hello everyone. this is my 1st full length zekepay fic. first i was going to have it a one shot but they usually always turn n2 stories. not very long now 2 me ne way. it was going 2 b better, but when i 1st started writing, it was 14 pages, then my aunts laptop crashed and what i remembered only took up 4 pages. yes, i was pissed. ive been writing this since the summer but with work and now college, it took me awhile.

i wanted to post this b4 the 3rd movie came out b/c i'm a jelsie and rytha shipper. and 4 those who DONT no, the movie is going to have relsi in it. i'm not very happy about that, but b4 i start ranting, on with the story.

summary: Sharpay had always been the queen of the bitch throne. How could something as simple as Zeke getting a girlfriend knock her off?

As Sharpay Evans walked threw the halls of her school, she was very bored

As Sharpay Evans walked threw the halls of her school, she was very bored. It was the start of another year at prefect East High. She thanked God that it was her last. She couldn't stand it any longer. After the Star Dazzle show, everything was stable with Ryan, who was walking next to her, and his friends. Perfect little Gabriella and Troy forgave her for what happened. Not that she gave a damn. Only a few weeks afterward, she stopped going to Lave Springs all together.

Why should she care if they forgave her or not? It wasn't a big deal what she did. She wasn't the first, and she wouldn't be the last person to go after what she wanted. Just because it happened to be Troy, and he happened to have a girlfriend wasn't her fault, now was it?

After losing, she realized that she didn't need Troy. Honestly, she didn't even really like him much as a person. She could rule the school by herself better than she ever could with him. So he could stay with Gabriella for all Sharpay cared. She worked better alone anyway.

As she walked, she saw Zeke turn the corner, and rolled her eyes. She really didn't want to deal with her long time admirer at this moment, but she didn't want to carry her books either. So, she would give him a little piece of her time, and she was being gracious with that.

As he walked up to her, he got the biggest smile on his face. As she opened her mouth to greet him, he walked right past her as a voice from behind her said, "Zeke! Over here, I've been looking everywhere for you." Turning, she saw that the girl was Odette Williams.

Sharpay was in shock. Zeke, the boy who was probably in love with her, had just completely ignored her for a little nobody.

It must have shown on her face, because Ryan looked back from Zeke to her and laughed. Putting a hand on her shoulder, he said, "Tough break, sis. Seems like Zeke finally moved on."

Shrugging his hand away, she said, "Shut up Ryan. Why don't you go find Team Elite and leave me alone?" Team Elite was how she referred to Gabriella and the rest of her annoying friends.

Sighing, Ryan said, "Love you too." Then he took his leave.

As Sharpay went to her locker, she thought about what had just transpired. How could Zeke just ignore her like that? Ever since their junior year, he always went out of his way to get her to notice him. Baking cookies, cakes, talking to her when his friends were angry at her. Not that it flattered Sharpay of course. She knew she deserved the attention. Why should she be flattered to get something that she knew was her right?

But for him to just ignore her, well, she would let him know that it wouldn't ever happen again. He would come crawling back soon, and then she wouldn't acknowledge him for a month. That would be sufficient enough punishment for him.

Glancing at them from her locker, she saw him wrap his arm around Odette as she leaned up and kiss him on the cheek. A wave of a feeling that Sharpay had never felt before swept over her. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to rip Odette's lips right off of her face. That man stealing-

Sharpay stopped and took a deep breath. Zeke wasn't hers. She didn't even want Zeke. All Odette was to Zeke was a flavor of the week. He just had some pent up hormones he needed to get rid of, and then he'd be back following her around. It was nothing to worry about.

"Hey Sharpay," a voice from behind her said.

Turning, she saw it was Gabriella and her flunkies. Great, now she had to make small talk.

Putting on a very fake smile, she said, "Oh, hi everyone."

"How have you been," little miss perfect asked. "We haven't seen you in awhile."

"I know," Sharpay said, trying not to sound bored. "Just things came up and I stopped going to my country club."

"Don't they look so cute together," Kelsie asked.

Feigning ignorance, Sharpay said, "Who looks cute?"

"Zeke and Odette," Taylor said. "She started working at the country club a little while after you left. Those two were inseparable for weeks. Then they finally made it official a few days ago."

Sharpay got a real smile on her face. What she thought had just been proven true. Since she wasn't there, Zeke had latched on to someone else. It wouldn't take him long to come back to her. "Yes," she said. "Adorable."

