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Once again, I do not own HSM…but I love it.

Juilliard Year-2 (Part2)

If someone would have told me near the end of sophomore year Ryan was going to have an idea that would change the whole course of our future...I would have believed you. To me, Ryan could achieve anything. Now, that doesn't mean I always saw eye to eye with his views. (Well, most of the time I did.) However, there was one time when I almost doubted one of his most brilliant ideas.

I stared at Ryan with a look somewhere between insanity and dread. Insanity because I could not believe I was even considering letting him talk me into this and dread because this had to be the very worst idea he had ever come up with.

"You think we should what?"

Ryan looked at me with the utmost patience radiating from his body.

"Kels, just give it a chance."

I gave him what he termed my "cute, while thoroughly disgruntled" look.

"Let me get this straight Ry. You want me to compose a musical about our high school experience?"

"Exactly, you compose and I choreograph…it will be perfect. And this way I never have to refer to you as "Writers Block" again." Ryan said, smiling.

I didn't understand why he was smiling. I mean who in their right mind would ever…EVER be interested in my high school experience. (I believe I mentioned all the way back in chapter 1 how I was invisible up until junior year.) And I felt almost comfortable vocalizing this fact to Ryan.

"Ryan, do you remember me in high school…I mean you didn't even really talk to me."

"I did so, I talked to you." He muttered

"Okay, let me rephrase…when I say "talk" I mean as in hold a real conversation. Let me remind you my friend we did not really, truly get to know one another until the summer before senior year."

Wow, I was amazed, this felt kind of good. I didn't realize this was something I kind of needed to… actually express to Ryan. And then my good feeling quickly turned bad when I saw Ryan's expression. He looked terrible.

"I treated you horribly Kels, didn't I?"

I stopped breathing…what do I say to that? I mean the Ryan up until the summer before junior year was a completely different person when compared to the man standing before me. I decided honesty was the best choice here.

"You weren't horrible. You were…growing up and learning your own way. I imagine that was sometimes hard to do with a twin like Sharpay. That said there must have been something great about you, because I liked you even when I was invisible."

There it was…it was out, the truth, well, kind of…I may have substituted the word "like" for "love" but he may still be able to decipher. Now I just had to await his reaction.

"I always liked you too Kels." (YES!) "And I always hoped we could be friends." (NO!)

Okay, so obviously my subtext was not as blatant as I originally thought. But that's okay. I mean look at me, it is a beautiful sunny spring day and I am spending it with the man I love…all is good in the world.

I looked over at Ryan and smiled.

"So tell me more about this musical idea."

I walked back to my dorm, all the while thinking about Ryan's idea. It was actually starting to grow on me. There was just one hitch, it couldn't be about me. Well, I mean it could, but I couldn't be the lead…but I knew exactly who could. I took off running back to my room.

Marissa was looking at me like I had grown a third eye. I had just shared Ryan's idea with her…and needless to say, she was less than thrilled.

"Okay, just so I understand correctly…you and Ryan are thinking of teaming up and writing a musical based on your high school experience?"

I could tell she was going to be a hard sell.

"Yes," I said.

"And what are you going to call it….High School Musical?"

My roommate was a possible genius.

"Ryan and I hadn't even really thought about titles yet." I said excitement building in my voice, "But you know Riss, that one's not bad."

Marissa's eyes looked ready to bulge out of her head.

"I was kidding, that was a joke. You can't name it High School Musical, that's way too trite."

But inspiration had already hit.

"Congratulations Marissa, you have just named our musical. I will make sure the credit is all yours."

Marissa stopped and looked at me for a second.

"You truly believe you and Ryan can do this don't you Kels?"

The truth was written all over my face, "More than anything Riss."

Marissa moved across the room to hug me.

"Well, you know I will support and help you guys in every way possible."

A huge smile fell upon my lips, "You already have Riss, you hooked us up with the title."

Marissa started laughing.

"You are really going to go with High School Musical?"

I nodded in agreement; I could already imagine Ryan laughing when he heard it.

"Well, you know, now that I think about it…I don't think it's as trite as I first thought. In fact, someone super smart must have come up with that title."

I grabbed Marissa's arm and started to pull her out the door.

"C'mon, let's go find Ryan…you have to let him in on your brilliant title."

Throughout the remainder of sophomore year Ryan and I worked during our spare time on the musical. I was nervous to share the idea with the other Wildcats, especially Sharpay. (We may have dramatized her character a little bit…but hey, it worked.) Whereas, I was surprised at how enthusiastic everyone was with the idea…Ryan expected their excitement. As we worked together on our pet project I came to realize that Ryan not only believed whole heartedly in the musical, but in me too.

I really felt it was important to dedicate a chapter to Kelsi's music, since that is such an imperative part of her character. It also allowed Kelsi and Ryan to clear up some unresolved high school issues.