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Chapter 30

Sharpay made her way down the school hallway. She was reluctant to leave Emmy alone, but they had finished her surgery. She was fine.

No sooner had Sharpay made it to her locker when she saw a piece of paper on the ground. She picked it up. It had a picture of Gabriella on it, but somebody had drawn a all over her face, like some of her teeth had black marker over them. But, even more horrifying, was the message:

GABRIELLA MONTEZ IS THE UGLISEST, REGGIEST, BRATTIEST SLUTE I HAVE EVER MET.

SHE STEALS BOYFRIENDS, SHE LEAVES THE STATE SECRETLY, AND MOST OF ALL, SHE'S PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!

DO NOT TRUST THIS LIEING SACK OF CRAP! SHE IS A SLUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sharpay could not believe her eyes. Who would do such a thing? The only true thing about this is that she did leave the state, but who cares about that? It's no big deal.

Sharpay hurried to her locker, noticing identical rips on Gabriella on lockers, on walls, on the floors, on doors.

She quickly put in her combo. As she stuffed her backpack into her locker, she heard laughing coming from down the hall. She looked to see Velma with Troy…

Now Sharpay knew. It was Velma.

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Gabriella pulled into he driveway. She ran into her house. Her mother was sitting on a chair. Gabriella ran up and hugged her.

Caught by surprise, her mother screamed.

"I'm home, Mom."

"I can see that," her mother said, embracing her back. "Thank God. I was very worried about you, honey. Never run away again. Besides, it couldn't have been good for your injuries."

"I know, but they seem to be better. I don't hurt as much."

"That's good, but you're going to have a lot of work to make up in school."

"I know, but I was wondering if I could go to the royalty dance tonight?"

"Honey, if you miss school the day of the event, you can't go. It's a rule."

"What time is it?"

"It's eleven. Why?"

"I can still make it! I can go to school! Please, Mom?"

"Honey, I think you should rest."

But Gabriella was already out the door. She grabbed the keys to her own car and drove off. She was going to school.

****

Sharpay walked up to Velma in History class. "Hi, Velma. Can I sit by you?"

Velma shot Sharpay a suspicious look. "Why?"

Not answering the question, Sharpay sat down next to Velma. "So, did you see those rips on Gabriella?"

"See them? I made them."

"Really?"

"Uh-huh. Aren't they hilarious?"

Their teacher walked in. "Okay, take your seats and open to page 55 in your textbooks."

As Velma began to take her textbook out, Sharpay stood up on their table. "I don't think they are hilarious. They're degrading!"

"Ms. Evans, take your seat."

"Not yet, Mr. Maktobe, I'm not done yet." Sharpay turned back to Velma. "Gabriella is a really nice person if you get to meet her, but you just judge people. For example, you think Gabriella is rotten just because she and Troy used to have a thing for each other! Oh, let me correct myself. You think Gabriella is rotten jest because she and Troy still have a thing for each other. Well, I'll tell you who's the slut!"

"Ms. Evans, take a seat, now!"

"Velma, I was once in your place. I was in love with Troy Bolton. I wanted Gabriella and Emmy out of the picture. So, I was rude to Emmy. I even made Gabriella think she was pregnant by messing up all of the tests she took! You know, I was rude to both Gabriella and Emmy, and I realize you were only rude to Gabriella, but you're no better."

"Please, I was the one who messed up Emmy. I paid my brother, Bob, to get her hooked on drugs and smoking."

"THAT WAS YOU?!"

"Yep. And you know what? It worked! Now I'm the only person in Troy's life. At least, the only person who he cares about."

"You're a bitch!"

"Do not use that language in my class, Ms. Evans!"

"You're just jealous because unlike your plans, mine actually worked. Troy loves me. You're jealous because he doesn't love you."

"I am over Troy! I have been for a while! You know why? Because I realized that he loves Gabriella! So, I backed off."

"Sharpay, Velma, Principal's office."

Sharpay got down from the table and stormed out of the class. She didn't want to walk down with Velma. She didn't want anything to do with Velma.

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Gabriella ran out of her car and into East High. She ran to her locker and pulled out her Algebra book. She ran to Algebra class.

On her way, she bumped into Ryan. She glared at him. She did not forget how he lied to her at the gas station.

"Gabriella? What are you doing here?"

"I made it home today, and the only way I can go to the dance tonight is if I go to school today."

"Gabriella, you should probably be at home, resting. You drove a long way. You must be tired."

"Just leave me alone." Gabriella walked past him.

As she reached her Algebra class, she noticed a piece of paper. She looked at it. It was one of the fliers that ripped on her.

She crumpled it up and went into her class.

Her classmates stared at her. So did her teacher.

Not knowing what to do, she said, "I'm back."

"Ah, Miss Montez, have you recovered from your injuries?" her teacher asked.

"Yeah."

"Well, take a seat, and I'll get you caught up on your work."

Gabriella sat down. She felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around to find a guy grinning at her. He said one word: "Slut."