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Disclaimer; I don't own High School Musical, and I don't own "Life Will Go On", by Chris Isaak, which is one of my favourite songs.

Her Heartbeat

Chapter 15.

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Laugh when nothing's funny, Dance when there's no music,
Sing like you've never sung before, Love till it hurts,
Cry when you're sad, Smile when you're happy,
And always live each day like its your LAST

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As the 5 friends stepped into the school the next day, all dressed in black, the rest of the students immediately knew what had happened. At first everything got silent, but then little whispers started going through the halls, as the friends made their way down them.

They all stopped by Sharpay's locker, and Troy opened it, he already knew the combination. Ryan had brought a bag to all her stuff, so they slowly started putting clothes and pictures into the bag. Ryan started crying again when he saw a picture of him and Sharpay after the first musical they had ever been in.

Gabriella and Taylor gathered all her books, and went to the library to turn them in again. She wouldn't need them now.

All day long, people gave them odd stares. No-one really dared to speak to them, except a few people who told them how sorry they were, and they really appreciated that.

Everybody had a tough time, making it through the day, but when school was out, they all headed towards the Evans' residents. They were about to go through Sharpay's stuff, and plan the funeral. Becca wanted her friends to have what they wanted from Sharpay's room – to keep some memories, and what they didn't want, she'd figure out what to do with.

"This top is really cute," Taylor said, not really an emotion in her voice. She was holding up a white sparkly top with a flower on it, in front of Gabriella, "You know, normally I would kill to have a shirt like that, it's ichi, but seriously, I'll never be able to wear it. It's Sharpay's."

"Maybe we should give it all to charity?" Gabriella suggested. She didn't really feel like wearing any of Sharpay's clothes either, "You know, Shar would probably have approved that."

"I just realized something…" Taylor mumbled, "Shouldn't we like, pick an outfit for her to wear in the casket before we throw anything out?"

"Yeah…" Gabriella trailed off, "That would be a good idea. Don't you think she should wear pink? And some sparkly stuff too."

"Of course," Taylor smiled, "Our little Shar. Hmm, how about that outfit she wore the first day after the Christmas break? Your first day at East High? I've always liked that outfit. It's cute, it's pink and it's so Sharpay."

"That would be a good idea," Gabriella smiled, "Let's find it, and… Yeah, put the rest of her clothes in some bags. Then we can get Matt or the boys to drop it off by the Church. Poor people would love all this."

Taylor nodded and started to roam through her bags.

Gabriella looked down at her hand. Sharpay's necklace was safely tucked in it. She'd gotten one of the nurses to take it off for her the day after Sharpay died. She had promised her to give it to Taylor, but she still hadn't had the heart to do it. She knew it was supposed to be soon, "Um, Tay?"

"Yeah?"

"I have something for you…" Gabriella trailed off, showing her the necklace, "You know Sharpay gave me the other part, right? When I talked to her before she died, she told me to give you her part of the necklace. She said it'd connect all three of us. I know you'll probably be uncomfortable wearing it, but please… It'll mean so much to Sharpay."

Taylor took the necklace, quietly looking at it, as she took it to her eyes, "I will be…" she whispered, "But of course I'll wear it. It's beautiful. I'll never take it off again. It's just you and me, forever, necklace."

"Great," Gabriella smiled, "You want to go through all her pictures from school now?"

Taylor took on the necklace and shot her a smile, "Yeah, let's."

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Troy starred at her picture, taking in all of her beauty. He couldn't believe that he'd never be able to see her for real again. That all he'd have from now on were pictures. He couldn't believe that he wouldn't be able to talk to her again, to hear her sing. All he could do was listen to the soundtrack from one of her musicals, hearing her song on repeat over and over and over.

He couldn't believe that he wouldn't be able to touch her again – to kiss her. All he would ever have from now on, was the memory of one amazing night. A night which meant the world to him, a night he'd do anything to relive again. But it was also the night which took her last breath.

He slowly lifted her picture to his lips and kissed it, not caring that tears were streaming down his face.

Those people who didn't cry, it was just because they didn't know her. If they'd known her, they would realize what a lose she was for the world. That no-one would ever be able to replace her. That there would never be another Sharpay Evans.

And there would never be another girl for him. She was the one. The one and only. No-one could ever take her place, he couldn't imagine his life without her now. He couldn't imagine finding another girl, ever. She was just… it.

