After correcting my idiotic Brain Brian thing. Thanks Chalrz! Major props to you! Ha-ha, decided to do this one. Haven’t done anything and you all seem to like it…so thanks for that. I know I have spelling problems…well, I have a reason for it. So grin and bear with me! Thank you!

The rest of the day dragged on slowly….almost as if time was slowed down just to piss Troy off. Well…it worked. Rather well actually.

After school, Troy left as quickly as he could, tossing his things into the back of his truck and backing up, a loud CRASH sounding as he collided with another car,

“Damn.” Troy muttered under his breath, his bangs almost covering his eyes as he opened the door and slammed it shut, walking over to where the other car was.

Of course…it was the Evans’ car…Troy just could not catch a break.

Sharpay came out, her eyes narrowed and her manicured nails looking ready to claw into whoever smashed the car. Troy backed up….he wanted to live to graduation, thanks.

“WHO ON EARTH…oh, Troy!” she said, putting on a sweet voice,

“Yea. Sorry about that. Wasn’t looking.” He mumbled as Ryan got out, his eyes cast downward as he went to inspect the damage while Sharpay shamelessly flirted with Troy.

“Well, don’t worry about it Troy. It was an accident, right?” she said and Troy nodded as Ryan stood up,

“You’re going to let him get away with that?” he said suddenly. At that moment, time seemed to freeze. Ryan was getting…aggressive?

Has hell frozen over? Troy thought in his mind, looking around quickly before looking back at Ryan. Nope. Still the same.

“Ryan…just get back in the car.” Sharpay said, glaring at her twin. Ryan just narrowed his eyes,

“No. He smashed into US! It’s HIS fault, and you’re going to let him walk just because he’s Troy Bolton?”

“I SAID I was sorry.” Troy emphasized and Ryan just glared before looking at Sharpay,

“I don’t believe this. This is bullshit.”

“Such language.” Troy spat, as Ryan looked back at the cars before turning to him.

“Deal. Now, tell me how you’re going to pay for this.”

Sharpay shoved her brother aside,

“Sharpay, I think your brother needs therapy…maybe his hats are on too tight?” Troy sneered as Ryan merely looked over, and grinned slyly,

“Isn’t it rather DANGEROUS to use your entire vocabulary in a single sentence?” he retorted as Troy laughed a bit. He had to admit that was a good one.

“Well. Tell you what Pretty Boy. I’ll fix your car.”

Ryan scoffed but Sharpay interrupted him before he could do anything.

“That would be GREAT Troy, wouldn’t it Ryan?” she said and Ryan looked over,

“YEA.” He said sarcastically….of course, no one picked up said sarcasm.

“Okay! Then it’s all settled! See you later Troy!” Sharpay said as Troy turned and around and went back to his car. He slammed the door shut and lay against the wheel, concentrating on his breathing. Boy, that Ryan was a lot smarter than Troy ever gave him credit for, that’s for sure. Oh well….wait….he has to fix the Evans’ car?!

It took Ryan a moment to compose himself before everything hit him,

“WHAT?!”

hm...an intresting place to stop. Shall I write more? O.

of course I will!