Update 11/26/2009: This is the new Chapter 6

Thank you to everyone who read or reviewed the last chapter.

Warning/summary: Binge drinking is bad. Underage binge drinking is even worse. Getting smashed on fruit punch without realizing it is 70% alcohol is the absolute worst. Sharpay+ alcohol = ?

Chapter 6: Chad, Where's My Bra? Part One

Saturday morning

Sharpay was having that dream again. The one when she as the beautiful Princess was saved from an extremely dangerous situation by the Prince. Sometimes he would save her from her wicked stepmother, who always looked like her actual mother Darby. Other times he would save her from her abusive lover the wicked Lord Richard. Last night her Prince charming saved her from the clutches of the evil princess of the West Kingdom, who tried to poison her.

When she first started having these dreams, the prince was always Troy. He would ride to her rescue on a beautiful horse saving her from the abuses of Lord Richard. When she started dating Zeke he became her prince and he would save her from the evil step mom who didn't love her. Last night she had a new Prince. His skin was a light brown and he had long curly hair that he kept in a ponytail. She couldn't see his face because it was covered by a mask. She could only see his beautiful brown eyes that could look into her soul.

So grateful for him saving her from the evil Princess of the West Kingdom, she rewarded him with a kiss. This was not a gentle kiss on the cheek or a light brushing of lips that she normally gave the Prince that rescued her. This was a kiss filled with passion, love, and a hint of lust. It was the type of kiss that stole your breath away and made your heart beat a thousand times a minute. In her dream Sharpay could not get enough of her beautiful Prince. He made her feel completely comfortable and loved. Just as she was about to take his mask off to see who her Prince truly was she woke up from her sleep by a loud noise from the hallway.

Upon waking the peace she experienced in the dream was replaced by a pounding headache and the extreme urge to throw up. The first thing she noticed as she began to open her eyes was that her sheets were blue with little basketballs on them. For a moment she wondered how anybody could find basketball sheets that could fit an extra long twin bed. Then she remembered her sheets were purple with little flowers embroidered on the edges. She would never own anything with orange in it, it was her least favorite color in the world.

Next she noticed the light was coming from the wrong side of the room. Her window was next to her bed, not on the other side of the room. The walls were a crisp white, not the pale rose color that she fought for all summer to have. Instead of her autograph posters from various Broadway shows such as Rent and Spring Awakening (that were not destroyed by Drusilla) above her bed, she was surrounded by images of Lebron and Kobe. Of course the final clue that she was definitely not in her bedroom was the photographs of Chad and Taylor at prom. For some reason the site of the two together made her unbelievably nauseous. Before she knew what was happening she ran straight for the nearest bathroom.

If Sharpay wasn't in a complete haze, she would realize that she just ran to the boy's bathroom of her sweet in nothing but a pair of panties and an oversized East High gym class T-shirt. If Sharpay was more aware of her surroundings she would have heard the whispers from her suite mates as she ran into the boy's bathroom to throw up.

"Walk of shame," whispered Nikki from Room 626.

"I knew those two were screwing," Whispered Marc from room 615.

"There was too much tension for that. Last night was probably the first time," said Amanda from Room 625.

Just as the conversation ceased, a very sleepy Chad walked out into the hallway carrying a bottle of water and a bathrobe. "Have any of you guys seen Sharpay?" Chad questioned the trio.

"Your girlfriend is currently praying to the porcelain gods." Nikki said as they all heard the distinctive sound of someone throwing up.

Tuesday morning

Chad's second day of college was already going better than the first. He actually made it to his first class without running into Penelope one-time. Unfortunately, at the end of his first class Penelope was waiting for him in the hallway. Desperately trying to avoid the girl and convince her that his lie yester day was the complete truth, he grabbed Sharpay by the hand.

"Sorry Penelope we have to get to class. We don't want to be late for class Pay Pay" Chad said as they ran out the door.

"What was that about? Why did you call me Pay Pay?" Sharpay asked him without making a move to let go of his hand.

