highschool musicals story and its actors do not in any way belong to me i am just useing them in my awsome kick ass story they belong to the evil empire that is disney etc

A/N ok so here is my third chapter i am going to be quite busy in the next few days.. yes i know one would think i would be less busy seeing as how school is overbut i am going out of town for who knows how long and i thoguht i would just leave you with some of my depressing writeings but dont worry iot will get better soon i promise and dont worry troy and ryan wuill be friends soon. so please review that would be nice :D

Chapter 3: Dancing with myself

Enter troy

Ryan was late. It was almost four and he still wasn't hear. God this was such a waste of my time why did I even show up. I sat on the end of the stage with my legs dangling off. This was ridiculous he was supposed to be here at thee thirty.

Suddenly the door opened and Ryan rushed in.

"It's about time" I said to myself as he walked down the isle and didn't seem to even notice I was sitting there. He got up on the stage and popped a cd into the small boom box without a word before turning to me.

"Well?" he asked standing there looking at me.

"Well what I have been waiting here for almost half an hour" I said getting to my feet

"I had tutoring" he said

"You tutor other subjects to?" I asked trying to make small talk but clearly he wasn't having any of it.

"No I get tutored" he said "in English"

"Is that why you couldn't read go drama club" I asked giggling a little as I thought back to the day of the call backs. But clearly it was the wrong move for Ryan walked over to his stuff and picked it up.

"You know what I'm out of here" he said walking towards the stairs. "Teach yourself"

"No please don't go I really need to learn these dances" I said but it wasn't working. He continued to walk towards the exit. Crap I made a mistake Gabi wouldn't be happy about this. "I'm sorry" I said and he stopped and turned around to glare at me. "That was rude I was out of line"

"I'm dyslexic" he said "if you must know"

"That sucks I'm sorry"

"Don't be sorry" he said walking towards the stage "so what I can't read and write… you're inept at dancing so..."

Wow I guess I kind of deserved that one but still ouch. He crossed the stage again dropping stuff. "Ok let's get this over with"

"Ok" I said standing there not really sure were to start. He looked at me expectantly and looked at the floor hoping this would all end soon.

"Are you going to dance?" he asked me

"I um I don't really remember the steps" I confessed. He let out a groan and I felt completely embarrassed how could I not here I was with my competition pretty mush showing him why he deserved the part more then I did I know if I were him I would be ticked off.

"Ok I'll walk you threw it" he said pressing play on the stereo. I was sort of surprised he didn't say something smart but I'm sure there would be a time for that later

He began to dance the steps to one of the plays many numbers and I stood back and watched as he did it. He was actually a very good dancer it was almost inspiring to watch him move to the music. But it was also a little annoying knowing that I could never be that good. It's like he wasn't even trying he was so good at matching the rhythm like it came naturally. I was so tuned into my own thoughts that I didn't even realize when he stopped.

"Hello" he said now standing next to me.

I snapped out of my daze and jumped at how close he was to me. I stepped back and his face dropped. Great he probably thought I didn't want to go near him because he was gay or something when the truth was I was not paying attention and he just caught me off guard.

"Show me what you got" he said smirking any trace of sadness was now gone. And he said it as if he was challenging me. He was right if he wanted to put me in my place because I didn't even move. "That's what I thought"

"How much later are we going to be doing this?" I found myself asking him

"As long as it takes for you to get down the steps" he said "I know I'm not all that thrilled about it either" he said

"I never said I didn't want to be here" I said gritting my teeth. Ok maybe I was a little insensitive to him about his dyslexia but he was actually beginning to get a little bit rude I mean what did I do to deserve this treatment I have never even done anything to Ryan in my life and its not like I was Chad constantly calling him a fag or a queer freak so why was he being such a jerk.

"Well you're lack of concentration would show otherwise so do you want to dance or get back to being awesome troy Bolton basket ball superstar?" he asked

"I want to dance" I said

"Ok then from the top"

Enter Ryan

The idea of pissing off troy Bolton was an opportunity I was enjoying taking advantage of because it just so happed to be really easy to do and knowing that he needed me more then I needed him was just icing on the cake. Some would call it motivational criticism but I would go with being rude. Because what did I owe him?

