I'm back. I had a couple ideas for conversations, and this was the only thing that I had sufficient knowledge about to use them on. You can't put teenage pettiness into Grey's Anatomy. Doesn't work. If I had to choose, I'd pick Troypay over any other couple. Hence, this.

Disclaimer: I don't particularly want to own HSM, which is why I don't.

A memory

Sharpay Evans is five years old, and she's playing in a sandbox. This is an actual sandbox, with sand in it, and the required broken plastic tools needed to shift the sand around into not very interesting patterns.

A brown-haired boy approaches the sand box, and helps her shovel the sand into what can only be described as "very, very small hills."

"Hi, I'm Sharpay," she says boldly.

"I'm Troy."

"That's a funny name."

"You have a funny name, too," he retorts in defense. She brushes off the insult.

"I'm gonna be the bestest singer actress dancer in the world. I need a funny name."

"I'm gonna be the best basketball player ever. I need a funny name, too." They regard each other solemnly.

The kindergarten teachers yell for them to come in, and Sharpay smiles at Troy.

"Wanna come play in the sandbox tomorrow?" He shrugs, but secretly blushes at the smile, even if girls are gross and this one's mean.

"Sure."

Yep. It's short. I have six overall, and they're all written. I won't demand a review quota until next chapter.

But, you should review anyway.