Hey, thanks for the reviews. This is gonna be a time jump to their wedding in order for me to finish this story as soon as possible. I appreciate all the suggestions I got, and the people who wanted to finish the story for me, you guys are awesome. Someone convinced me though, that I had to do it myself, and just take my time, so that's what I did. I hope it's okay.

Disclaimer; I don't own HSM.

Forbidden Dreams

Chapter 9.

Sharpay stood in the bathroom, looking at her wedding gown. It was beautiful, no doubt about that. It was long, at it would show off her body just right. Her shoes were awesome, they would make her three inches higher, which was good since Misja was really tall. Well, compared to her, and compared to how Troy was.

Sharpay let out a deep sigh and sat down, not wanting to put on that gown. The wedding was in two hours, and she had to start getting ready. But it wasn't like her helpers were in a hurry. Taylor, Kelsi and Gabriella would be there to do hair and makeup with her, but they weren't even there yet.

They were convinced that if they draw the wedding out long enough Misja would disappear into thin air, and they wouldn't have to deal with him. It was okay to dream, but Sharpay knew she had to go through with it. She couldn't stand to disappoint her parents, it would hurt them too much. She had never let them down before. It was just a thing, she couldn't do it.

So what… if she would be unhappy forever? So what if she didn't love Misja. She could make it work with him. Even though it totally blew her college plans, and her future plans with Troy. She had to do this. She just had to.

Just then her three girls came through the door, carrying a bag of makeup. Taylor sat down in front of her, while Gabriella and Kelsi sat down on the couch next to her.

"This is it…" Taylor whispered, "You're getting married, Sharpay. The window is that way… if you feel like doing a 'Rachel'?"

"I can't," Sharpay mumbled, "Look on the bright side… we'll have totally beautiful kids?"

"There is no bright side." Kelsi told her, "Seriously Sharpay, why don't you get out of this? We just spoke to Troy, and he's with his mom. They're both crying their eyes out."

"His parents didn't like me half as much when we were dating." Gabriella told her, "But… since you insist of going through with this… forced marriage, why don't we start to get you dressed and all? We're running out of time!"

"Fine." Sharpay said, letting out a deep breath as she stood up, slipping off her bathrobe, revealing a pair of Slutty underwear, as Taylor would call them. Something she would never be in.

"Are you seriously gonna dress like that for that… guy!?" Taylor exclaimed, pointing up and down at Sharpay, "I don't even dress like that for Chad! I can understand if you'd do that for Troy, but seriously! Misja?!"

Sharpay let out a sigh and took her dress of the hanger. She hadn't even bothered to get it designed or anything, it wasn't like this was a happy day. She had decided on a small wedding, because the quicker it would be over, "You don't understand, Taylor.. It would be easy to hate Misja if he was a pig, a prick, but… He's the sweetest thing. And he is seriously good looking. I just can't hate him, but I can't love him either. I'm settling for something in between." She motioned for her underwear, and smiled at her friends, "And Sharpay Evans is known for… sleeping around with everyone, so… That's what I'll do."

"Sharpay, no…" Kelsi said, stroking her over the hair, "That is the Sharpay Evans from two years ago. The Sharpay who's dating Troy was caring and loving. You can't turn back to the old one, you've improved. Are you gonna go ahead and marry him and then just start to be a cheater or what?"

Sharpay shot them a look and threw the white gown over her head. It easily flew down her body and hugged her every curve. Sharpay wasn't used to cheap stuff, and this absolutely wasn't. Had she been marrying Troy though, she would have gone through with a huge wedding and invited the whole world.

"I know you don't want me to say this, Sharpay…" Gabriella mumbled, as Sharpay fixed her dress, making it sit perfect, "But you look… amazing. That dress is so you. Maybe this whole thing isn't that bad, I mean… it's gonna be tough to watch Troy the next couple of weeks, but he'll move on, and I suspect you will get a good life too."

"I know I will." Sharpay confirmed, nodding her head, as Kelsi started to brush her hair, "I'm Sharpay Evans, I can make everything work."

"Good, now that's clear," Taylor said, standing up to take charge, "… we have to get Sharpay ready for her wedding!"

--

"…and you may now kiss the bride." The minister said, looking at the 'happy' couple.

Misja turned around and moved the veil out of her face. Her shot her a charming smile, and placed his hands on her cheeks, before placing his lips on hers. It was the sweetest kiss, and Sharpay responded, determined to make the best of it. Who know, maybe she could even come to love the guy?

The wedding march started again, and they made their way down the aisle, smiling to their family members. Sharpay even managed to wink at Taylor, Gabriella and Kelsi; who, even though they wished it had been Troy right there next to her, were crying because of the beautiful ceremony.