"Deliberately misleading her so she will get the hint."

"You do remember I chased after Troy even though we were both with other people right?"

"But you're ruthless and you were chasing Troy for the sake of chasing him. You enjoyed the challenge of the whole situation. He was one of the few people that was nice to you and at the time you thought it was something more. At least that's what you said in your project paper last night." Chad said in response.

"You read my project paper?"

"You left it on your screen and besides I was going to read it eventually."

"Whenever, if you want me to pretend to be your girlfriend to scare off the little girl that's fine. I can use an acting challenge the semester to keep my skills up. Pretending to be your girlfriend will definitely be a challenge. But we do it my way." Sharpay said as they walked in to the classroom. "How did we end up in so many classes together?" Chad asked.

"Probably because we registered at the same time," Sharpay said in response. As they walked through the door a shrieking voice came towards them and envelop Sharpay in a hug.

"Kim what are you doing here? I thought you were still going to school in New York. You didn't send me an e-mail about this." Sharpay said in surprise.

"I wanted it to be a surprise. Some things happened in NYC and daddy dearest felt it would be best if I finish up college in New Mexico. So I see that you're now on speaking terms with members of the basketball team. Did you become a cheerleader after I graduated and not tell me?" Kim said pointing to the two holding hands.

"Chad is just the friend." Sharpay said as she let go of his hand not realizing they stayed holding hands the entire way to class.

"Sure," Kim said in a way that made you know she didn't believe what you just said.

"A lot changed after you graduated. The click system of East high was destroyed by a simple act of breaking free." Chad said to the confused girl.

"Troy Bolton joined the drama club," Sharpay added.

"Mr. Basketball-is-my-life Troy Bolton switched allegiances to the drama club. Never saw that one coming." Kim said in shock.

"He stayed on the basketball team as well. He starred in the last three musicals and did a community theater production this summer." Sharpay continued to say.

"He is actually a really good performer." Chad said to the group.

"Where is he anyway? I thought it was your dream for the two of you to go to college together." Kim said pointing to Chad. How did Kim know that?

"Berkeley," the two answered in unison.

"What?" asked a very upset Kim.

"His girlfriend is at Stanford University and he couldn't bear to be away from her." Sharpay responded in a extremely sarcastic voice. "So he took a basketball scholarship at Berkeley to be closer to her. He is now a theater major." No one noticed Kim break a pencil when Sharpay said this.

Their conversation was disrupted by their professor walking into the room. "Quiet everyone, please take your seats. I am your instructor for this Introduction to American cinema course.

"We will have to catch up later. Maybe we can go to lunch Thursday because I don't have a class after this one on that day" Kim said to Sharpay as she took her seat in the back of the classroom.

"Maybe," Sharpay said in response to Kim.

As their conversation stop Chad noticed Sharpay entire body become rigid as someone entered the classroom late. He turned around to see Sharpay's ex-boyfriend Richard Johnson enter the classroom. Within seconds Sharpay was holding his hand again.

Thursday afternoon

On Thursday afternoon the two old friends decided to have lunch together after class. It was the first time in almost a week that Sharpay was not eating a meal with Chad. He even managed to get her to go in the cafeteria four times this week and she hated the cafeteria. That's why the two were eating at a café outside of campus.

"You know you could have brought your boyfriend with you. I would love to know the guy who melted the heart of the ice Princess of East high." Kim ask Sharpay as she began to eat her salad.

"That's going to take a while." Sharpay said with a laugh. "Chad is just the friend."

"I don't believe that. There's just something. Even in high school when you guys were at each other's throats there was this connection that everyone could see."

"He has a girlfriend. There's no chance that we can be together because he hates me and I hate him." Sharpay said in her defense.

"If your friends, then you don't hate each other anymore. Now I can believe you're angry at Chad because he has a girlfriend."

"I'm giving up on boys for a while. Between the breakup with Zeke, my boyfriend from senior year, and the trauma from Richard during sophomore year, I need a break.

