Author has written 51 stories for High School Musical, Harry Potter, and Glee.
Dear Readers: I suck as a person. I am bad with deadlines. I am bad at focusing. At this point you should just be really lucky I finished a trilogy. Basically, I'm still writing (mostly niffbastian sexytimes and a lot of niff and niffbastian d/s?). Any and all updates on my writing not published below can be found atand/or
Really sorry! But you can also find my new story ideas there and you can send me messages there (or PMs here) begging me to work on a specific one. I don't bite, I promise.
Okay, hi, my name is Samantha. I'm in still college. I'm twenty-one now. And I can drink. (Really? Yes.)
I have officially invented this pairing of Jimara. The first official post, today, on 8-29-08, even though I technically invented it on Monday, the 25th, in a different story of mine...
Case in point. Moving on.
Public Service Announcement: On this day, 5.28.2012, I started watching Glee, and I must say: OMG KLAINE KLAINE KLAINE KLAINE. Even though nothing will replace Tryan as my OTP, Klaine is a very close second, right along with Drarry.
Edit 12.11.2012: HOLY SHIT where has Seblaine been my entire life? SEBLAINE. Can't decide if my official OT3 would be Sebastian/Blaine/Kurt or Sebastian/Blaine/Hunter. It's a close one.
Edit 01.03.2014: Niff. Niff is my OTP, Niffbastian is my OT3. That is everything you need to know about me.
Oh, yeah, and my hard drive died in September 2012 and I lost EVERYTHING. So bear with me here. All High School Musical stories are on infinite hiatus until I come up with 1200 dollars to get my hard drive recovered.
I also, while I was caving into peer pressure, made a tumblr:
Important Likes of the Moment:
DEAR GOD EXPLAIN YOUR OC'S TO ME! YOU'RE SO GOSH DARN CONFUSING!!
Well, if you insist. Beware, contains spoilers for the sequel to the Board of Secrets (17 going on 28), as well as the prequel (Middle School Musical).
THE BOARD OF SECRETS TRILOGY:
THE PARENT TRAP:
LIFE AS YOU KNOW IT:
Well, that's basically it. I warned you about the spoilers. Don't come whining to me.
FAQ: (Not really, but I would assume these are questions someone might have)
Q: Where the HELL have you BEEN?
Q: So are you back now?
Q: Are you gonna update anything EVER? And what have you been writing lately?
Q: You mention the "Crisis Fairy" a lot. Who is he/she and what is his/her purpose?
Q: I really like that story "Life as You Know It". Are you going to update that, like, ever?
Q: What exactly are the pairings for "Life As You Know It"?
Q: I love "The Board of Secrets".
Q: Oh, yeah, right. Where did the (very interesting) inspiration for that come from?
Q: That's...cool. So tell me about the prequel and the sequel for it.
Q: That's sweet. So, what was your inspiration for "Forever and Ever"?
Q: Did I hear something about a sequel to that?
Q: Okay, so what's the deal with "Who's Getting Married?"?
Q: What's the next one?
Q: When’s the next one?
Q: So, what pairings are there currently?
Q: Oh, come on.
Q: And I can request whatever I want?
Q: Are you saying that you do not support Rypay?
Q: What other stories do you have?
Q: Okay, so changing gears...what exactly do you read?
Q: What kind of music do you like to listen to, besides the HSM3 soundtrack?
Q: That's quite a selection. What's your favorite song not on the HSM3 soundtrack?
Q: That's...you have serious issues. What's your favorite song ON the HSM3 soundtrack?
Q: So...what else do you do?
Q: Oh yeah. Here's the last question. What temperature is it outside right now?
Movie / TV Quotes:
Sharpay: So, Troy, when's the big game?
Darbus: We'll call it "Senior Year"!
Let me tell ya, the first movie, I didn’t get the musical, the second one, I didn’t get the guy, the third one, I better get the Julliard scholarship. --Ashley Tisdale.
Jimmie: You can call me Rocketman if you want...
Jimmie: I wouldn't sing with you if my hair was on fire, and you were the last bucket of water on Earth.
What spell has this elevated IQ temptress girl cast that suddenly makes you want to be in a musical? --Chad Danforth
I didn't know robots got jealous. Did they update your software while I was away? --Blair Waldorf
Blair: Three words, eight letters, say it, and I'm yours.
Damn that mother chucker. --Blair Waldorf.
Jenny: Dad, have you seen a bracelet? You know, round, silverish, sparkly…
Nate: Excuse me, where’s my boy? Seal the deal, tap that ass, money marries bigger money…
Serena: What’s going on?
Well, thank you, Cupid. --Karen Roe.
Whoever heard of field hockey without flying monkeys? --Aggie Cromwell (Halloweentown High)
Objection! (To what?) Uhh...Rhyming? --Scooter (College Road Trip)
Officer, I swear to drunk that I am NOT God!
You, sir, are indeed a twatwaffle.
Wanting to make gentle yet impassioned love with Tom Brady doesn’t make you gay.
Never do anything you wouldn’t want to explain to the paramedics.
If it weren’t for physics and law enforcement, I’d be unstoppable.
I went to a Chinese restaurant. It had a suggestion box, so I wrote “Free Tibet”.
Let’s make like fabric softener and Snuggle.
Let's make like Drain-O, and get the crap outta here.
