Chapter eight
A/N- I had, like, a complete mental breakdown today in gym. I had a horrible migrane and I started crying, so I went to the locker room. so I was alone in the locker room crying and hyperventilating. I couldn't even breathe or talk. It was horrible. But at least I got out of school half an hour earlier because I had to get picked up. I was in serious pain.
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"Hey Sharpay." Zeke greeted me Monday morning, holding an iced coffee in his hand as he stood at my locker.
"Um, hi." I replied flatly. I wasn't in the mood to deal with people today. Especially Zeke.
"Listen, I heard about you and Troy." He said, a fake sad smile plastered on his face. I tried not to roll my eyes at his attempt. "So I thought I'd help cheer you up by bring you your favorite. Iced coffee." He smiled, holding out the coffee.
I started at him for a while, curious. I decied just to take the coffee. Today was going to be a very long day and I needed something to keep me fueled, and it was sweet of Zeke to get it for me. "Thanks Zeke." I smiled, taking a sip. "That was sweet of you."
"Not a problem. Listen Shar, I know that you and Troy just broke up but I was wondering if you maybe-" I stopped listening after awhile and just tuned him out. It wasn't that I wasn't trying to listen, it was that all my sences suddenly shut down as I saw my now ex-boyfriend enter through the school doors. We locked eyes for a split second before he looked away, hiding his face and walking past me. I just stood there, motionless.
"Hey Shar. You listening?" Zeke asked, snapping his fingers in front of my face.
"Huh? What?"
"I asked if maybe you wanted to get something to eat tomorrow night. You know...as a date."
"Um..." I looked back slightly towards Troy's locker where he was standing, starring at us. He looked down when he saw me look back and began rumaging thorugh his locker. I turned back to Zeke and gave him a small smile. "Sorry Zeke. I just...don't think I'm quite ready yet. But thanks for asking."
He looked slightly dazed and defeated as he sighed. "Yeah, no problem. Later Shar."
"Bye Zeke." I whispered as he walked away. I didn't dare turn back to see if Troy was still there. Honestly, I wasn't sure I wanted to know.
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"Hey Shar girl." Gabriella greeted me softly as I entered class. She had a comforting smile on her face and I knew instantly that Ryan had told her everything.
"Ryan spilled to ya, huh?" I asked, rasing an eyebrow.
"Yup. But how are you?" She asked, consern lacing her voice. "Need a hug?" She asked seriously, holding out her arms.
I gave a small smile, but sighed as hugged her. Actually, a hug is kind of what I needed. "Thanks Gabs."
"Anytime Shar Shar. What are friends better for other than hugs, right?"
I grinned, giving her another short hug. "You're my rock Gabs."
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I sat through most of the class, doing just fine. Keeping my eyes ahead on the teacher and not daring to look over at Troy, though I could feel not only his eyes, but also most of the classes eyes on me. I just slid down in my seat, crossed my arms and tried my best to ignore it. But it was so frustrating. He had dumped me! He had broken my heart and now he has the nerve to just sit there and stare at me. I couldn't believe him!
I could still see him watching me out of the corner of my eyes, and honestly, I'd had enough of this. "What?!" I yelled, snapping at Troy. He flinched back, looking suprised.
"What?" He asked slowly, carefully.
"Would you stop looking at me!" I yelled again. "Isn't it enough to have already hurt me enough, but now you're just sitting there, starring at me, and it's driving me nuts! Can you just stop?!"
He stared at me hard, looking upset. "I...I'm sorry." He choked out.
I took a deep breathe, noticing everyone in the room had been watching out little exchange. Or rather my outburst. I did the only thing I could think of. I ran.
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"Well that was um...something back there." A deep, hesitant voice said from beside me as they too slid down the lockers. I knew eactly who it was without looking at them. I simply wiped my tears and turned away, refusing to look at him.
"Pay..." He tried again, placing a cold hand on me knee.
I moved away from his touch. "So I'm Pay again, huh?"
He groaned to himself as I heard his head hitting against the locker. "You've always been Pay. Listen, I'm so incredibly sorry for before. I know I was a huge jerk and you didn't deserve any of it."
I nodded slowly. "I didn't."
"I know."
We sat there in silence before I slowly bgean to rise from my posision, wiping my last few tears. "I um...I better get back to class."
He looked down at the floor, nodding slightly. "I just want you to know that this is hurting me more than it is you."
I stared at him a minute. I wasn't even sure how to feel anymore. "Troy..." I poke softly, my voice cracking slightly. He looked up at me, his blue eyes looking at me intently. "I don't think I can believe you on that one."
Before he could say anything, I walked away and back to class. He never glanced at me once and no one said a word.
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"So, quite the day huh Shar?" Chad's voice frightned me as I jumped, my head coming dangerously close to hitting the top of the locker.
"Huh?" I asked, confused as I turned to face him. Of course, he had his basketball right in his hands.
"The thing in class. It was quite the show."
I rolled my eyes, closing the locker and starting toward my next class. Unfortunitly I had it with Chad. "Can we not talk about that, please?"
He gave me a symathetic smile, putting an arm around my shoulder and giving me a half hug. "I'm sorry, but you know what might cheer you up?"
I gave him a warry look, almost afraid to ask. "What?"
"You come to the movies with me and the gang tonight."
I bit my lip, slowly asking the next question. "Will Troy be there?"
Chad shook his head. "Nope, he said he didn't want to come bcause it'd just upset you."
"Yeah, well..."
He gave me another quick half hug, as I layed my head on his shoulder. "Don't worry Shar. Everything will work out. Trust me. If you and Bolton are suppose to be together, you will be. Or at least that's what all those guys say in those crappy romance movies."
I lifted my head, laughing at his words. "You're one of a kind Chad."
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Troy's POV
I entered my house lazily and tired. Today had been awful. Seeing Pay so upset all day and not being able to make her feel better, it was torture. I hated being the cause of her pain. I just wanted to take it all back. Fix it.
"Hey big bro." I heard Annabelle's voice ring through the kitchen as she cheerfully skipped into the kitchen. This was definitly not the sister I knew.
I caustiously took off my jacket, looking over her carefully. "Okay, if your some kind of evil alien creature here to take over my sister's life form you don't have to convince me. Take her."
Annabelle's cheerful gaze turned hard as her eyes narrowed. "Shup up, will you? I have an idea to help you get Sharpay back."
She officially had my attention now. Anything that could help me get Pay back I was all ears for. "What do you mean?"
She grinned, a certain glint in her crytal eyes. "I have an idea of how you can see Sharpay again."
I gave her a curious look. Even if she did have some genius idea I still wasn't sure if Pay would ever forgive me for what I did to her. "What's your plan?"
She grinned even wider, rubbing her hands together in an eveil scientist fashion. "I'm glad you asked."
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