Okay, so guess what? I started working on another story! :D I think I'm gonna finish this one first, before I upload it. But I don't know, yet.

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own HSM. But I'll be sure to ask Mickey Mouse if I can have it, next time I go to Disneyland. ;]

Sharpay felt bad about avoiding Troy. Well, avoiding Gabriella, which caused her to avoid Troy. She decided to try to find him, so he would know she wasn't really ditching him. Since it was after school, she figured he'd be at his car, preparing to leave. She was right.

She walked up to Troy's car. "Hey Trojan."

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you all day.," was Troy's way of greeting Sharpay.

"It didn't seem like it… you were with Gabriella, the whole time," she said without thinking.

Troy was confused as to how Gabriella had anything to do with him looking for her, but didn't question. "Ryan said, you wanted to ask me something."

"No… I wanted him to ask you something."

"Well, now that you're here, why can't you ask me?"

"Because it was Ryan's job." It wasn't a very good excuse, but Troy was going to have to live with it.

"Okay…"

"So, what are you doing tomorrow? You know, since it's Saturday and everything.," Sharpay asked quickly, eager to change the subject.

"Oh, I'm probably going to the movies with Brie…," Troy answered. "You can come, too."

"I'll pass." No way was she going anywhere with 'Brie'.

--

"So, are we still going tomorrow?," Gabriella questioned into the phone.

"Yeah," Troy answered on the other end. "I asked Shar, if she wanted to go, but she said-"

Gabriella groaned. "Why did you do that?"

"Do what?," Troy asked, confused.

"Why did you ask Sharpay?"

Troy was still confused. "Was I not supposed to ask?"

"Of course, you're not supposed to."

Troy raised an eyebrow, though Gabriella couldn't see. "Why not?"

"You're just not."

"I don't understand."

"Obviously," Gabriella muttered.

"Hey, I heard that!," Troy retorted. "But, seriously. What's wrong with me inviting Shar?"

"I just don't like her.," Gabriella admitted.

"Why not?"

"I don't know, Troy! Stop asking so many questions!," Gabriella yelled, before slamming her phone shut.

--

"…And then she hung up on me.," Troy finished telling Sharpay, over the phone.

"I told you she was a gypsy, Trojan." Sharpay reminded him.

"Yes. But what does that have to do with her, hanging up on me? Or the fact that she doesn't like you?," he questioned. "I mean, you don't dislike her,do you?"

She bit her lip. "Uh, maybe."

"Maybe what?"

"Maybe I don't like her, either."

"Why?," he wanted to know.

"How should I know?! Gosh, what is with you and all these questions?!" And just like Gabriella had done, she had hung up on him.

Troy stared at his phone, in wonderment. What the heck is going on? Is it 'Hang Up On Troy' Day?

--

"…And then, Shar hung up on me too."

"Troy, why are you telling me all this?," Ryan questioned into the phone, slightly irritated after having to listen to Troy's whole long drawn-out story.

"Because I ran out of people to call. Shar or Gabs are usually the first people I call, and-"

"Goodbye," Ryan said, right before hanging up.

"Yup. It's definitely 'Hang Up On Troy' Day," Troy muttered, as he put his phone down.

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Aw, poor Troy. I never would have hung up on him, if he had called me. :]