My imaginary friends think you have serious problems.
Going to church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.
A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle.
Honestly, I am finding Moby Dick a little long and kinda stiff. --Rusty. (GREEK)
Who wants some Beerios? --Reaper Commercial.
If you ever need anything... someone to talk to, new carpets, I don't know, like a husband... --Chase Adams.
Better go before I start looking Pervy.
I don't think I like waffles! --Pediasure Commercial.
That's not even a possibility, Ms. Darbus, your Honor, see, cuz we have basketball, and Troy-
It's always good to have extra credit. You know...for college. --Troy Bolton.
Boat. --Ragetti. (Pirates 3)
Oh, yes, Chapeau, mate. --Jack Sparrow (Pirates 3)
Think like the whelp. --Jack Sparrow (Pirates 3)
I would never marry anyone who wasn’t okay with you and Zack. Or Mr. Moseby. –Carey Martin. (Suite Life)
When your Bend and Snap has that much bend and snap, it’s been known to defy all laws of physics and logic. --Legally Blonde: The Musical
He's all that and he has a job! --Paulette (Legally Blonde: The Musical)
Emmett nailed the pool boy. --Legally Blonde: The Musical
The kids don’t like it when Mommy and Daddy fight. --Abby about Jenny and Gibbs. (NCIS)
It's more addictive than pistachios. I mean, have you ever had just one pistachio? --Abby. (NCIS)
Of course someone else is after the treasure. It's the axiom of treasure hunting. --Riley Poole. (National Treasure 2)
I'd rather not be associated with your lunacy, Mouth. --Haley James.
Look, guys, I learned my lesson. I showered in cold water, I looked at a tree, it's been three hours. I need hair product! --Shane Gray. (Camp Rock)
We are talking about finishing my birdhouse, right? --Jason. (Camp Rock)
Jason: Yeah, no go-backs. It's like the Golden Rule.
Jason: Guess who!
Our great defense against He-who-must-not-be-named consists of a conartist, a few teachers, a house wife, a convict, one jackass of a spy, a senile old man, a werewolf, a fellow who's hobby is collecting 'plugs', a half giant and a squib? ...we are so doomed...
That's not a non-sequitur. A non-sequitur is like We've lost 3400 troops in Iraq, do you consider a unicycle furniture? --John Stewart. (The Daily Show)
Flipping Dykes? I thought that was just a myth. Like weapons of Mass Destruction. --Grace Adler. (Will and Grace)
First off, there's a difference between waves and particles, DUH! --Mike Tevee. (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory)
Like when Bugs Bunny got Elmer Fudd to shoot Daffy Duck, and then blamed the Jews. --John Stewart. (The Daily Show)
Big, Bad Wolf's brother, Medium, Slightly Ticked Off Wolf. --Colin Mochrie. (Whose Line)
Are you sure this is ethical?
So, fish people, by dint of being fish people aren't as civilized as non-fish people? --Pirates 3.
All I can remember is, like, pink jelly. --Troy Bolton. (I mean really, what is that about?)
Did you ever try just…singing? Without all the lights and sets and...backup people? --Troy Bolton (I Love Zac's face when he says this)
She loves pi. --Sharpay Evans
What the heck are those two doing in a tree? --Coach Bolton
A man who was swallowed whole by a whale today escaped by running all the way down to the end until he was pooped out. --Drew Carey. (Whose Line)
Tonight’s winner gets a lifetime supply of ChapStick. That’s right: One tube of ChapStick. Last you the rest of your life. --Drew Carey. (Whose Line)
Shoot him, cut out his tongue, then shoot his tongue! And trim that scraggly beard. --Jack Sparrow. (Pirates 3)
I can't fly on a broom, or any other cleaning instrument. --Ethan Dalloway (Return to Halloweentown)
We're not talking about laundry anymore are we? --Ethan Dalloway (Return to Halloweentown)
Exploding dental floss. Don't have this? Hm. --Agent 99. (Get Smart)
This is my sister, Ashley. --Lucas Grabeel. (Extra feature from The Concert DVD).
I have 96 daughters and 1 son!
There really is a person on this speck! He has a wife and 96 daughters and 1 son named Jojo, and they all share a bathroom, whatever that is. --Horton (Horton Hears a Who)
Frank: That's a dog!!
He's the snake to my mongoose. Or the mongoose to my snake. I don't know animals. Either way, it's bad. --Dr. Evil (Austin Powers 2)
She doesn't want to go. She doesn't wanna see her high school sweetheart slash your brother Dan slash the jerk who abandoned Lucas slash the father of Nathan, the team's star player slash my wrists if I hear the story again. Let's go. --Haley James
There will always be women in rubber flirting with me! --Maureen Johnson (RENT)
Your mother is a beep -ing beep loramensum beep agnentum venium beep trrragoola beep hippopotamus beep republican beep -ing Daniel Radcliffe beep with a bucket of beep in a castle far away where no one can hear you beep soup! beep with a bucket of beep Mickey Mouse! beep and a Stick of dynamite beep magical beep ALAKAZAM!! --Potter Puppet Pals (Wizard Swears)
Ziva: We could have made it.
Ziva: We have a saying at the Mossad: Knives don't run out of bullets. Are there any questions pertaining to this class?
Brooke Davis: So what's your idea of the perfect date?
