so sorry for the wait, but its midterms and I am studying right now, but here it is! Chapter 23! hope you all like it! R.E.R.!
~~Dear Diary~~
Chapter 23
The traffic was light which was good. The silence in the back was slightly awkward, but not as awkward as before. At least Troy and Gabriella weren't screaming at each other. That was a good thing; but, it was annoying the driver that they wouldn't stop staring at eachother, like they were both wishing to kiss the other and caress the other's face in their palms. Troy cleared his throat, "So,...where are you taking us?" he asked the driver who stopped at a red light and looked in the review mirror. His green eyes penetrating Troy's blue ones, "can't say." he said in a flat monotone.
"Can't or won't." Gabriella mumbled, Troy heard but the driver, not so much. Troy grabbed her hand and laced his fingers with hers and gave it a squeeze. Gabriella smiled and leaned into his side, and rested her head on his shoulder-something that she's missed doing for 11 years. Troy put his head on hers and kissed the top of it, "I'm going with that he won't tell us." he whispered, of course to the driver, it probably looked like they were being all mushy. He felt like gagging and he wanted to puke up the bile that was in his throat. Even in high school he's never liked it. He payed attention to the road and not the couple in the back seat; but, after three blocks he heard, "Wait a minute!"
He slammed on the brakes and immediately turned toward the people in the back, his best glare fixed. "I am driving! Have you no brain to-"
"Hey! Don't talk to her like that!" Troy interrupted, his fists clenched and his knuckles turning white. His blue eyes were fixed in a glare and his jaw was set and his teeth were clamped together, he resembled a mad dog that looked ready to attack. The tension in the air was so thick that it stayed silent for a few minutes, then the minutes grew long and it felt like they'd been sitting for hours Then Gabriella started laughing, which caused Troy and the driver to break the staring contest and look at the brunette who seemed to be on the verge of hysterics.
"Brie, what's so funny?" Troy asked, confusion masking his face and voice. "The guy insulted you and you are laugh-" Gabriella's small hand covered his mouth and she wiped the tears of laughter from her eyes before she spoke. "Troy-don't-you-recognize-him?" giggles escaped her mouth between every word. Troy looked from her to the stiff in the front and back, he shook his head no. Gabriella groaned, "I'll give you a hint. Almost as dumb as Chad and the co-captain of the co-captain of the East High wildcats."
And the light bulb went on. Troy's eyes widened and he looked at the driver again, "Jason? Jason Cross?" The driver turned quickly away so that he was facing the front and he whispered profanities to particularly no one. Sharpay was going to kill him, he was deader than dead. If there was such a thing that could kill him, bring back and kill him again. Oh, yeah there is; her name is Sharpay Evans. He put his foot on the gas and drove on, he tried not to think about the many bad things that Sharpay could do to him. But, that didn't mean that he wasn't scared shitless.
AngieXxatImprovajavaxX
The smell of many flavors of coffee surrounded Angie as she stood backstage. Tonight was the night, she was going to sing, To be honest she has never told anyone that she could sing. Not even her mother knew. How sad right? Well, now her mother and her father were going to hear her sing. She had the song picked out and everything. Its a song that she wrote-it wasn't the song she wrote for her dad, that's kind of personal. No, the song she chose is something that took her all freaking night to write, and it almost got her grounded because she was up all night. But, at least she finished it.
"Angie! You ready!" cheered an overly perky voice. Angie turned slowly around, her cheeks were flushed and her heart felt like it would break out of her chest at any moment.
"A-aunt Sharpay, I-I c-c-can't do this..." she said, her palms were sweaty and slick. She felt sweat beads build up on her forehead and her stomach felt like being a gymnast for the night and was doinf flips and somersalts all over the place.
"Sweety, of course you can do it. Listen your parents are out there right now-confused of why they are here, and Jason for some reason is avoiding me; I'll figure that out later. And I spilled rasberry tea all over my new white pull over and-"
"Aunt Sharpay!" Angie said, ceasing Sharpay's incestant babbling. Sharpay was still the over dramatic, ice queen from East High, but she got better through the years. Her hair wasn't as bright a blond as it used to be, it had a strawberry tint to it and her eyes that were green were now a bronze color and her wardrobe consisted of other colors besides just pink. But, that doesn't mean that pink is still her main color.