The boy was a terrible dancer and every time he improved I would just tell him how much he sucked and he would sigh and start again. I think I was starting to get on his nerves but I didn't really care he wanted my part so I was going to raise the bar to heights he wouldn't dream possible.

"No again that was terrible" I snapped when troy screwed up yet another step.

Troy sucked his teeth and stopped dancing "I don't know if this is customary but you're being kind of mean" he said taking a breath.

I rolled my eyes and smirked "has Mr. Perfect found something he isn't good at?" I asked sarcastically. Troy shot me a glare before sitting on the piano bench.

"Would that make you're day?" he asked

"Absolutely" I said "listen you wont learn anything If I tell you your great it will just go to you're head and your is one that is already big enough I don't want to feed you ego"

"You think you have me pegged eh?" he said "well you don't ok"

"Right" I said sarcastically that was starting to become a bad habit with me

"It's after five and I have plans so I'm out of here "he said grabbing his stuff

"Oh what you got to go smoke some dank and bone your girlfriend?"I said

Clearly I had struck a nerve for he had dropped his stuff and got in my face "what the hell is your problem man?" he yelled in my face "what did I ever do to you?"

Was he kidding? Ok buddy you just opened up a very big can of worms.

"What did you ever do to me?"I asked raising my voice "what is it not enough that you are the most popular guy in school and are the captain of the basketball team but you have to come into my domain and be the best at that as well?"

" you stole my part a part I had practiced for weeks to nail and you come in here like the king of the school you are and pull the rug right out from under me" I yelled " and what's worse is you have no talent whatsoever what so you can sing a few verses of a song but you have no idea what you signed yourself up for you don't know how to sing in tune you don't know how to dance and I haven't scene you act but I'm assuming that its about as mediocre as the rest of you"

"Don't you get it the only reason you got the lead was because of the hype you didn't do better then me the crowd just demanded it because you're troy Bolton you get what ever you want right? No matter who have to trample to get there" I said "and you villainized me and my sister in the process sure sharpay is a bitch but how can you blame her when she gets something she loves taken away from her. And now I am being forced to teach you to dance to a part that I had down to a tee so you ask what you did well there you go… I have no reason to be nice to you"

"Whatever" he said "I'm not going to listen to this"

"you know what I don't care what people say about you being different or special all I see when I look at you is just another jock ass hole but what makes you worse is that you lead people to believe that you are better then that even though you're not " I finished

" well I'm sorry if I cant hold a tune like you can Ryan or that I probably cant act as well as you either and I'm sorry I don't know how to dance around like some queer…"

Any shred of hope I had that troy was different just went out the window at that moment. I was so angry I didn't even notice the tears streaming form my eyes.

"And you just proved my point" I said running and jumping from the stage leaving my stuff behind completely forgotten. In no time I had found my way to the parking lot where my scooter was parked and got on it. I hate this school.

Enter Troy

The door to the auditorium slammed shut and I was alone with my thoughts. God why did I say that? It just came out I was angry at him but he didn't deserve that no one deserves to be spoken to like that. And he was totally right I prided my self for being different from the other jocks and douche bags but after calling him a queer I was no better then the rest of them. I had completely forgotten about what he had said to me. I forgot about him calling me talentless and saying that I was just like everyone else all I could think about was the look on his face when I said it. Queer. I didn't even know where it came from, he was completely right and what made it so much worse was that I was raised differently yet I still let stupid labels and my ego get the best of me.

No wonder he hated me so much… I hated myself at the moment.

Fresh tears started to fall from my eyes but I wiped them quickly. God I'm such an ass. Why did I just say that?

I know I shouldn't care what Ryan thinks and I know I should just get over it but its hard to when you go against what you were brought up to believe. I don't know how but I was going to make it up to him. I was going to show him I wasn't that kid of person, that I was different I swear I will.

As I left the auditorium I realized that Ryan had left his hat and bag when he stormed out. I picked it up and walked towards the exit. Having this was going to make that task a lot easier.

next chapter: kelseys date with jason.