Linus: Snoopy! Do you see this stick? I, the human being, will throw the stick and you, the dog, will retrieve it.
If we get any more white people in here, this is gonna be a suburb! --Motormouth Maybelle
Jacob: Because I am a werewolf and he is a vampire.
Absolute Favorite Quote of All Time:
Mr. Flak: Oh and Mr. Larkin, perhaps you'd like to share with the rest of the class Patrick Henry's immortal last words?
Story Quotes: (I would love to credit these, but I honestly can't remember where they came from. Tell me if you know, PLEASE)
‘Ask her if she likes cheese, no, tell her that her eyes are pretty, tell her she's amazing!’
“Not a chance, Zeke!” Sharpay finally yelled. “Do you really think this… really nice… cake, is going to make me forget what you did to me? And my brother?” she added, almost as an afterthought.
“Come on, Troy, it’s time for the game,” Zeke said, urgency in his voice. “If we’re not there on time, we won’t get to compete in the bake-off.”
“Not to worry, my friend, because I have got your back,” Chad said, confidently. “I’ll use my mad skillz to jump in front of the bullets, shield your body with mine. Oooh! Do I get a really cool earpiece to wear, too?”
“Just have your damned party, Zeke!” Troy burst out, angrily. “He promised he’d be there and help you with it, and drag Sharpay along. Ryan keeps his promises; I’m the fucker who can’t keep ‘em. Ryan’ll show up, and you’ll hook up with Sharpay, and live happily ever fucking after.”
"My God, Chad, if you turn this into a Wildcats cheer that ends with "Get’cha head in the game!", I am going to beat you to death with a shovel."
"Oh my mother-fucking God, what the fuck are you two doing?! I cannot believe you! Ryan, you… you…you asshole! It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours and you’re already kissing Troy. Wait! Troy?! Oh my God! Troy, what are you doing? You’re kissing my brother! How dare you! I didn’t know you were gay! Is that why you broke up with me? To get with my brother? I cannot believe you!"
Chad had gotten him a signed picture of Michael Crawford (he was one of Ryan’s favorite actors. He wanted to play the phantom of the opera for years after seeing him); he said it was his mom’s and something about it being in a fridge. "Chad has a strange family," Ryan thought to himself.
There was weird and then there was weird.
“Burgled? What the hell is that?”
“First of all, we’re not fucking,” Ryan said angrily.
And then it happened in the blink of an eye. One moment Evan was standing, staring back at Cappie as if daring him to make a move and the next he was on the ground clutching at a nose that was suddenly spurting blood all over the front of his shirt. “That’s for Spitter,” Cappie said, standing over him. He watched as Evan struggled unsteadily to his feet before raring back and hitting him again. “That was for making disparaging remarks against my girlfriend’s character.” He leaned over where Evan had fallen once again to the ground and told him in a low, very serious voice, “Stay down until I get inside or I’m sure I can think of another reason to hit you.”
“Is this the part where I run from the homophobic best friend?”
“Shut Up Ryan, we are not going to look perfect if you stumble round like a drunk Joey Tribbiani!” --Sharpay Evans (like duh!)
Phi Kappa Psi, which Troy had dubbed “Circle with a line through it, K, pitchfork.”
“It all started out as a nice day,” Kaden began. “The birds were singing, the sun was shining, and all was right with the world. I got up early that morning to study for my econ midterm and Ryan was getting ready; you know, picking out his day outfit and then his date outfit for later all while singing something that sounded like La Vie Boheme.”
“A long time ago, in a land far, far away there was a stunning prince named Ryan who had the most stunning blond hair you had ever seen—”
“Uh..okay… well I’m um going to… go down the.. Walking things… you know to the lower level of the… uh house?” Sharpay said awkwardly.
“Excuse me, I have to go… comb my teeth… I mean brush my face… I mean.. I have to use the bathroom.”
Now Henry sounded mad for real. Sort of. Hawkeye bet that Lorraine was the one who had to discipline the kids. And the dog. And the goldfish. And the houseplants.
What’s more, Chad made the mistake of letting Ryan pick the movie, and of course Ryan chose…Hairspray. Chad might have been able to let the movie distract him if it was anything else, but he was still inclined to believe musicals were boring. He just couldn’t get into it the way Ryan was. Plus, he kept thinking that one of the guys in the movie looked an awful lot like Troy and kept watching Ryan and hoping that he hadn’t noticed.
Ryan’s not normal. Why? “He did funny dancing that involved more hip movement that a stripper used.”
Chad glared and playfully elbowed him. “You don’t even date girls.”
Chad made a disgusted noise. “But all of that all the time? They can’t stop talking about each other. Every other thing he says is about Gabriella. And the kissing and the staring and the ‘I’m not trying to grope you except I really am!’ I mean, trying to get laid is one thing, but they are far too… vanilla, bubblegum…” he searched for a good description. “Cancer-causing saccharine to even try that.”
“What, you want me to say it’s… aglow with the light of a million fairies?” Ryan asked with a bright grin.
Chad shrugged and took another bite of chocolate, caramel, peanut goodness. “He’s an ex-marine. And a republican. He’s not going to like anyone.”
“Zeke!” She shrieked at once; he was at her side in less than a second. “You’re my new boyfriend. As such, you are to agree with everything I say, spoil me rotten, and just generally treat me like the princess I am. Understood?”
