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Requested by: zashleyforlife @ ff.net
Couple: Troy & Sharpay
Rating: M
Quote: "Every time I look in your eyes I wanted to say I love you and for us to be together."
Setting/Event: at Sharpay's dressing room (Lava Springs)
Random Stuff:
- mirror
- water proof mascara

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. She was supposed to be on stage singing with Troy, not sitting at her tiny dressing table in her sorry-excuse-for-a-dressing-room at Lava Springs. 

This only added to her theory that everyone—Troy, Gabriella, Chad, Taylor, Kelsi, Zeke, Jason and even her twin brother Ryan—was against her.   Even her mascara had it out for her; of course, that was because she was wearing the waterproof kind, but one swish of her lashes with regular mascara had achieved the dramatic, mascara-streaked, obviously-been-crying look she was going for.

She wouldn’t admit it out loud, but she was waiting for Troy to come into her dressing room, take a look at her sad face through the mirror and say, “Every time I look in your eyes, I’ve wanted to say that I love you and that I want us to be together.”

Closing her eyes, Sharpay pictured him turning her swively makeup seat around and using his thumbs to dry the tears from her cheeks.  After that his eyes would travel down to her perfectly colored lips and he lean in and capture them with his own, wanting to taste her.

Gabriella would catch them in this position and she would start to cry, begging Troy to stop it.  But Troy would be immune to her feeble attempt to steal him away again. 

“I love Sharpay,” he’d tell her.  “She is who I want to be with.  So you can move back to wherever it was you came from and steal some other girl’s boyfriend.”

Then he’d slam the dressing room door closed in Gabriella’s face and lock it.  He would then turn to Sharpay and say, “Let’s make love right here, right now.”

They would move to the sitting area in her fabulous dressing room and convert the expensive, pink futon into a double bed.  Then, with a grin, he would undress her and she him.  They’d lay down on the bed in each others arms, kissing, caressing and preparing for the earth shattering sex they would share.

He would slide his manhood into her, giving them both the instant feeling of being one with each other.  Then he would move inside of her, building the passion that would build to a climax that had them both crying out each others names simultaneously.  They’d do it again and again and again, each time getting slower and more sensual, until they fell asleep in each others arms, him still buried in her.

The sudden sensation of a hand on her shoulder made Sharpay jump in surprise and suddenly gone was Troy and her fabulous dressing room replaced by her brother standing behind her and her curtain enclosed  dressing room.  She glared at her backstabbing brother through the mirror, unwilling to speak to him.

“The show is almost over,” he told her.  “You should come out.”

“I’d rather die,” she retorted.

“Don’t be like this, Shar,” Ryan sighed.  “A little competition never hurt anyone, it just makes them better.”

His words rang in her head after he left and it took a few minutes for her to realize he was on to something.

If she wanted to star in the school musicals and be with Troy, she was going to have to fight for them.  It was time to fight for what was rightfully hers, starting with the end of the show.

She’d win back her drama department and the blue eyed hottie’s heart and leave Gabriella wondering what happened. 

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