--

A few weeks later, Sharpay was furious and confused. Zeke was still with Odette. They were even considered the school's cutest couple. Zeke had only spoken to her a handful of times and all of those times he had been with her. He must have gone temporarily insane if he could really choose Odette over her. Sharpay was the obvious better choice of the two. She was by far prettier, better hair, better clothes, she even had a better name. What kind of name was Odette anyway? It wasn't seventeenth century England. She must be the best sex that Zeke ever had.

She watched as Zeke kissed Odette on the mouth, then she stormed away. She couldn't stomach any more of it. She didn't understand how any of them could stand to act the way they did. Perfect little teenagers, with perfect little friends, in perfect little lives. Nothing in the real world was like that, and they hated Sharpay because she knew that. The real world was cruel and unforgiving. You had to fight for what you wanted. It didn't matter whose back you stabbed or who you stepped on your way to the top.

As she made her way threw the hallways, she knew that she had lost most of her power. She wasn't feared like she used to be. Even Jackie, Leah, and Emma didn't flock to her like they used to. She couldn't believe that this time last year she had people dodging out of her way, in fear of her wrath, and now, no one gave her presence any thought. She knew why too. She didn't understand what the problem was. She wasn't the first boyfriend stealer, and she wouldn't be the last, so why everyone got upset over it, was beyond her.

As she walked to the library, she realized that was another thing that she had lost. She had to do her own work now. She couldn't believe that. Her intimidation techniques hadn't flawed in any way, but when she tried them, they were ignored and now she was stuck doing her own work.

She brooded about the unfairness that had taken over her life, she started to search for a book she needed for the paper she had to do. Trying to think about anything but Team Elite, she wasn't paying attention to anything, and when she heard "Hi, Sharpay," from Odette, she was surprised.

"Oh, hi Odette," Sharpay said nicely, all the while, wanting to claw her eyes out.

"What have you been up to," Odette asked her.

"Nothing really," Sharpay said. Then she thought of something. "I never got a chance to tell you, I think that you and Zeke make the greatest couple."

Odette's smile got bigger. "Thank you. We didn't even talk at all before I started to work at the country club. Then we just clicked and now I can't get enough of him."

Sharpay kept the smile on her face, even though she wanted to jump on her. "I wish I could have been there to see it. Isn't it ironic that after I left, you and Zeke got together?"

Odette didn't miss the double meaning in Sharpay's words. As the smile quickly left her face, she said, "Everyone knows that Zeke used to like you. But not anymore. He got over you, if it was before or after I came, it doesn't really matter. Stay away from him. Just because you realized to late what a great guy he is, doesn't mean that I'm going to give him up. If you try the same shit that you did with Troy and Gabby, I will hurt you." With that, Odette put the book she had back on the shelf and stormed away.

--

Sharpay sat at her lunch table alone a few months later. Not that it bothered her of course. She liked the aura of untouchable-ness that it gave her. Who needed friends when you had the ambition and drive that she did? You didn't get what you wanted in life by having friends; you got it by fighting tooth and nail for it.

She was jarred out of her thinking when her brother sat down next to her.

"What do you want Ryan?"

"Well," he said. "Isn't that a nice way to greet your brother?"

Rolling her eyes she said, "Why are you here? Finally got tired of Team Elite?"

He sighed, "I wish you wouldn't call them that."

"Well, you can't always get what you want, now can you?"

Giving up, he said, "I just wanted to sit with my sister at lunch. What's wrong with that?"

"If this is some pity thing-"

"No,' he said. "I just want to eat lunch with you. Deal with it."

Going back to her food, Sharpay decided to keep quiet. It was nice of her brother to leave Perfect Ville to eat with her, so she wouldn't pester him about it. In all honesty, she was grateful that her brother still wanted to speak to her after what happened over the summer. Despite of what people thought, she loved her brother, and knew that he loved her.

"So," she said after awhile. "How are things with Team-" she stopped when she caught the look he gave her. "With your friends?"

"Nothing new," he said. "They aren't bad Shar. If you tried you might actually like them."

"I doubt that," she said. Then she decided to change the subject. "Are you and Martha still beating around the bush?"

Ryan, who had just swallowed a bite of food, started to choke. "What are you talking about," he asked, outraged.

"Nothing," she said, giving him a look that told her she didn't believe him one bit. "Forget I said anything."

As they continued to eat, Sharpay looked below to the tables of students below her. Her eyes immediately trained on Zeke and Odette. Sharpay was still outraged that she had actually had the audacity to threaten her. She didn't know that all Sharpay had to do give Zeke one look and he would leave Odette before she even knew what happened.