We’re gonna have fun having sex, now that we’ve swabbed, swabbed the decks! Everybody none for all and all for none!!
Someone will tell you you can dance, and you will immediately challenge them to a baseball game to prove them wrong.
Even if your showerhead is impressed with your singing, it doesn't mean that they won't replace your singing voice with Drew Seeley's.
Troyella fans are the worst breed of HSM fans ever to be spawned. --Tryanforever91
Link and Amber are the Hairspray equivalent of Troypay. --Tryanforever91
"Muggle Leaders and their peaceful coexistence with the mystical fish -- a study."
“Oh yeah, my boyfriend, Chad Danforth, the gorgeous star of the basketball team who just happens to be in love with Ryan Evans.” Taylor joked. “It’s got a great ring to it, I might get business cards-”
After a lot of singing and dancing, Chad remarked that this was the weirdest date he had ever been on and Taylor demanded that they take a break.
“Gabriella, what are you doing?” asked Sharpay
“It’s like 3:30 AM, Troy, and I’m just about--TROY BOLTON DON’T YOU DARE PUT THAT WHIPPED CREAM ANYWHERE NEAR YOUR PANTS!”
“Oh, right, well,” Harry turned around and checked himself in the mirror quickly, “I'm just going to go off then and shag Draco.” He squeaked. “I mean snog!” He let out another squeak. “I mean scream at! Yes, scream at Draco!” Harry said assertively. “Malfoy!” He corrected himself. “Bye!” Harry ran from the room in a flurry of robe.
In fact, Troy was, not for the first time, almost tempted to check the study for hidden bat poles or something. Though Ryan would probably be far more stylish than Robin. Probably slightly more gay, though, if such a thing were possible.
Ryan slapped Troy on the head, lightly. “We agreed last summer. No more quoting lyrics of any kind. So no more ‘we’re all in this together,’ no more working this out, and definitely no more ‘get’cha head in the game!’ Seriously, Troy, which one of you Wildcats came up with that one? It might’ve been okay the first couple times. But a gazillion times later, and it makes me want to commit ritual suicide.”
“This would be the part where we get undressed. Unless, of course, you shower with your pants on?”
It’s not like the laundry room was on the top of people’s places to party list.
Angela was the first person to find out that Chad was gay. She didn't drag it out of him, she just sort of found out. I guess if you see your 16 year-old brother straddling another boy in his room, you get suspicious.
In her book, homosexuals are one of the worst things in the world, next to democrats and those horrible neighbors of hers that she positively knows are talking bad about her behind her back.
Smug like the cat who's got the cream as well as the canary and wearing some absolutely ludicrous shirt, unbuttoned to the waist.
"George, I'm your twin. I know everything about you and you know everything about me, so if something is bothering you, then it will most likely bother me as well, so why not tell me so that we can be bothered together."
He wasn't sure if Dan was gay, bi, questioning, hypocritically turned on by money, or just really into Vonnegut.
Chuck: Do you trust me?
Lucas: Don't be embarrassed, young grasshopper. Interest in sex is a natural part of growing up. Soon your body will begin to change. Hair will start to grow in funny places and you're going to feel different around girls. Just be careful.
Erik: So basically what you're telling me is that you slept with your best friend's girlfriend, lied about it, and then sent the scoop to Gossip Girl hoping he wouldn't find out?
Nate flushed in that adorable way he had. It made him look like a twelve year old being kissed for the first time. Or in Chuck's case, a six year old.
"Ah yes," Chuck said. "I'm an equal-opportunity whore. Gay-straight, black-white, just gotta line up."
Ah freshmen, Chuck thought. They couldn't even say the word sex but they were eager to jump into bed and do it.
Chace: Do you have fuck buddies in England?
He felt like a teenager who'd just ended an argument with a parent by screaming, well, I guess I'll just go to BED then - if you won't let me go out/play Nirvana at top volume/sacrifice goats, I'll just go to SLEEP and DIE.
The dreams started off innocently enough. Nate would be having sex with Serena, who would morph into Blair. Only then she would get taller, and broader, and wear bizarre, seventies-esque clothes and oh, look, she had turned into Chuck.
“Oh, what’s that you say, Mr. Bolton? You’ve got a trilby just like mine? My goodness! And you say you like Broadway musicals? Me too!”
“Ah, yes,” Ryan said, dryly. “The walk to the gallows. I’m sorry I haven’t changed my will yet to include you; Shar’ll end up with most of my stuff.”
“Later,” Ryan said, grinning. “Unless, of course, you had other plans… Like, I don’t know… Bible study?”
“All right, now shut up. We’re gonna have hot sex, and you are gonna like it. Then you are going to find Jacob for me because I am doing you a favor. Got that?”
He stares at James as if James's head has just flown off or as if he just spoke to him in Swahili, danced a jig, and tried to eat an entire Flobberworm.
Enemy or not, this is sex, and sex should be good for everyone. It's one of his deepest beliefs.
The pair of house elves had now progressed into an entire theatrical troupe complete with orchestra, chorus line, and heckling audience.
“Besides, Sirius wasn't my type."
What next: male wizard's getting pregnant, a Weasley and a Malfoy secretly dating, perhaps Potter was really his son.
"On top of that, it doesn't like you, and none of my cutlery does either."
