Chapter 4
Gabriella looked down at her history book. She was supposed to be following along while the class read, but she couldn't. Not after what had happened the other day.
She looked out the window. She saw some kids walking around, cutting class. She'd rather be anywhere but here right now.
History class whipped by. As Gabriella made her way towards her locker, she saw Sharpay.
"Hi!" Sharpay said.
"Hey."
"Is something wrong?"
"No."
Sharpay glared at her. "Something's wrong."
Gabriella looked around. "Do you promise not to tell anybody?"
Sharpay nodded.
"I have a disorder."
"What kind?"
"It's called Obsessive Compulsion Disorder."
"What does that mean?"
"It means I stress more than the average person."
Sharpay smiled. "Freak."
"I'm not a freak!"
"Sorry…. It's a force of habit."
Gabriella frowned.
"Well, why don't you want anybody to know?"
"I've already been known as the Freaky Math Girl, I don't need people making fun of me for this."
"Are there any other side effects?"
"I have panic attacks. They make me feel like I'm going to pass out or something."
"When'd you find this out?"
"Yesterday."
"Do you have to see a therapist?"
"Yeah."
"You're crazy! You see a therapist!"
"That doesn't mean I'm crazy!"
"Yes it does!"
"Don't tell anybody! Please!"
"But…."
"Sharpay."
"Fine, I won't."
"Thank you."
Sharpay walked away.
Troy came up. "Hi, Gabriella."
"Hi."
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I'm not."
"Why?"
"Hey, loser."
Gabriella turned around to see Emmy….. She had changed.
"Emmy, please don't call me that," Troy said.
"Sometimes the truth hurts."
Gabriella stared at her.
"What are you looking at?"
"Nothing."
"Freak."
"Em…."
"Troy, shut up!"
"No, Emmy."
"God, you're so fricken annoying!" Emmy screamed.
"He is not!" Gabriella couldn't believe she had just said that.
"Yeah, he is. So are you."
"What has happened to you?" Gabriella said, disgusted.
"I've changed. You have to deal with it. I'm not a loser like I used to be."
"Hey, Emmy!" Yena, Olivia, and Wendy came up to her.
"Hey, girls!"
"OH MY GOD!" Olivia said, walking past Emmy. "TROY BOLTON!"
Troy looked annoyed. "Hi."
"YOU ARE SO HOT!" Wendy yelled.
"Thanks…."
"Girls, girls, give him some space." Yena walked up to him. "Hi."
"Hey."
"So, do you….. Oh my God?! You're dating her?!" Yena turned to Gabriella.
"No, we're not dating," Gabriella said, embarrassed.
Troy's face grew red.
"Good," Yena said.
"You wouldn't want to go out with him. He's a loser," Emmy said.
"I thought he was your favorite cousin."
"The key word is 'was'."
"Well, I still think he's hot."
"You guys are losers if you think he is hot! Now, it's either me, or him!"
"Well, the whole reason we even started hanging out with you is because of him. So, I'd chose him," Yena said. The other two nodded.
"Fine! Then we're no longer friends!" Emmy stormed off.
"Whatever." Yena turned to Troy. "See ya later." She, Olivia, and Wendy left.
"I'd better go talk to Emmy." Troy ran off.
"Hey, freak." Gabriella turned to see a girl standing behind her. "Hear you have to go see a therapist."
SHARPAY!