"Are you going to be okay with Richard being in our film class?"

"If he tries to do what he did before, I'll shove one of my stiletto shoes in his crotch."

"Does Chad know what he did to you?"

"Only you, Daddy, and my therapists know what happened. I didn't even tell Ryan about the incident. I'm over it Kim. He's not going to impact my life anymore."

"Good, and why don't we change the subject before we start crying and talking about how evil men are?"

"Works for me,"

"I'm having a bit of a returning to New Mexico party at my house Friday night. Maybe you and your "friend" Chad could join us?"

"You know I hate wild parties with alcohol and everything else. Dad is pushing the new underage drinking policy at A of U. One shot of me holding the infamous red cup on the Internet and the entire policy will be ruined."

"It's not going to be that wild. I promised to buy different cups and I will prepare your special fruit punch that is virginal and sugar-free."

"I'll think about it. Now tell me what happened with you and Alex in New York. I have to live vicariously through you because I'm stuck here for the next four years."

"It's a bit overrated. I'm definitely looking forward to finishing up school here."

Friday

It was a very long day for Sharpay who spent most of the day and orientation meetings about her teacher's aide position at East high. She was expecting to still be diva of the drama department. Instead Ms. Darbus was her boss and would make sure Sharpay would not take over the student productions. She was there to teach not to putherself in the play. It was going be a very long semester.

That is why Sharpay decided to go to Kim's party with Chad, when she realized Penelope was going to be there. It would be the perfect opportunity to put their act on for the annoying little girl. Right now Sharpay stood on the sidelines watching Chad dance as she consumed her special fruit punch. For someone who said they didn't dance he was very good. As she watched Penelope approach him. She took that as her cue to interrupt the pair. She placed her cup on the coffee table and walked over to the pair.

"I hate to interrupt but do you mind if I dance with my boyfriend?" She said as she led Chad away from Penelope.

As the two began to dance Sharpay whispered in Chad's ear, "It's time for our performance to begin." With that her lips were on his before he was aware of what was happening.

Sharpay enjoyed putting on a wonderful performance for her audience of one. It had been too long since she had the opportunity to truly test her acting abilities. This was definitely not a stage kiss. Most stage kisses she experienced in the past, did not involve exchange of saliva or groping. So caught up in the kiss, she didn't see the three shots of vodka being added to her cup.

Saturday morning

Sharpay sat on the cool tiles of the floor. Her head was pounding and her stomach did not feel any better after she emptied the contents in the toilet. She finally realized that she was in nothing but a T-shirt. A T-shirt that definitely was not hers. How did she end up in Chad's bedroom?

She knew it was his bedroom because of the photographs of Taylor on the nightstand. She didn't remember anything after "pretending" to kiss Chad in front of Penelope. Than the thought suddenly hit her she woke up in Chad's bed in a T-shirt. What if she and he…Taylor was going to kill her. She may kill her anyway for making out with her boyfriend the night before. Even though they were pretending.

"Sharpay, I brought you a bottle of water, some Tylenol, and a bathrobe so you don't flash our suite mates again." Because of his actions, she knew instinctively that this was not a repeat of the Richard incident. She trusted him too much to even think he would do something like that to her. That helped her to calm down a bit.

"Thank you," she said taking the items from him.

After cleaning up a bit she walked back into his room without saying a word to pick up her clothes and sneak back to her own bedroom without the gossiping trio noticing her state of undress.

"What happened last night?" She finally asked.

"You don't remember anything?" He said with concern and a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"Nothing after pretending to kiss you," She said as she began to pick up her close from the floor of his bedroom. As each second pass she began to believe more and more that she did something really stupid with him the night before.

"Which time?"

"What do you mean which time? How many times did we kiss yesterday?"

"At least six, but I'm not sure. After a while it started to blend together a bit.

"Oh my god what did we do last night?" Sharpay said in a panic as she became aware that one very important article of clothing was missing from the pile in her hands.

"Anymore questions before I continue with the story?"

"Just one. Chad, where's my bra?"