When they made it outside, they paused, they were alone, and they were husband and wife. Sharpay looked at Misja, she couldn't help but admit that he was cute. He was no Troy Bolton, but he was cute nonetheless. He stared at her too, and he looked seriously happy. He was trying to make the best of it too, she knew that.

"So…" Sharpay stated, fiddling awkwardly with her dress, "I guess we're married, huh?"

"Yeah," Misja agreed, "I guess we are. You're really young though, to be married, don't you think so yourself?"

"This wasn't exactly in my plans, no." Sharpay said, trying to reason with him. He had just arrived two days ago, and the wedding was like… there so suddenly. Sharpay hadn't even realized it herself completely, but now it was there, and she was just… making the best of it.

"No, me neither." Misja smiled, reaching out to stroke her cheek lightly, "My father caught me off guard with this. I still haven't figured out why we had to do this. Have you?"

Sharpay shook her head, "Not at all. Me dad just told me you needed a good wife, and I would be able to be that."

"That's not true." Misja said, "I had a girlfriend, you know? I wanted to marry her. I don't blame you for this, it's not your fault."

"I guess that's the difference between you and I." Sharpay mumbled, "'Cause I was blaming you, and I was hating you, but it's not your fault. I just got home from Hawaii with my boyfriend a week ago. I miss him so much already."

"I miss my girlfriend, well, actually it's ex-girlfriend… too." Misja said, "But I guess we can just try to make it work. I like you Sharpay, you're sweet, beautiful, and smart. I had fun the past two days, and you are attractive. Let's make the best of it."

"You too," Sharpay smiled, "So I agree… let's make the best of it."

Misja chuckled slightly, and leaned in to place a soft kiss on her lips. She placed her small hands around his neck, and pulled him closer. The peck in the church was their first kiss – this was their first passionate kiss. He parted her lips with his tongue, and she gladly accepted. It wasn't half bad. She felt guilty though, like she was cheating on Troy, but it would go away after some time, she knew that.

Misja's hands started rubbing her sides gently, but before they had time to break apart, Gabriella broke through the door, telling them their limo was there.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, covering her eyes, "I'm sorry to interrupt guys, but you need to get to dinner. The limo is waiting, we need to send you off!"

"Oh!" Misja smiled, grabbing Sharpay's hand tightly, "Let's go out then."

"Yes…" Gabriella trailed off, stopping them before they managed to head out, "But I have a somebody hidden in here who'd like to speak to the both of you before you do so." She turned to the little closet and opened the door, and both Misja and Sharpay were surprised to find a sleeping Troy in there.

"Troy!?" Sharpay shrieked, pulling him out of the closet, which caused him to land on the floor with a thud, "What are you doing here, are you okay?"

Troy looked up at her, and quickly stood up, hugging her tight, "Hi Pay…" he whispered, taking in the scent of her Ralph Lauren HOT perfume, the one she always wore, "I just… I wanted to come here and object when that part of the ceremony started, but Taylor and Gabby outnumbered me and stuffed me in here, telling me your dad would kill me…"

"He would Troy," Sharpay sighed and pulled out of the hug, "But I appreciate the almost gesture. This is my husband, Misja, and Misja this is my ex-boyfriend, Troy…"

The two guys shook hands, Troy with a stern look in his eyes. But he did it nonetheless, and Sharpay believed that was enough to hope they could be friends from now on.

"We better get out there, Sharpay," Misja said, taking her hand again, "They're waiting for us."

"I know," she said, "It was nice seeing you Troy, you should step by our apartment sometime. We'll have some dinner or something, okay?"

"Yeah…" Troy whispered, "Bye… I love you, Pay."

"I love you too."

Misja then shot the poor guy another smile, and grabbed Sharpay's hand firmer, leading her out of there, she turned half way outside, and locked eyes with Troy one last time.

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They checked into their hotel late that night, taking in their enormous suite. The Evans' had gone all out, and the newlyweds really appreciated that. It was very beautiful and there was a King Sized bed in the middle of the room, with rose pedals covering the sheets and most of the floor too. There was Champaign in an ice cooler, even though Sharpay only was 18. But Misja wasn't, so her parents figured he'd want her to join.

They threw their bags by the door, and didn't bother to do anything with it. Sharpay then sat down on the bed, resting. She was so tired. And she knew the night was far from over. Their first time… Oh, what was a better time to do it than on their wedding night. She knew her parents almost expected her to show up pregnant when she got home.