Getting an idea, she said, "Ryan, I think we should have a birthday party."

"Why," he asked. "Our birthday isn't for another three months."

"Well, then just a party. I'm in a partying mood."

Knowing his sister, Ryan gave her a searching look then said, "This isn't going to end well."

--

The night of the party, Sharpay was once again furious. After hours of primping and preparation, she was the best dressed, and best looking in her opinion, at her party. Not that Zeke had noticed. When she had greeted him at the door, she expected him to double take like every other boy had once they saw her. Not that Zeke noticed. His eyes never traveled from her face as he greeted her, then left for the party with his girlfriend. Sharpay was really starting to hate the girl. She couldn't hide the scowl on her face as she watched them on the dance floor.

Turning away, she walked to the mini-bar and unlocked it. Taking out a shot glass and a bottle of tequila, she quickly filled the glass and tossed back the alcohol.

As she watched Zeke and Odette walk off the dance floor, she couldn't fathom what he saw in her. What did she have that kept him to her and not following Sharpay around like he should be? She quickly tossed back two more shots as she thought about the couple.

"Hey Sharpay," a voice said.

Turning, she saw that it was Gabby and her lackeys once again. At least Odette wasn't with them.

"Hi," she replied with a slight slur. "Are you having fun?"

As she took another shot, the four girls eyed the bottle.

"How much have you drank," Kelsie asked her.

"Well," Sharpay said, eyeing the bottle in her hand. "It was full when I started."

"Don't you think that you should slow down," Taylor asked.

Sharpay shook her head. "You only live once, right? Have fun."

With that, she left the glass, and took the bottle and walked away from the girls.

And hour later, bottle still in hand, Sharpay watched as her classmates danced to a slow song. Her eyes narrowed as they settled on Zeke, who of course was with Odette. Turning away, she left the room, and clumsily climbed her stairs.

Taking another swig of tequila, she started to brood. She was Sharpay mother fucking Evans. Why would Zeke prefer someone over her? She had it all, money, looks, money, brains, money, and most importantly beauty, and she didn't want to forget money. How could he want anything else?

She bumped into a body.

Looking up, she saw that it was a classmate, Jeremy Adams.

"Oh, hi Jeremy," she said as she tried to focus on one of the two that she saw of him.

She watched as his eyes traveled down to the bottle in her hand. Holding it up, she said, "Would you like some?"

"Have you been drinking a lot Sharpay," he asked.

"Of course not," she said, now with a definite slur in her voice. "What kind of drink do you think I am? I haven't been girl-ing."

The smile that came on his face would have sounded alarms in her head if she was in her normal state of mind, but she wasn't, so it didn't.

"No thanks," he said as he stepped closer to her and started to rub her arm. "Your parents must be really nice to let you throw a party as big as this."

"They are," she said wobbling a bit. "They even left for the weekend."

"That's nice," Jeremy said. "Where's your brother?"

"Ryan," Sharpay asked confused. "He's downstairs. Why? Do you want to ask him too?"

Shaking his head, Jeremy said, "No, that's o.k." Looking around, he said, "You have a big house. I bet that your room is the biggest."

"No," she said sadly. "Almost. Do you want to see it? I have this huge bed my parents bought from Italy and I even have designer wallpaper."

Sometime during their conversation, Jeremy had gotten even close to her and started to rub both her arms. "Sure," he said, taking hold of her arm. "Where is it?"

They had made it to her door, and were about to go in, when a voice from behind them said, "Sharpay? What are you doing?"

Turning, she saw that it was Zeke.

"Oh, hi Zeke," she said as he walked closer to them. "Jeremy said that he wanted to see my room. I have a bed from Italy and designer wallpaper and everything. Do you want to see it too?"

By then, Zeke was standing right in front of them. He leaned in and sniffed her. Turning to Jeremy, he said, "You should leave. Now."

"He can't leave," Sharpay said, confused as to why Zeke would be so rude to Jeremy. "I have to show him my room."

"You heard the girl," Jeremy said. "She wants to show me her room. Besides, I was here first."

"No you weren't Jeremy," Sharpay said. "Zeke got here ten minutes before you did."

Sharpay looked back and forth between them as they stared at each other. She didn't understand what the problem was. They could both look at her room if they wanted to.

She was about to suggest that when Jeremy said, "Fine, do what you want. Later Sharpay."