"Goodbye cruel world." The hat intoned before he jumped from the edge of the tower. He closed his eyes awaiting the end.
and it should not be this hot to see your boyfriend sexually involved with another man but it really, really is.
Disclaimer: Not mine. I wish it were, but if it were Glee would devolve into some giant orgy and that would be horribly unproductive in the end…
But he's glad he's wearing pants that are tight enough that getting hard is a problem in the first place.
"He really doesn't think of you as a boy, does he?" Blaine directs this toward Kurt, who laughs as he realizes it's true. He's pretty sure Finn just thinks of him as 'Kurt' and nothing else, sex notwithstanding even though Kurt's pretty sure that sometimes when they're making out he's still reaching for something that isn't there (see: boobs).
"Oh come on, he's practically Rachel with a dick, Finn!"
Brothers. It's such a silly word, like toffee or koala… brothers’
He could have sought Puck's help; his friend had a large collection of them. Finn knew this, because one day Puck showed him the top drawer of his bedside table. And the bowl with plastic fruit in his kitchen. And his wallet. And the small toolbox in his locker where he kept them organized according to color, texture and flavor.
NOTE: I don't claim any of these quotes as mine, because they aren't. I just thought they were funny and/or interesting.
Personal Inside Jokes with the Roomies:
I'll talk to you about your face.
How can you be in college? Do you, like, drink?
We'd need leukemia!
We're committing identity theft!
The Three Easy Girls.
When the Red Sox won the Superbowl the first time…
I learned that out yesterday.
Not just shut up. FUCKING shut up.
Why doesn't Smokey the Bear have any children?
Ten? No, twenty, I don't have enough hands.
a,bdajkbdajkfdkanlsdasbnd (means "I Miss Josh" in Gibberish)
My Personal Quotes: (These ones I do claim)
I’m reading What if… to my mom, and I finish and say “That’s my official opinion. Zekepay is totally based on chocolate chip cookies.” I look at my mom and realize that she is not paying attention to me and she’s like asleep, and I say “Can you tell me anything of what I just said?” She says “It doesn’t have mice on it.” Like seriously, how do you get that out of that?
We've just finished watching "I'll Cover You" in RENT and my mother says, "So, they're gonna be gay together?". There are so many things wrong with that sentence. 1) Duh, I would have thought you'd figured out that they were going to be gay together much before this point. 2) Thank you for ruining the emotional high point of the movie. (It didn't help that my dad came home halfway through "La Vie Boheme" and started yelling at me about toilet paper or something equally ridiculous). 3) That's just not something you say period. Especially when the answer is so obvious.
Now here’s a headline: “Gay ex-gov wins round in divorce court”.
Me (reading something): Hethinkshewantsherneemememehneennemanenemeenanenennnaaaaaah. thinks for a second. What did I just say?! Bursts out laughing.
Chad and Ryan are like Robert and Giselle. I can’t believe I didn’t think of that one before!
"They're silly." --Me. I'm watching HSM: The Concert and it's the beginning where Lucas Grabeel and Chucky Klapow are doing multiple high five things and being silly. 7-31-2008
Me: I like Ryan/Kelsi too! Wait I gotta dance. (I do an improvised dance that will forever be known as a Ryelsi dance. My mom walks in the door and stares at me. One of my legs is in the air, and both my arms are above my head. I freeze. Gotta Find You by Joe Jonas from Camp Rock is playing.)
“Yeah, the West High Knights won’t know what hit them,” said Chad. “And then we’ll say, ‘That’s Ryan Evans, singing sensation and basketball wonder’, and they’ll look at us in awe and then they’ll explode.” Troy and Ryan looked at him and frowned. “Okay, well, they won’t explode, but something will happen.”
Sharpay walked into her brother's room. She struggled to remember his name. "Zac. Troy. Corbin. Lucas..." Sharpay began.
'My dear …' Professor Trelawney breathed, gazing up at Harry. 'It is here, plainer than ever before … my dear, stalking towards you, growing ever closer… the–'
After Karen says "no" to Keith's proposal, I screamed, and got very angry at the television.
My sister, Rebecca bragging about the one time she beat me at Chess (which I'm pretty sure she was making up as she went along): Remember when I whooped your ass with a knight and two rooks? No, wait, it was a king and two rooks, and whooped your ass because you had a crapload of pieces that you didn’t know how to use. Screw you.
My roommate Cait and her boyfriend Matt are talking on the phone and Matt says something, so I suggest to Cait to tell him that if the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off.
Cait (to Matt on the phone): No. You are a cookie.
My mom and I are talking during a commercial of the 2008 season finale on NCIS and the topic gets randomly changed.
Me (mocking above): I can’t believe they killed Jenny. I can’t believe they killed Keith.
“So, what happens to the involvement fair if it’s still raining?” asked Gabriella.
"Road salt comes from the salt flats of oobagawaba." --My Dad while we were discussing the road salt shortage c. Winter 2007-8.
My mother is naming the presidents in order, to remember which one the fifth one is.
Do you feel sexy? (alternate line for Davy Jones in Pirates. My sister and I were listening to "I'm Too Sexy" while talking about Pirates 2 c. Summer 2006)
I've just said some quote from one of my stories.
"That's bullshit, Troy," Chuckie said. "You and I both know that kid is queerer than a 3 dollar bill."