"This is kinda neat…" Misja mumbled, sitting down next to her, kinda laid back. They hadn't been much alone together. During the reception, they'd been asked to kiss and dance, and they'd done it. Half the people there didn't know it actually was an arranged marriage.

"Kinda neat?" Sharpay questioned, looking around the room in awe, "It's beautiful. Everything we could want. My mom and dad are really sure to give us an awesome night, huh?"

"We can make the rules ourselves." Misja said, looking at her with questions in his eyes, "We don't have to sleep together. We can just… not do it."

"What's the point?" Sharpay said, "I mean… We're gonna have to one day, to give them grandchildren, and plus… it's been 4 days since I slept with Troy and I'm…. yeah well, starting to itch." She giggled slightly, figuring she could share this with him, "You haven't known me for very long, but I'm kinda… horny. Ah, you see, this is kinda embarrassing but, that's me. I live for sex, it's art."

"Oh…" Misja said, his face blushing slightly, "I bet you've slept with a lot of guys then?"

"A lot, a lot." Sharpay confirmed, "I've been with Troy for two years, no cheating at all. But before that… I was sorta out of control. I've slept with some serious ugly guys, I should have no problem sleeping with you. You're good looking."

"Okay…" Misja mumbled, now chuckling, "I guess there's no point to wait then."

"No," Sharpay confirmed. She turned onto her side, and so did Misja. Slowly they leaned in, towards each other, their lips pressing together. Sharpay's hands immediately found his shirt, she could see no point in dragging it out. The first time would be hard on them both, she knew that, so it was better to get it over with.

Misja caught her drift, and started tugging at the yellow sundress she had put on before they left. And before they both knew it, their clothes was lying in a heap on the floor, and they were joined as one, for the first time in their lives.

--

Sharpay groaned and covered her ears by the really annoying cell phone ringing right next to her. She didn't know why the hell someone would call her on her honeymoon! That was just… wrong.

She softly opened her eyes and turned to her side, expecting to find her newest pink phone. Instead she found something else. She found an older phone… To be exact, Troy's old cell phone. She sat up in bed, looking around frantically. Her heart stopped, and her eyes widened, as she realized she wasn't in her honeymoon suite, she was in her bedroom, and the person snoring loudly next to her was Troy!?

She did the only thing that made sense to her, she grabbed Troy's phone, where the name mom was flashing across the screen. She hit the little green button and questionable said, "Yes?"

"Sharpay?"

It was Mrs. Bolton, "Yeah," Sharpay said, "Troy is uh… asleep?"

"Oh, he said he'd be home by 6." Mrs. Bolton mumbled, "Is he gonna sleep at your house then?"

"Uhm, yeah?" Sharpay asked, still confused. What was Troy doing here, and where was Misja? Had she forgotten something? Had she cheated on her new husband? How did she get home? "I'll tell him."

"Bye, and have fun, honey."

"Bye." Sharpay hung up the phone, and threw it on the table. Then she turned to Troy, shaking him rapidly, "Troy!? Troy… wake up!?"

Troy opened his eyes slowly, but got a smile on his face, when he saw her, "Hi babe…" he said, sitting up, "What time is it?" (A/N -Summertime, lol ;p)

"It's 7:30pm…" Sharpay replied, still confused, "I just talked to your mom, you're sleeping over."

"Okay…"

"Can you tell me what's going on, though?" Sharpay asked, looking around the room again, "Where's Misja?"

"Misja?" Troy chuckled, questions floating in his blue pools, "Who's Misja?"

"Uhmm… my husband?" Sharpay said, just then realizing how different Troy looked. He looked younger, more inexperienced. It was almost as if it was two years ago.

"You don't have a husband, Sharpay," Troy told her, "You're only 15. Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm only 15!?" Sharpay exclaimed, happiness immediately bursting through her body, "Are we only juniors? We didn't just have our senior prom, and we didn't break up?"

"I don't hope so." Troy stated, scratching his head lightly, "'Cause then I would have missed everything. You must have had a dream, Sharpay."

"Oh my God…" Sharpay said, and immediately grabbed his body in for a hug, "It wasn't just a dream, it was a nightmare! I was… I was supposed to marry this guy, and we had to break up. The worst part of it was that I was so sweet to everybody. Ew… We won the Cutest Couple Award though."

"That's awful, Pay…" Troy chuckled, pulling away from her, "But you and I just got home from the park, where we've been playing on the swings. We almost had sex in the bathroom during lunch, but my dad caught us…"

"Oh my…" Sharpay whispered, looking around the room, to take everything in, "This is the best…" she then turned to Troy and pulled his mouth to hers in a passionate kiss. After all, he didn't have to go home, so they had all night to have fun in!