Before she could reply, Zeke pushed her into her room and closed the door.

"Why are you being so mean? Jeremy could have looked at my room if he wanted to." She didn't understand why Zeke didn't want him to look at her room.

"That's not all he wanted to look at," she heard him say as she lifted the bottle half empty bottle to her lips.

But before she could drink any, he jerked it from her hands.

"Hey, that wasn't nice," she said, trying to stop the room from titling.

Zeke quickly stepped to her and grabbed her before she fell. She realized that the room wasn't titling, she was.

Stepping away from him, she said, "Give that back, that's mine."

"How much have you drank," he asked her.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that," Sharpay asked. She didn't see the big deal. "First Kelsie, then Jeremy, now you. I'll tell you like I told Kelsie. It was full when I started."

"Have you lost your fucking mind," he asked her angrily. "You could have been raped and no one would have known."

"What are you talking about," she said. "Jeremy just wanted to see my room. We weren't going to do anything."

"No," Zeke said. "You weren't going to do anything because you're to wasted to think straight."

Turing away from her, Zeke walked into her bathroom. Following him, Sharpay saw him dump the rest of the contents of the bottle into the toilet.

"Don't do that," she said. "I was drinking that."

"I think that you've had enough to drink for one night."

"You aren't my father…" she started to say, then suddenly, her stomach rolled and she quickly dropped down to the toilet and proceed to heave up everything she had eaten that day.

As she kneeled over the toilet, she felt hands move her hair out of the way and was very thankful. If it were up to her, she would have thrown up all over it. Sharpay wanted to die. She had never felt this bad. There didn't seem to be an end in sight to the heaving of stomach.

Finally, she slumped against the wall, her stomach empty.

"Here," Zeke's voice came from over her. Looking up, she saw him holding a strip of toilet paper to her.

Taking it, she wiped her mouth and threw it into the toilet, then flushed it, and the contents of her stomach, down the drain.

As she wobbly tried to stand, Zeke wrapped a hand under her arm and helped her up. Going to the sink, she rinsed her mouth out, and then wiped her face with a towel. Not saying anything to him, she turned from him and proceeded to go to her room.

"Are you happy now," she heard him say from behind her in a very fatherly voice.

"Go to hell," she told him coldly.

"I'm already there," he snapped back. "I could be downstairs having a good time with Odette, but I'm stuck here, saving you from being raped."

She whirled around and glared at him. "Then why don't you go back? I wouldn't want to dream of interfering with your time with Odette."

"So we can have a repeat performance of what just happened," he asked as he gave a humorless laugh. "I don't think so."

She was getting angrier by the minute. Nothing was going to happen with Jeremy, he was just being paranoid. And now it was her fault that he was missing out on time that he could be spending with his precious Odette. They could both rot in hell for all she cared.

Confusion mingled with her anger as he began to rummage threw her dressers.

"What are you doing," she asked, not really caring. Her throat still hurt from a few minutes ago, and she would love rubbing it in Odette's face that he had wanted Sharpay's clothes and not hers.

"What I'm doing," he said, not looking away from the dressers. "Is looking for your pajamas."

"Why," she asked, confused. "I'm not going to bed." With that, she started to walk to her door to leave, but was jerked back by Zeke, who had found what he was looking for, and then preceded to strip her of her clothing.

She struggled against him, but quickly stopped when her head exploded with pain. Trying to push his hands out of the way, she said, "Who's the rapist now? Jeremy didn't try to take my clothes off."

Effectively thwarting her efforts to stop him, he pulled her shirt over her head and told her, "First, I wouldn't want to get anywhere near you like this. You have yuck mouth from throwing up, that's disgusting. And second, I have a girlfriend and I wouldn't cheat on her."

"Oh," she said scornfully. "I forgot, I'm interrupting on your time with the wonderful perfect Odette. By all means, go back to her. We can't have you going threw withdrawals, now can we?"

As he ignored her comment, she jerked away from him and sat on her bed, roughly pulling off her jeans. Now she was furious. She hadn't asked anything of Zeke. Since he wanted to play hero, it was her fault that he thought she was a damsel in distress.

Pulling on her pajama bottoms, she said, "You can leave now, I won't go anywhere. I don't know why you're acting like you care anyway."

He sighed as he ran his hand across his face. "I do care Sharpay. If I didn't, then I would have walked right past when I saw you and Jeremy."

To hear him say that he cared about her after all he had done, pushed Sharpay over the edge.