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The funeral was beautiful.

Of course it was. It was very beautiful.

Practically all of East High were gathered there. The teachers, the students, the gang. Sharpay's family were there too. Brooke and Ben were both clinging on to Becca, as the vicar spoke wonders of Sharpay.

Gabriella was clinging on to Ryan. She had brought her mom too, which was out of respect. Mrs. Montez didn't know Sharpay at all, but she knew how important she had been to her daughter. Taylor and Chad was holding on to one another too. They were both crying, yes, Chad was crying.

Troy was seated between his parents, his mother's protective arm around his shoulders. They were all sad, not that his parents really knew her. His dad had seen her at school, and watched her in her musicals, and his mom had met her at the hospital.

And they knew just how much their son loved her.

"… she was very talented, and loved by everyone. Her friends were sure that she would grow up to be something huge. A lot meant that she would end up on Broadway, and she had the talent. She has starred in 17 school productions, making wonders in each one of them." The vicar said, "Her joyful mood was loved by her friends, and of course her boyfriend, whom she spend a lot of time with, especially right before she died." He paused and locked eyes with Becca, "And now, I believe, that Gabriella, Ryan, Troy and Brooke has something they would like to sing for Sharpay; as their last words to her."

Gabriella grabbed Brooke's hand, and followed Ryan and Troy up to the front of the church, right behind the white casket, which was beautifully covered with red roses, and wreaths.

Ryan took a deep breath, he had to say something before they… did their thing; "This is in the memory of a dear sister, friend, girlfriend and aunt, from all four of us." He paused, and looked at Gabriella.

The soft music from the piano started, and Gabriella took a deep breath; starting their big send off…

"Broken skies, heartaches that flowers won't mend
Say goodbye knowing that this is the end
Tender dreams, shadows fall
Love too sweet, to recall
Dry your eyes, face the dawn
Life will go on"

Troy looked at her, and started his part;

"All day long thought that we still had a chance
Letting go, this is the end of romance
Broken hearts find your way
Make it through just this day
Face the world on your own
Life will go on, life will go on"

Little Brooke took a good hold on Gabriella's hand, squeezing it hard. No-one had really heard her sing that much before, since she was so young, but she had the same talent as Sharpay… as well as a lot of her beauty.

"There'll be blue skies, every true love
Someday I'll hold you again
They'll be blue skies in a better world, darlin'"

Ryan took a breath and started the last part of the song…

"Tender dreams, shadows fall
Love too sweet, to recall
Dry your eyes, face the dawn
Life will go on, life will go on
Broken heart find your way
Make it through just this day
Face the world on your own
Life will go on"

The church was silent, and the 4 people took their seats again. The vicar spoke the last of his words, and then they were heading out of the church. Matt, and 5 other guys, each took a handle of the casket, and the rest of the guests followed them outside, and watched as the white casket was being lifted into the black car.

They cried as they watched it drive off.

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Troy made his way through the graveyard, keeping his eyes on the special heart shaped gravestone, that he was going to visit. He quickly got there, holding the flowers tight in his hands. They were roses – as always. Red for love, and yellow for friendship.

As he got there, he kneed down in front of the gravestone, looking at it. He placed his flowers on the ground, taking in the burial plot in general. Fresh flowers were lying all over the place, he knew that people went there everyday, people still cared that much, though it had been a month.

They had started to move on already, of course they had. They all had lives they needed to carry on, to live, but he still couldn't seem to let go. He still missed her so much, he still loved her so much.

He ran his fingers over the inscription in the gravestone, letting a single tear slip. He'd almost stopped crying now. He'd almost gotten used to not seeing her everyday. But yesterday, Gabriella and Ryan had been in the musical, the first show, and it had brought back memories of what used to be the shows at East High.

Sharpay wasn't a part of it this time…

He let his finger rest on the S in her name, as his eyes wandered over the inscription once again.

Sharpay Evans

February 12, 1991 – March 07, 2007.

We will miss you.

There! I'm done ;p I hope you liked the last chapter, it wasn't really needed, but I promised a friend that I'd do like… a ´funeral´ chapter, as she said, and yeah… I hope you liked the ending on my fic. I'll thank you so much for reading this, and then ask you to review one last time, please? It'll mean so much to me xD

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Chandler: So, uh, how often can you do it?

Carol: As much as he needs.

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