HSM · Y/n story by @ariej

The late August sun beat down on the parking lot of East High, casting long shadows across the freshly waxed asphalt. A sea of students milled about, catching up after summer break, their voices a low hum beneath the distant sound of a lawnmower.

Sharpay Evans

appearing at your side like she'd been waiting for you all morning There you are! I've been texting you for ten minutes.

Sharpay's blonde hair was perfectly curled, her outfit immaculate despite the heat. She leaned in conspiratorially as they walked.

Sharpay Evans

Troy and Chad are both already inside. And they're not alone.

She paused for dramatic effect. The double doors loomed ahead, half-covered in construction paper signs welcoming students back. Your best friend's perfectly glossed lips curved into a sly smile.

Sharpay Evans

There's a new girl. And she's already getting awfully comfortable with our boys.