"Sorry," she said, twiddling her manicured fingers together. "So, just take deep breaths and relax, Okay?" Angie nodded and gulped loudly. Sharpay pulled her in for a hug and whispered words of comfort in her ear. When they pulled away, Sharpay told Angie that she had to check on the front of the shop and greet the guests-particularly the 'VIP' guests. Angie nodded and finished up getting ready. Relas, Angie, you can do this. she told herself, you are a beast; you can kick anyone's ass at singing! Yeah! let's do this!
She walked to the dressing area to finish up; now that she had given herself the pep talk. She just kept saying those words in her head and she felt better instantly.
"So, why do you think that Jason dropped us off here?" Gabriella asked, sipping her machiatto. It was blended with caramel, chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry. Her favorite mix ever. She and Troy were sitting at a small round table that had a view of a platform that looked like a stage, maybe they did open mic night here.
"It's hard to say, Jason has always been hard to read. What do you think?" Troy asked, looking around at the place. It wasn't crowded, but it was busy.
"I don't know. I guess we just have to-"
"Ohmygawd!" screamed a high pitched voice behind her, causing them both to see who yelled.
"Sharpay?" they both asked, "is that you?"
She nodded vigorously and wrapped her arms around both their shoulders. "Yep, its me! Welcome to improvajava! My coffee shop!"
"Yours?" Gabriella said, "I thought that you'd be on broadway or something?"
"Well, I was, but I saw this shop was for sale and I bought and now-it's mine!" she laughed, he laugh was still infectious. Troy and Gabriella smiled at each other awkwardly then laughed slightly before sliding out from Sharpay's arms.
"It's nice to see you Sharpay, really, um...have you seen Angie?" Troy asked, going around the table. He's loved Sharpay like a little sister, but she's always scared him shitless; she is always unpredictable with her actions. Sharpay's eyes widened and then she let out a nervous laugh, "ha-ha, I've seen her, but it's not like she's h-here or anyth-thing...heh.." she was always a horrible liar.
Troy and Gabriella gave each other a sideways glance and then stared back at the strawberry blond in front of them. "Shar-"
"Oh! Look at that!" Sharpay hollered, looking at her non-existent watch. "I've got to go, it is open mic night and the first act-well, really the only act because the others got stage fright and pulled out of the show so I have only one act, but she's decided to-"
"Sharpay!" they both screamed. Sharpay still has that babbling problem that she had in high school.
"Sorry, anyway, you guys just sit here and enjoy the act-you'll love it or so help me that i'll make you love it-and I'll go introuduce the act, its almost time anyway. Enjoy the show, guys." she walked off and Troy and Gabriella just stood there dumbfounded, then Sharpay walked back to them and yelled, "SIT!" which they obeyed right away. She smiled and went up to Troy, "Troysie"-only she is allowed to call him that-"you're famous right? Well, can you tell me what you think of this act? I personally think she's awesome and fantabulous, but hey I'm not the famous one you are so...you think that you can?" she batter her eyelashes and pouted like she was in high school all over again.
Troy sighed and hung his head, how can he resist his younger 'sister'? He can't. She clapped her hands and jumped twice before thanking him and running off to the stage and grabbing the microphone. "Everyone...Hello...HEY!" silence. "Um, I would like to welcome you guys to improvajava's open mic night and since the rest of acts-you all know who you are-pulled out of the show due to stage fright-ametuers- we only have one act, so I would like you all to give a warm loud welcome to the daughter of my very best friend, Angelina Anna Maria Montez!"
Everyone applauded and Troy and Gabriella felt their jaws drop and they applauded slowly, shocked that Angie was doing this. Why didn't she tell them that she could...? And since when could she...? Huh...?
The curtain opened and Angie was on the stage wearing dark purple skinny jeans and a black leather tanktop with a white, plain-looking camisole over it. Classy, yet racy. and to top it off she had black combat boots and she had her hair down in its natural waviness. She walked up to the mic and grabbed it with her hands- which her left one had on a red-leather half glove. "Hey, every one, um..this song is about how I feel about my parents...who happen to be sitting in the corner over there." Everyone turned to look, Troy and Gabriella felt like crawling under a rock and dying. "So, I hope you like it."