"No you don't," she yelled at him. "You and your perfect little friends hate me. At least they don't pretend to like me, then leave like I never mattered."

"And when did I do this," Zeke asked her angrily.

"Don't act like you don't know," she told him. "You cared about me so much, but then Odette comes along and all that disappeared. You never cared and you know that you didn't. You're just as fake as they say I am."

She turned her back to him as she lay down in her bed, waiting for the door to close. She had said what she had wanted to say since the beginning of the school year and now she was done.

"Let me get this straight," he said, his voice low and even. "When I follow around you like a puppy while you're going after one of my best friends, then that's fine. But when I get over you and find someone else, I'm fake and I never cared?"

By then, his voice was further away, and Sharpay knew that he was at her door. "I never thought that you were as selfish as people said. But they were right. You only care about yourself and what you want. Thank God that I was finally able to see it."

Before Sharpay could give any comment, her door slammed. Too tired to go after him, she slumped in her bed and was quickly engulfed in a drunken stupor.

--

Sharpay walked down the halls of school two days later. Thankfully, no one found out about what happened at her party. Other than Ryan that is. That was one more thing that made her furious at Zeke. Ryan had yelled and lectured her when all she wanted to do was go back to bed. But he had tormented her for two hours before finally leaving her alone. Sharpay didn't think that she would ever look at another tequila bottle again.

As she walked, she turned up her nose as she saw students talking and laughing with their friends. What did having friends get you? Sharpay couldn't think of one good reason why a person should have a friend. She proved that someone could go threw life successfully without any friends. She pitied everyone for not having the ability that she did.

She was still thinking about the sorry state of the world as she turned the corner and saw her brother and his friends. He and Martha were in deep conversation about something, Kelsie and Jason were laughing at something that Chad had just said, who had his arm wrapped around Taylor. Troy and Gabriella were lovingly arguing over something.

None of that bother Sharpay, but when she looked at Zeke and Odette, her breath stuck in her throat. Odette's arms were wrapped around Zeke's neck as she smiled up at him, and as he looked down at her.

He looked down at her with the same look on his face that he had when he would look at Sharpay.

Trying to force air in her lungs, she quickly turned and walked back down the hallway. Ignoring everything around her, she made her way to the school's auditorium. Walking up to the stage, she sat down at the piano and idly played with the keys.

So Zeke really did care about Odette. It didn't matter to Sharpay. Not really, she told herself. He could do what he wanted and she didn't care one bit. She hoped he and Odette were happy together. She was right about him. He didn't care about her, just like the rest. She wasn't surprised. No one did.

She stopped when she felt something hit her hand. Looking down, she saw that it was water. Then another one followed it. Feeling something trail down her face, she wiped at it, and was surprised to feel her hand covered in tears.

She was crying? She never cried over anything, not unless it got her something. So why was she crying now? All she had thought about was Zeke looking at Odette and-

A sob erupted from her throat. She couldn't stop. Zeke loved Odette. That was obvious in the way that he looked and her. And it was also obvious that he wouldn't ever look at her like that again.

As she sat there, crying her eyes out, Sharpay realized everything about herself. She really was the cold, heartless, manipulative bitch that everyone had always said she was. She had never wanted to admit what she always knew was the truth. Even her own brother knew it and Sharpay knew that was the real reason why he preferred his friend's company to hers.

She cried harder when she thought of Zeke. He was the reason that she never cared about others feelings towards her. He had always been there, no matter what she did, he was still there, caring about her and waiting for her to see what a great guy that he was.

She had been too stupid and power mad to see him. So, instead she had chased after a boy who she didn't even have real interest in, and he was Zeke's close friend no less. Was she crazy to actually think that he would wait forever? He had every right to find someone else. She didn't have any claim to stake to him.

The fact that Zeke cared about her had always grounded her, even though she only now realized it. If someone as kind and caring like him could want her, then she couldn't be as bad of a person that everyone said she was. But now, she realized too late that it was her own fault that the boy she loved had the same opinion of her that everyone had of her.

Sharpay cried longer and harder than she ever thought a person possibly could. Ignoring the bell that ended lunch, she finally came to terms with everything that she was and everything that she had ever did.

So here she sat, crying over a boy that she hadn't given more than an afterthought to. She had lost him, and any chance of ever being his friend. What was she going to do now?

ok, i don't drink at all so if her drinking half a bottle of tequila would kill her, then 4give me. hope you like the 1st chapter

kialajaray

p.s. mac computer SUCK!!