifth graders only snowball fight(while some of the girls backed out, making snow angels instead) until the teacher called them in for their party.

This year's room mother baked cookies and cupcakes, made some sort of craft from candy canes, and then exchanged secret Santa presents. As the designated helper passed out the snacks, Ryan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

A month ago, he had this allergic reaction to this pastry his mother made, and so after he made a trip to the hospital for allergy shots, they found he was allergic to milk. Ever since then, he couldn't help but feel left out when other kids would have ice cream, or cookies, or even milk. He never liked milk much, but it was what it was in, that made him feel left out.

As the designated helper came to his table, Ryan shook his head. "No thanks." He said sadly refusing the goodie. The mother came over behind the boy, and looked concerned. She knew he was too thin to be dieting, and he looked sad at the fact he couldn't have a treat, so he probably wanted one. "What's wrong? Why don't you want a treat?" She asked him, as her son handed Ryan a cup of juice.

Ryan frowned, taking a sip of his juice. "I'm allergic to milk." he said, as the room mother frowned. "Oh dear," She said worried, " I mustn't have gotten a notice from your mother." She sighed, and apologized to Ryan"I'm so sorry sweetie."

Ryan just shrugged. It was, after all, something he would have to get used to.

As the day went by, he just couldn't wait to get back home. Even though he was told he was allergic to milk, they could still make their annual cookies, he just couldn't eat them. As much fun as those pointless crafts were, he couldn't wait to get home.

The day finally came to an end, and the next thing Ryan knew he was at home, sitting in old clothes in the middle of the kitchen throwing ingredients into the mixing bowl.

"1 egg."

"1 egg."

"Sugar"

"Sugar."

"Milk."

Ryan went to the refrigerator to grab the milk. Ryan reached his hand to the carton of milk and read the label. "Soy milk?"

His mother nodded. "Yep, it's better for you anyway, and plus it's milk you can have. It's not from a cow, so therefore, you can have it."

Ryan breathed in the horrible excuse for milk, and gagged. He was not going to like soy milk. He handed it to his mother anyway, as she added it into the cookie mix.

Half an hour later, Ryan bit into a cookie, to see how it tasted with the soy milk. He spit it out, and decided that soy milk really was evil. He was glad to have the doorbell ring, so he wouldn't have to tell his mother why he hated the cookie, she was already at his throat for not having much calcium.

Opening the door, he was a little confused as to why Troy Bolton, basketball God, was at his door. Troy shifted uncomfortably on his feet and handed a basket to Ryan. "My mom feels really, really, bad not knowing you couldn't have some of her cookies, so she decided to make you some, special. The milk is replaced with Soy milk, I think, and it's supposed to be better for you. Here." Troy stuck a cookie into Ryan's mouth.

Ryan then randomly started loving soy milk.