"C'mon, Chucks, he's-" Troy began.
"Tell me about it. I actually got kind of scared she'd ask me out, after you and Troy and Jared didn't work out. And what was I gonna say? Sorry, but I'm gay?" Chuckie asked.
At that moment, Sharpay burst through the front doors, with Troy just behind her. “Aha, just the girl we needed to see. Sharpay, can you settle a bet Ryan and I are having?” Sharpay looked at Gabriella. “Well, I say that Zac broke up with Vanessa for Ashley, and Ryan said Zanessa still going strong. What do you think?” Sharpay looked between Ryan and Gabriella.
“Okay, talk to you later,” I said. “Bye.” I looked at the phone for several seconds, before Maddie appeared at my shoulder to turn it off for me. “Thanks,” I said.
Troy: “I’ll be back, girls. You can be Tchaikovsky and Beethoven. I don’t care which.”
"Disaster Strikes East High: Basketball Star Found Homosexual," I read. “I remember that. That was, like, the best day of my life. My dad cut the article out of the newspaper and brandished it in my face. I took it, read it, and just beamed. I showed it to Ryan, and Sharpay had it framed. Voila.”
“I gotta say, though, if you ever dated my sister, I’d be really mad," Chuckie said.
"So how about that war?" Jason asked.
Okay, so every story has an LOL Ultimate. Here's the one from the Board of Secrets:
And here's the one from Middle School Musical:
He said, "Cheer up, I know you're down." She said, "Why should I cheer up?" He said, "Because it's only a game. And no matter what, it'll always be okay, because you've still got me." She smiled to herself and wiped the drying tears from her face. Two months later, he crushed her heart and spirit. She said, "So much for it'll always be okay," the tears now rolling down her face again.
My favorite song from High School Musical is Bop to the Top, and my favorite song from High School Musical 2 is You are the Music in Me (Sharpay's Version), and my favorite song from High School Musical 3 is Senior Year Spring Muscial Medley, and also Just Wanna Be With You. My favorite song from Camp Rock is Hasta la Vista, although I'm fond of Too Cool. My favorite song from Hairspray is (The Legend of) Miss Baltimore Crabs. My favorite song from Wicked is No Good Deed. My favorite song from RENT is Take Me or Leave Me, even though I love La Vie Boheme to death. And the beginning of Goodbye Love is amazing. "Run away, hit the road, don't commit, you're full of s--!" Amazing song. I'll Cover You (Reprise) is so powerful.
If I was going to be in High School Musical, I'd want to be Sharpay. If I was going to be in Camp Rock, I'd want to be Tess. If I was going to be in Wicked, I'd want to be Elphaba. (Even though I'd do a great job at G(a)linda (Yeah, I can hit those notes. Believe it.)) If I was in RENT, I'd want to be Maureen. (Even though being Mimi would be fun.) If I was in Harry Potter, I'd want to be Hermione.
My Stories: (Titles are subject to change) (Underlined titles are currently posted)
Forever and Ever (Ryella, Troypay, Chaylor, Jelsi. Starts on the first day of Senior Year. Troyella at the beginning. Mixed POV, third person. I've started posting this. My first fic.)
Closure. (Troyella, Chaylor, Jelsi, Troypay, Ryella, Zekepay. It's been five years since Sharpay and Ryan had seen their friends. How much has really changed? Sequel to Who's Getting Married number 4. Ryan's POV, third person.)
And Then It All Changed (Ryella, Troypay, Chaylor, Jelsi. Starts the Saturday before the first day of Senior Year. Troyella, Zekepay at the beginning. Mixed POV, first person. Not yet posted.)
The Board of Secrets COMPLETE!! (Tryan is the main thing. some Chaylor and Zekepay. Also Ryella, Ryelsi, Troyella, Jelsi, Troypay, and some of the other couples, mentioned really briefly. It really is a Tryan, but it takes a while to get there. (Tryan begins Chapter 8.) Ryan's POV, first person. My first slash.) (Ohmigod, I can't believe I'm done writing this! 22 Chapters, and an epilogue. It's so sad!)
Prequel to the Board of Secrets: Middle School Musical. COMPLETE!!(TroyxChuckie (haha, Truckie), Chadpay, Troypay, Troyella, etc. Set five years before the Board of Secrets. Troy's POV, first person. It's hilarious, btw. It's about Troy and Chuckie's previous relationship(s) and ends at the very end of HSM3.)
Sequel to the Board of Secrets: 17 going on...28? (17-year-old Troy wakes up to find himself ten years older...with children, and all he wants is his boyfriend back. Tryan, Troypay. Also, Zekepay, Chaylor, Jelsi, Drewella, Dylecca, Jimara, Chustin, and (heaven forbid) Truckie and Troyella. (Oh and Chraddie and Nac (and Shawnana, Diolette, Jarah, and Fellen. Maybe Chanielle) for anyone who knows who they are, like my Mom, me, and my roommate, Cait.) Idea comes half from Family Guy, half from an episode of Jimmy Neutron I saw this one time, and half from 13 going on 30. Troy's POV, first person.)
