Who: Sharpay Evans and Rocky Desantos When: May 17, 7:30 pm Where: Downtown What: Sharpay has an eye for fashion, but sadly so do some demons Status: Incomplete Rating: TBA
Since shopping with Elle, Sharpay's spirits had been significantly lifted. Or maybe that was because of her new wardrobe. Either war Sharpay felt and looked completely and utterly fabulous. She wished Ryan, Gabriella and the Wild Cats could see her now. She didn't need them. She was surviving all on her own, and looking even better than she had at East High. Not only that but she might soon be working a very prestigious job, without her daddy's money.
Take that Wild Cats! I can do things without Ryan or money! Sharpay smirked to herself as she strutted walked down a downtown street, dressed in white pants and a bright blue shirt, with a matching Louis Vuitton bag. Maybe this place wasn't that bad after all. All it needed was to clean up a little, and get a decent drama program going on (where Sharpay would star of course!).
"My, my, my," a voice said from behind Sharpay. "Aren't you lovely? Is that Louis Button?"
Sharpay smiled sweetly, "I know." Maybe things were getting better. Sharpay envisioned a the guy the voice belonged too - hot, very hot. She turned around, and the smile melted off her face. Standing in front of her was something very ugly, not a good looking boy she had hoped had complimented her. Her eyes widened in horror as the demon took a step closer to her.
"Pretty girls always taste so much sweeter."
The demon had grabbed Sharpay by the throat before she even had a chance to scream.