Disclaimer: the song that the group writes is actually "go on and cry" performed by Diana Degarmo and written by: David Foster and Linda Thompson. I DO NOT own the song, just thought that it was a great fit for how Sharpay kind of feels for her dear jack ass father after he has hurt all she wants him to do is cry... now on with the chapter
Chapter 12:
"I am confused..." Troy said pacing back and forth in front of the living room couch that Ryan and Kelsi were sitting in front of. The three of them were waiting for Sharpay to get back from talking to the detectives and writing down her full official statement.
"What is there to understand?" Kelsi asked politely looking at Troy and holding Ryan's hand. They may have only began dating a few months ago but she was determined to be her man's support in his darkest hour.
"We already had a name, a song, a band..." Troy started listing then paused and looked at the couple on the couch. He couldn't help but miss the feeling of being in love, but he didn't think of Gabriella for once... He thought about a certain blond who was more complex then anyone had ever imagined.
"I don't know..." Ryan answered Troy's unasked question. They all wanted to know what was going through Sharpay's mind. Any other sane person would crawl up in a hole until their eyes couldn't cry anymore, but the Evan's weren't sane. They stood up and fought against their weaknesses. While Ryan believed keeping the band was a fantastic idea, he couldn't explain why Sharpay thought it was.
"This in not the time," Troy said crinkling his eyebrows in confusion and finally sitting in the chair next to the other two. He ran a hand through his hair from the front to the back as if brushing his hair with his hands would give him some great idea. He was fidgety and felt the need to just keep moving. If he was completely honest with himself, he was wigged out by the entire happening of exactly one week ago, which was only a day after they started the band.
A week ago the three of them had a secret passion for music and a need to release some hidden tension. A week ago the three of them were just going through the motions of living in high school. A week ago they were all blown away by the hidden powerhouse that was in Sharpay. The three of them wanted to start a band a week ago. But in one week things can change without one's control or knowledge.
The day after they practiced in the music room that early morning. The morning after the three of them saw Sharpay at her weakest moment. That was the day that all of them suffered through one nightmare hell of a night. Ryan and Sharpay had lost their grandmother. Kelsi and Ryan had moved everything from his old house to the new condo where the three of them were sitting. Troy listened to Sharpay confess her darkest secret. Sharpay and Troy witnessed the shooting that defied everything. Everything had piled up into one shock after another, until there was nothing worse that could happen to any one of them.
While they all thought that starting a band was a great way to release some basic teenage angst a week ago. Today felt like no amount of music would cure the torturous angst and pain they were all feeling in this moment. A week had changed everything for them. None of the three teenagers sitting in the room felt that anything could change. They needed more effort and passion then they felt they could give. They had three weeks to take four people who were basically strangers a mere week ago and make them an unbelievable band!
While they knew of one another, considered each other friends. They didn't know everything about one another. They knew little things. They knew music and they knew musicals. They knew each other in a big crowd kind of feeling. They had all worked together on the spring musical last year, but the only two who really understood the other completely were Sharpay and Ryan. Even Ryan and Kelsi were still in the discovery part of their relationship, the part where lust guides and everything else follows.
"I say that we actually look through her lyric book. Maybe just seeing her lyrics will give us some inspiration," Ryan suggested grabbing the notebook and scooting to the middle of the couch closer to Kelsi to allow Troy to sit on the other side of him. The three of them sat there scrolling through page after page. Song title after song title. She had to have at least fifty songs in the notebook. To pick one song was going to be more of a battle than they bargained for.
"Wait!" Troy exclaimed grabbing the book out of Ryan's hands. There was something about the words on that page that caught his attention that made him want to scream, to sing, to play some fucking music. It was about putting everything that they were feeling into music, purging the sins and evil within their souls and their minds. This song that he was looking at explained everything to him... It explained Sharpay to him.
"That is just a song by Christina Aguilera..." Ryan shrugged the idea of performing it off. "I'm OK, it is about an abusive father. Sharpay always listens to it to feel better. The idea that no matter how anyone hurts her, she will be okay."
"It's not about the song," Troy said standing instantly. "it is about the feelings she gets when she plays that song. The feelings we all get when we played together that one time. This is about all of us, we will all be okay! I say we start on page one and put some music to some lyrics."