The Board of Secrets: The Great Beyond (Consider it like the Bonus Features on the DVD. It picks up from Troy's 18th birthday party and fills you in on all the missing little details between The Board of Secrets and 17 going on 28. Pairings: Oh, let me think... Tryan, Chaylor, Zekepay, Jelsi, Truckie, Troypay, Chustin, Jimara, Dylecca, Troyella, and maybe Drewella. (As well as Chraddie, Nac, Diolette, Jemmy, Jarah, Fellen, Zoe, Camanda, Seththa, Simphie, Kyia, Jemily, Ricky&Rachel, RayRay, Japphire, Meter, Brogan, Trashley, Luji, Chanielle, Hexi, Deaghan, Jindsey, and Lolly. Even though I made every single one of those up. There's also a little of my new favorite pairing, Chayze, who I'm very sorry to announce do not make it. It's unfortunate, I know. But I love them soo much. It's so sad. Also maybe a little Charah, who I also love love love.)
Life As We Know It (Zanessa, Jashley, Lashley, and whatever else (like Chramantha and Rylesya). A fictitious story that is literally about when the cast of HSM comes and visits me at my college. My POV, first person.)
Who's Getting Married? (It's a series...I have 13 written at the moment. It's basically HSM wedding oneshots, with the added mystery of not knowing who exactly is getting married until the very end. It's also usually a mystery of who's telling the story. Always first person, though. It's basically any pairings. See FAQs for pairings.)
Give You Up (Tryan. also Chyan and Troyella. Troy Bolton has a secret. No, he doesn't have a third arm, or an illegitimate child in Canada. It's better than that. It's Ryan. But what happens when Ryan decides he can't continue it? Ryan's POV, first person. ONESHOT. complete.)
The Six Degrees of Lucas Grabeel (Chadella. I know, weird right? Ever heard of the six degrees of Kevin Bacon? Same concept. The basic idea was that, at three o'clock in the morning, getting Chad and Gabriella together over a game of the Six Degrees of Lucas Grabeel was a good idea. Is it still? I don't know. You tell me. ONESHOT, complete. No POV.)
The Parent Trap (The only Troyella story you'll ever get out of me. As of yet. It's about Troy and Gabriella's twin daughters, Ashley and Vanessa, and they meet for the first time in memory at Camp Walden for girls in Southern Maine. Well, if you've seen the movie (with Lindsey Lohan) you know what happens next. Or do you? Hmm, major plot twists to come, and the rest of the Wildcats are sure to turn up.)
X-Over of Epic Proportions: untitled as of yet. (Tryan, Zekepay, Jelsi, Chaylor, Harry/Ginny, Romione. Ryan's POV, first person. Cross over of HSM and HP, and maybe some other things (for instance, bad Star Trek jokes). A really good idea to a kid sitting at a computer reading HSM fanfiction at 2am and listening to RENT. It's officially ridiculous, but I like it. Should be posting some of the ridicularity soon.)
HSM meets GREEK. (My favorite movie, and my favorite TV show. Others can do it, why can't I? Tryan, Zekepay, Chaylor, Jelsi, Chuckie/Justin, Evsie (ick), Caspie, Rusty/Jen K, Calvin/Heath, Frevan(!) (aka standard GREEK relations). The nine students from East High (and also Chuckie!!) end up at Cyprus-Rhodes University, and they rush. Interesting things happen. Spoilers for Season Two. No POV.)
Hey There Delilah. (Chyan, Troypay. Brief mentions of past Rypay (twincest), and past one-sided Choy. Plus...some surprises. Basically, Chad and Ryan have been together for a year, and are now facing the prospect of going to different colleges. Even worse, Chad and Troy are going to the UofA, and Sharpay and Ryan are going to Julliard in NYC. Which is wonderful, given their history. I got the idea from the story "Ditched" by StillThereForMe. Well, not really, but kind of. I had read it before I went to Vermont, and I couldn't get it out of my head, and I thought it was slightly plausible. Anyway, there's also past Chaylor, Troyella, Zekepay, and Zekella. Mixed POV.)
Our Time Now. (A sappy Ryella songfic to the song "Our Time Now" by the Plain White T's. Oneshot. Complete.)
You're Still the One. (Troyella, Zekepay, Chaylor, Jelsi, MarthaOC, Ryella. Just a little something to satisfy my Ryella needs. Third person, Ryan's POV. Troy and Gabriella, East High's "it" couple, still together, still going strong. Will their 5-year reunion change that?)
A Sophomore Summer. (It's slightly AU, meaning that HSM 1 and 2 never actually happened yet, but the Battle of the Bands kind of did. It's not as dumb as it sounds, trust me. Watching Camp Rock was like seeing HSM 1 and a half anyway, so why not take basically the same plot and insert the characters and songs we all know and love? Troyella, Zekepay, Chaylor, Ryelsi, Jartha.)
HSM meets the Suite Life. More interesting title to be forthcoming. (Everyone's four favorite basketball players are watching the Celtics vs. the Lakers in Boston, while staying at the Tipton. Troyella, Zekepay, Chaylor, Ryelsi (although I don't know where that's relevant), Jartha. Traddie too. Other characters from TSL will be: Zack, Cody, Moseby, London, Arwin, Carey, Corrie, Mary-Margaret.)
Because I Love You (Tryan. I don't know about this one, because it starts out mean, and then gets really fluffy, and I don't really like it. I wrote it in, like, half an hour during Chemistry, and I don't know. No POV.)