Music started to play and it wasn't long before a countdown sounded
in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
And she started to sing her heart out.
I know, you see
Somehow the world will change for me
And be so wonderful
Live life, breathe air
I know somehow we're gonna get there
And feel so wonderful
I will make you change your *mind*
These things happen all the time
And it's all real
I'm telling you just how I feel
Troy and Gabriella watched as the lyrics flowed beautifully from her mouth and how the beat of music was enchanting and enticing enough that everyone in the shop started to sway in their seats.
So wake up the members of my nation
It's your time to be
There's no chance unless you take one
Everytime
Just see the brighter side of every situation
Somethings are meant to be
So give it your best and leave the rest to me
I Know
This time
To raise the hand that draws the line
And be so wonderful
Golden sunshine
I know somehow it's going to be mine
And feel so wonderful
She jumped off the stage and her feet landed with a thud on her parents table, causing her mother's machiatto to spill and splatter, but her mother was watching her daughter sing her heart out and Troy was watching as well, with wide eyes. Why didn't Angie say anything? The beat went faster and she got very into it and she swung her hips in a rock n'roll fashion.
Show me what you can become
There's a dream in everyone
And it's all real
I'm telling you just how I feel
So wake up the members of my nation
It's your time to be
There's no chance unless you take one
Everytime
Just see the brighter side of every situation
Somethings are meant to be
So give it your best and leave the rest to me
Angie jumped off the table and into the crowd and crowd-surfed to the stage where she finished up her song and smiled as she sang till her lungs burst in an explosion of adrenaline and happiness.
Leave it all to me
Leave it all to me
So make it mine and see it through
You know you won't be free until you
Wake up the members of my nation
It's your time to be
There's no chance unless you take one
Everytime
Just see the brighter side of every situation
Somethings are meant to be
So give it your best and leave the rest to me
Leave it all to me
Leave it all to me
Just leave it all to me
The whole coffee shop erupted with applause and Troy and Gabriella couln't help but wildly and loudly clap their hands together and cheer for their daughter, with proud smiles on their faces. Some people in the crowd were shouting 'encore', Troy may have started that bit. But, other's joined in and yelled it louder. Angie blushed scarlett as she put the mic back on the stand and she said her thanks, but she couldn't leave the stage. The whole crowd was shouting encore! Should she say 'no' or should she just..oh, hell, she grabbed the mic and said, "Thank you! Do you guys want more!" they cheered, and she smiled bigger. "I'll be here tomorrow night!" They cheered again as she put the mic on the stand again and walked off the stage.
Troy and Gabriella got off the stools and followed their daughter backstage. They hadn't expected to hear her sing, hell, they didn't know she could. But, maybe there's something more to her. More than they thought.
"Mom! Dad!" Angie called as she ran up to them and wrapped them both in a hug. They wrapped their arms around her and squeezed tightly, they felt so proud of her. They were proud of her. "Will you guys let me do it again tomorrow?" she asked, pulling away.
"Well,.." Troy said, pulling a serious face for a minute. Angie frowned; a minute passed. "Sure, why not, I see no problem with it."
Angie gasped and hugged him tightly. "Just wait one minute young lady," scolded Gabriella. Troy and Angie turned towards her, "why didn't you tell me-us- that you sing?"
Angie blushed once again. "Well, I just wanted to surprise you guys is all." she looked down at the ground, her face heating up like and turning as red as a fire engine, "and I wrote another song...for dad...when we get home, maybe I'll sing for you guys..." she shuffled her feet.
Troy and Gabriella looked at the suddenly shy 11 year old girl that stood before them and wrapped their arms around her once more. Troy said, "I would like that, baby girl." she smiled.
"That would be lovely, bebe linda." Gabriella said as she hugged her tighter, Angie hugged both of them and soon after they both got a ride from Jason and were on their way home. It had been amazing, singing for a crowd and then having to sing the song that Angie wrote for her dad when she got home. She loved her life. She wanted it to stay like this.
It was perfect.
Next chapter is the finale. Just letting you all know. Hope you all liked this one.
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