"Troy is right," kelsi agreed standing up. "We can not keep this emotion inside of ourselves. We have to use it to inspire and ignite the flame of music inside of all of us." Kelsi just smiled and held out a hand to help Ryan up. They were a group of friends, the four of them would be a family and it was time they join together and support one another.
"To the band room then..." Ryan said pulling himself up. If they were going to commit to this, they were going to have to start with what sharpay had asked them to do.
Kelsi stood by her keyboard as Ryan ran behind the drums and Troy pulled his guitar out of his carrying case. After they were all set for some playing Kelsi handed out blank music sheets so they could map what they played, and create the music to sharpay's songs. Starting with page one and the song "Go On and Cry".
Kelsi started with a simple keyboard melody. It was a softer song which meant it should have a softer sound. When they got half way through the first verse Ryan came in with a slow beat to emphasize the melody. Then when they got to the chorus Troy joined in with a harmony to the rest of the sounds as he sang the lyrics to imagine how it would sound. But they all knew that it was missing something, Sharpay's incredible voice...
Sharpay walked in with a beaten look on her face and looked at everyone. She smiled. She knew that this was her therapy, that it all came down to jam sessions with these three. Silently she walked over to the microphone in the middle of the room and motioned for everyone to start over.
"What goes around comes back around
seems that's just the way heartache falls
I learned to live without you by my side
but I prayed for the day that you would call
So why don't you lie down beside me
Open your heart and confide in me?
Go on and cry, her's my shoulder
Why don't you try to imagine that I even care?
Go on and Cry on my cold shoulder
oh, you left me so sad and you hurt me so bad
It's your turn to cry, cry, cry over me!
You say you made a big mistake, yes you did
when you threw away the love I gave
Boy, I always knew you'd come 'round again
Looking for the love we made.
Go on and cry, here's my shoulder
Why don't you try to imagine that I even care?
Go on and Cry on my cold shoulder
Oh you left me so sad and you hurt me so bad
Your turn to cry, cry cry.
Sometimes love is overrated,yeah
It can be so hard to find a cure
And when a heartbreak is understated
It comes back around, I'm sure oh oh oh!
Go on and Cry, here's my shoulder, my shoulder
Why don't you try to imagine that I'd even care?
Go on and cry on my cold shoulder
Oh you, you left me so sad and you hurt me so bad
Your turn to cry, go on and cry over me, cry over me."
"Well I think that song was amazing," Ryan sad running around his drum set and hugging his sister relieved that she wasn't crying after this song. "How did things go."
"Let's just say..." Sharpay sighed looking past him into the distance. "I will be so happy when this is all over with. They said I will have to testify everything in court. I don't want to have to keep reliving all of the suffering that he put me through. I just want it to all be over."
"I think I speak for everyone in the room when I say..." Troy stated softly as he walked towards sharpay and paused taking a deep breath before finishing what he was saying. "We are all in this together. If you need us for anything, you just tell us to jump. That goes for any one in this room. We are a band now. We stick together... all for one and one for all."
Sharpay burst out laughing and looked at Troy. "Even off the court you have that stupid team captain motivating spirit in you. This isn't a basketball game Bolton!"
Troy grabbed sharpay hand and smirked. "everything is a battle. If you plan to take this band places, then we have to work together and get our heads in the game... the music game."
"Really?" Sharpay pushed him and smiled and then looked down right away completely conscience that Ryan and Kelsi were looking at the two of them with raised eyebrows. Sharpay Evans had always had a crush on the Troy Bolton... She just never imagined she would be flirting with him in the middle of a band practice for the band they shared.
"Um..." Ryan stuttered as he tried to think of what to say next. "You said you had a name for the band. But I thought we all liked Troy's suggestion of Ice from before?"
"It was a good idea at the time," Sharpay said. "But I think we should rename ourselves to honor one of the few people I have the most respect for. I think we should simply be BURGENDORF."
"I love it. No one else in their right mind would name their band that. It sounds kinda funky." Kelsi said in earnest agreement.
"We are Burgendorf" they all laughed in agreement sharing a happy moment in their time of mourning.
