Chapter 3:

I haven't said anything to Ryan about the cuts, but that's also because I haven't seen him at all. I haven't said anything, but I've been thinking hard about it.

Why does Ryan have a cut on his arm? Why doesn't he want me to come to his house? Is there something going on that I don't know about?

I guess I can't do anything about it, so I stop worrying my head off.

It's sort of hard though.

Anyway, it's Saturday, and my mom drops me off at Ryan's house, so I guess it's too late to matter why Ryan's acting so weird. I've been over to Ryan's house like once or twice and I'm not surprised when I step in. It's huge, I already know that. His family's filthy rich and well… yeah. I mean, he's got a plasma screen TV in his room, his closet is about the size of my room, all of them have a king-size bed to themselves, and well… you get the idea. So I walk up to Ryan's room—which is this sort of casual blue color—and Ryan looks at me straight in the eye and says, "We have a lot of work to do."

Which basically crashes my self-esteem to level 0 when it wasn't too high in the first place.

Ryan sits down on his bed and stares at me. There's a really long silence.

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Yeah, ok, you get the idea, right?

"What are you waiting for? Sing!" he looks at me like I'm stupid.

Which I probably am. I open my mouth blankly and open and shut it, feeling rather like a goldfish. Ah, I'm sort of stupid sometimes.

"Sing what?" I ask him.

"Are you stupid or something?" Ryan's face is lighting up like a tomato and I feel like laughing, but it's not funny. "Here, sing this!"

He chucks me this script that says Time to Fly across the top of it. "Ok, follow me. You should have picked this up the day before!" He starts singing this song, his eyes closed, his face fully concentrated:

Make believe in a world full of rainbows and butterflies

Make believe in a world free from deceit and lies

It's a world that has everything… love and care…

And think about, how I want you there…

I want you there with me…

In this make believe world of mystery…

I want you there with me…

He finishes and I just sit there and stare at him lamely. How am I supposed to sing that?

He glares at me. "What are you waiting for, dork? And they say I'm stupid."

This gives me the excuse to ramble on for a couple of minutes about how he's not stupid and he's just different because he has dyslexia.

And by that time, Ryan's fuming and he's ready to kick me out.

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Auditions were pretty bad, but less bad than I expected. Sure, I messed up and hit about every single note wrong, but at least that assures I probably won't get a part. Mrs. Darbus was flinching like crazy.

Of course Troy did an amazing job and will probably land himself the lead with Gabriella. (They did a pair audition). Sharpay and Zeke did a pair one too—and hopefully they'll get the lead… not that I have anything against Troy, but if Sharpay doesn't she will personally freak. Luckily there's two pairs—one of them is more major than the other, but I'm guessing it won't matter much.

Ryan was amazing. He just walked on that stage and everybody's eyes were on him. Wow. He just blew us all away—it was pretty intense. Sharpay was looking kind of angry, as if regretting her tryout with Zeke, but I guess she's happy for him. He is her twin.

Then there were a bunch of bad people—including me. I don't know. My legs just felt like jelly and everything was wobbling and I was so scared I was going to forget everything and…

Well, I blew it.

But I did try out, and I hope Ryan gets to do what he wants to do. That's why I'm standing with him here in line right now and we're all trying to find out which parts we have. I'm not too excited because I already know I won't get any part.

I glance at the list for the play.

Time to Fly

Directed and Written by Kelsi Nielsen

Zachary Kersopolis……………………….Ryan Evans

Sean Flypzaker…...……………………….Troy Bolton

Kinsey Roamington……………………….Gabriella Montez

Tarquell Beautified………………………..Sharpay Evans

Montel Tizzingturn………………………..Zeke Mayers

Are written on the top. There are more random names scattered on the bottom.

I give Ryan a guy hug. "Congratulations." Zachary Kersopolis is the main character in this whacked-up play. What I've gathered so far is that it's about this different fairytale world, but then things start getting messed up. Zachary, Sean, and Montel are supposed to be friends or something and Kinsey and Tarquell are both with some other kids and it's a whacked-up romantic comedy. Hand it to Kelsi to think of something to write like this.

"Hey, Ryan, you ok?" He's staring numbly at the paper tacked up on the wall. "Ryan, did you get a part you didn't want or something? Ryan, what's wrong? You did good, man."

Ryan shakes his head numbly as Sharpay hugs Zeke hard screaming, "We did it!" Troy's hugging Gabriella, but Ryan doesn't seem to see any of this—still staring straight at the paper.

"Ryan, what is it?"

Almost with frozen movement, he points up at the paper, and that's when I see this.

Razzmatazz…………………………………Jason Cross

What's that supposed to mean? I got a part—good for me, I guess. "What's wrong, Ryan?" I ask him.

He looks at me with dead seriousness in his eyes and says, "Jason, Razzmatazz is the fairy. The person who plays him or her or… it has to dress up in a tutu and run around on the stage doing dances and cartwheels and sings off-tune… sort of whacked up like a fairy. Jason…" he shakes his head in disbelief. "You're a fairy."