|The Show Makers
Author: digigirl02 PM
My reponse to Draco's Guardian Angel's challenge.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Ryan E. & Kelsi N. - Chapters: 6 - Words: 3,299 - Reviews: 21 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 07-04-09 - Published: 06-18-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5148204
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The Show Makers
A/N My response to Draco's Guardian Angel's challenge. Now I know that I haven't been doing a lot of writing lately, so I hope this chapter turns out okay. I do not own HSM.
"What are you in such a good mood about," Sharpay asked a smiling Kelsi one day prior to morning rehearsals.
"Oh nothing much, "she replied as she gave the blond a big grin, "I was just thinking about my date last night with your brother, and how amazing it was." she added as she gave her a contented sigh.
Man, Sharpay thought with a scowl , that girl is about as crazy for my brother as he is for her. While Sharpay didn't exactly dislike the girl per-say, she wasn't exactly thrilled that Kelsi was taking up a lot of her brother's time. With the musical and the end of the year coming up, Sharpay thought that he should be focusing on more important things, like the scholarship and her. Watching as the girl begin to hum as she played a song on the piano, an idea started to form in her mind.
"Oh really," she told the girl in a snide voice, "I guess my brother is a better actor then I thought."
The small girl stopped playing the piano. "What do you mean," she asked confusion etched across her face.
Sharpay rolled her eyes as she continued her lie, "I am just saying that I didn't expect you to be that gullible," she replied, "I mean, it's obvious that he's only using you so he can insure that he gets the scholarship."
"I don't believe you," Kelsi replied quietly, tears starting to fall from her eyes, "Ryan would never do that."
"Then I guess you don't know my brother as well as you think," she replied in a nasty tone as the girl begin to cry.
"No, no, it can't be," Kelsi replied through her sobs.
"But it is," she replied with a smirk. Watching as the girl then fled out of the room, Sharpay sighed. Now that I have her out of the way, my brother can start focusing on what is important. But then why is it, she thought, the image of Kelsi still lingering in her mind, that I feel so bad?