Just Friends. (Troy's with Ryan, who's with Gabriella, who's with Troy. And none of them really know. Or care. But what will happen when Chad gets mixed into the mix? Eventually Tryan and Chadella. Summary and ideas are clear in my head. not yet posted or titled. The words "Choyanella" and "Tryanella" are unofficial copyright to myself, because I thought of them. If you thought of them first, I would love to fight you for them. Mixed POV, third person.)
Hopeless (It's got evil!Ryan in it. Because I like him, although he's difficult to write, but fun. Troy and Ryan are..."practicing" dancing. Ahem. It gets...well, things heat up. No POV, third person.)
A Love Rectangle Plus One...Whatever that is. (Some huge love...rectangle plus one...or several more...who knows. One of the three following possibilities: 1) Troy wants Ryan, but Ryan wants Gabriella, and Gabriella wants Chad, but Chad wants Sharpay, and Sharpay wants Troy. 2) Troy wants Ryan, who wants Gabriella, who wants Jason, who wants Kelsi, who wants Zeke, who wants Sharpay, who wants Troy. And Taylor and Chad are just looking at this like the people involved are insane. 3) Jason wants Kelsi, who wants Ryan, who wants Gabriella, who wants Troy, who wants Taylor, who wants Chad, who wants Sharpay, who wants Zeke, who wants Sharpay. The third one kind of sucks. Anyways, it's something like that. good ideas, too much to do to think about it right now. Choyskanellapaylorsi. (Pronounce: Choy-scan-ella-pay-lor-see) (Chad, Troy, Jason, Zeke, Ryan, Gabriella, Sharpay, Taylor, Kelsi.))
Love is Seriously Complicated. (Complete. It's a Troypay twoshot. "Do you still love me?" "No, but I so, so want to." Based on a true story. If you're good, I might tell you about it.)
Seven Things. (Complete fourshot. CHAYLOR. Based on the song "7 Things" by Miley Cyrus. I, personally, love the song and think it's about Nick Jonas, because I like Niley, but that's beside the point. The point is, it's not very long, but it's worth your time.)
You Know You Love Me. (A HSM story, loosely based on Gossip Girl. Ish. Troyella, Troypay, Ryella, Chaylor, Tryan? Who knows.)
Step Up and Be That Guy For You. (An AU Gossip Girl story. You heard. It’s basically what would have happened if it turned out Blair had been pregnant. Chuck/Blair, Serena/Nate.)
The Fame and The Fortune and More. (Ryan didn't like the guy he used to be. So he ran away, thinking that would solve his problems. It didn't, his problems got worse. And now...he's back. And determined to right his wrongs. Not really sure of the pairings yet, i think Ryelsi...definitely past Tryan, Chyan, and Ryelsi at the very least. Mentioned Zekepay, perhaps Troyella.)
My Next Big Project:
No, I’m not shitting you. The Board of Secrets Trilogy has left me very sad. I can’t even begin to think of life without my wonderful OCs, especially Chuckie and Sarah (And now JJ, too), who I’ve taken a very fond liking to, but Drew and Justin and Greg and Brett as well. And Karen (tear). If somehow I could make another story with them in it…
A little more about me is due, I think.
I'm a girl. My name is Samantha. I'm obsessed with HSM. I have a sister who isn't that special, except in the head. Ha. I'm kidding. But she is a Troyella supporter. Sigh.
I have this weird obsession with spelling. I love to dance and sing. My neighbors constantly get annoyed with me. I have blond hair, and blue eyes, or at least I like to think so.
I have basically no life. I'm a major RENThead. I also like Legally Blonde: the Musical. If I'm repeating myself a lot, it's not my fault. I’m also a Team Jacob fan. You may not like it, but it’s not your business where my Twilight allegiances lie.
My absolute favorite story on here has got to be "Picking Up the Pieces of a Lost Night" by Squall Thrawn. It's an amazing story. You should read it again, because if you haven't read it yet, you are a sinner. That's how good it is. I'm recommending it. Yeah.
I'm also a big fan of the Tryans written by weaksauce, which are absolutely fantastic. "After the Music" and the prequel "Thank Goodness" and you should read them too. And, of course, none of this applies if you don't like slash or Tryan. I do. But you're entitled to your own opinions.
Also on my list of amazing stories are the trilogy of Tryan stories (By Moonlight, By Gravelight, and By Starlight) by BitterGrin. Amazing stories, a little scary, but I lived.
If you're a Chyan fan (I'm not really) you'll like "My Sister" by jsrsuperstar. If you happen to like both Chyan and Tryan, "Drama Little Secret" by StillThereForMe is awesome. If you like something longer, I would suggest "Boy Disease" by Jenwyn.
I'm not looking for dating, or a relationship, or any of that other stuff that facebook asks you for. I am, however, looking for both Waldo and Carmen San Diego. And also Candy Mountain, but only so I can sing with the letter "Y".
Did I mention I'm a review whore? Well, I am. But there's a plus for you, the reviewer. If you review my stories, I will absolutely look at your stories and, should I decided to read them, I will absolutely review them, because I have decided to review everything I read from now on, because it makes authors happy when readers review.
I have other random obsessions, but I'm tired of writing about myself right now. We'll talk later. Bye!
PS. I don't own High School Musical, Harry Potter, RENT, or anything ((ANYTHING)) else that I write about. Just so you know. Don't sue me, I don't deserve that.
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