A Super Duper Birthday?

A Super Duper Birthday?

"People will be over in 10 minutes, Shar, you better put on your bathing suit." Ryan said, popping his head into his sister's room, where he found her, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"What's the point?" she mumbled, turning around to lie on her stomach. She looked him in the eye, but he didn't see the happy look kids got when it was their birthday, she looked so depressed. There was a lot of reasons for that, and he had expected it, "It's 10 years now, Ry. 10 years."

"I know," Ryan replied, walking into her room, sitting down on her bed, "But you gotta let it go, Sharpay. Just have fun today. Everyone is gonna be here. Don't you think it's time to face your fears? I'm not gonna push you, but think about it?"

"No," Sharpay replied, sitting up, "I can't Ry, I just can't." she bit her lip, "I'll put on my bikini and go downstairs to tan."

"Okay," Ryan said, standing up again, "Be down in a minute, Sharpay. And happy birthday, lil sis."

"You too."

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Chad and Zeke made another water bomb, splashing water over all the people around the pool. Sharpay scoffed and pushed her chair even further away from the pool, wanting to tan without getting wet. That was kinda hard though, since everybody was jumping into the pool, or splashing water at each other.

Gabriella took a seat by the end of her tanning chair, "Please, hop in with me, Pay?" she begged. Her hair was dripping wet, which made little drops fall on Sharpay's feet.

"No, and get away from me, when you're wet like that!" Sharpay argued, kicking her off.

Gabriella let out a deep sigh and went to find her something to drink. Sharpay looked after her, wishing things were easy. But they weren't. She couldn't just hop into the pool like everyone else could. She leaned back in her chair to relax, letting the sun hit her face. She could hear all her friends and the kids from school having fun in the pool, but she didn't care, she blocked it all out.

She felt someone near her, and looked up to come eye to eye with the hot, wet basketball king. He said on the chair next to hers, droplets trailing down his chest. She had to admit, it worked very well on his tanned chest. She narrowed her eyes in on him though, "What?"

"Why aren't you getting in the water?" he asked, his eyes wandering down her body, taking in the curve of her hips.

"Because I'll rather lie here and look hot." Sharpay simply replied, taking on her sunglasses.

"You're doing a good job at that." Troy smirked, his eyes resting on her body once again.

"Shut up, Troy," Sharpay said, even though a slight blush found its way onto her cheeks.

"So, did you get any good gifts?" Troy asked, nodding his head towards the table where all the gifts were sitting.

"Shut up, I didn't see you bringing me anything." Sharpay just replied, sending him the eyes, even though he couldn't see them because of her sunglasses.

Troy leaned in and looked at her, closer, "You'll get my gift later, it's special. Ryan already got his."

"What is it?" Sharpay asked, her face lightening up by the thought of a 'special' gift.

"I'm not gonna say," Troy mocked her, just as her grandmother made her way towards them, carrying an old picture.

"Sharpay honey?" she said, sitting down on Sharpay's chair, as Sharpay sat up, removing her sunglasses, "I found this for you. I thought you might want to look at it? It's been 10 years."

Sharpay took the picture, which was all crumbled and yellow around the edges. She got a soft look in her eyes, and smiled sadly, "Yeah, it's been. But this is a happy day! 17 years, huh?"

"You don't have to act cheery, sweetie." Her grandmother smiled, brushing Sharpay's blonde hair away from her face, "Just try to have fun, and I'll be inside with your grandpa. Call if you need anything, okay?"

"I will, granny." Sharpay replied, kissing the old woman's cheek, "Have fun too."

The old woman winked at her granddaughter and made her way inside, slowly but surely. Sharpay leaned back in the chair, looking at the picture, completely ignoring Troy, who let out a sigh and stood up to leave.

He stopped by the side of the pool and opened his arms, "Who's up for Marco Polo?" he asked, as they all got silent, listening to their king.

"I am, me!" Taylor said, jumping up and down like a little girl, "But if there's too many it's not fun! Let's be around 6 or 7. Troy, you close your eyes!"

A lot of the kids from school jumped out of the pool, leaving the friends, Ryan, Troy, Gabriella, Chad, Taylor, Kelsi, and Zeke. Troy jumped into the pool and swam into the middle, giving them some time to move around. When he'd waited for a few seconds, he yelled out:

"MARCO!?"

"POLO!" they all cheered, and Troy made his way towards where he meant one of the voices were. He didn't do a good job, because their pool was huge, and the 6 targets moved around all the time.