this is why you never pause hsm 3 😭
ok, first of all, e.j. is not a fictional character. he is everything to me and is not “fiction”. and second, way to spoil the whole ending of season 1, fuck you.
I was used to people complaining about my family. It kind of came with the territory of being Sharpay's and Ryan's younger sister. I wasn't used to running into an East High Wildcat every time I turned the corner at my family's country club.
Of all the selfish things my sister is capable of, the worse thing she's done is hired the entire East High student body to work at our country club for the summer. Dealing with the whining Wildcats on top of planning my sister's beloved show was too much.
I thought they were good people until they started working here. I've now realized how much they complained. I suddenly had a new respect for Coach Bolton.
"Next time I see Country Club Princess, I'm gonna launch her and her pink cart straight into the lake," Chad said through his teeth.
I walked into the kitchen as Troy patted Chad on the back. "I'll build the ramp, buddy."
Taylor cleared her throat and nodded towards me in the doorway. The boys' eyes widened when they looked at me.
"Y/N," Troy stuttered.
"What is wrong with your sister, Y/N?" Chad snapped at me. I subconsciously took a step back. "Has she always been like this? Focusing on only herself? How did you take that growing up? Why didn't you ever say anything to her?"
"She can't control her sister, Chad," Troy sighed.
"Still," he scoffed. "She's the only one Sharpay listens to! Y/N, you could at least tell her to be human."
"You think it was a walk in the park growing up with her?"
It was my turn to scoff. I had no idea where this sudden confidence was coming from but I went with it.
"Let me tell you something, Ball Boy," I said, slamming my clipboard on the nearest table. "My sister has always been a terror. Not that my brother helped. In fact, he kind of egged her on. I lost count of how many times they ganged up on me. Either I wasn't dressing right. Or my makeup wasn't the right shade. Or I wasn't standing in the right spot. Or I wasn't on key. Or I was late. Or this. Or that. It was always something!"
"Y/N," Kelsie tried to jump in.
"And try being the untalented sibling!" I continued. "My older siblings love to dance and sing and act. They're good at it and they know it! But I'm not. I can't play an instrument. I can't sing. I can't dance. What can I do? I can plan a pretty decent party. Which Sharpay loves. Instead of paying someone to do all the work, why not just have your sister do it for free!"
"Y/N," Taylor sighed.
"As if planning the Sharpay Bash wasn't bad enough," I laughed harshly, "why not hire the entire East High student body to add their drama to your summer?!"
I angrily left the kitchen, leaving East High shocked. As I walked down the hall, I realized I left my clipboard in the kitchen. Not wanting to go back, I kept walking away.
I ignored my sister, not wanting to deal with her right now.
"Y/N, we need your help with something," Ryan sighed.
"Y/N," Sharpay whined, stopping her foot like a little kid.
"No!" I yelled, turning around and angrily facing them. "I'm done. I'm done with this. I'm done with you. I'm done with your stupid party. I'm done with this place. I'm done. You have both treated me like an employee instead of a sister. Which is saying something because you treat your employees like crap. Just ask all of East High. They've seen it!"
"Y/N," Ryan tried to defend themselves. When he hesitated, I said something I've always wanted to say.
"I'm done being your personal party planner," I said, standing up straighter.
"What?" Sharpay scoffed.
* * * * *
After I quit working for my sister, I made plans to go back home. I didn't have to worry about my parents getting upset because they weren't even in the country.
I had just packed up my room and was heading to my car when I heard someone calling out to me. I ignored them as I kept walking.
"Y/N, wait up!"
I gasped when someone ran around and stopped in front of me. I bit my lip, suddenly embarrassed when I saw Troy standing there.
"What do you want, Troy?" I sighed, crossing my arms over my chest.
"You left your clipboard in the kitchen yesterday," he said softly as he held my clipboard out for me to take. I hesitated before taking it and clutching it to my chest.
"I tried to find you but I guess you left," he said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Yeah," I said, clearing my throat. "I needed some space away from. . . Everything. So I went into town."
"I wanted to apologize for Chad yesterday," he said after a few beats of silence. "He was angry and tired and way out of line. He shouldn't have yelled at you like that. I'm sorry, Y/N."
I subconsciously tightened my arms around the clipboard as I shifted my weight.
"It's fine," I mumbled.
"So," he chuckled, "there's a rumor going around the kitchen. I wanted to know if it was true."
"What rumor?" I asked.
"That you quit being your sister's party planner," he said with a small smile. His smile turned teasing as my cheeks blushed. "Did you?"
"Maybe," I shrugged.
"That's amazing," he chuckled. "I bet she didn't take it well."
"Not at all," I said, clearing my throat. "She freaked."
He looked down, his smile falling when he saw the suitcase by my feet. "You're leaving?"
"I can't stay here," I sighed. "This place used to be one of my favorite places, but ever since I started working for Sharpay as her personal party planner. . . It's not the same here anymore. I come on vacation and end up working. So, I'm going home."
"You are?" He stuttered.
"It's not like I have a reason to be here," I couldn't help but scoff.
"Well," he said slowly as he reached up and scratched the back of his neck. "You could still play golf, swim. . . Plus the show is Sunday night."
"I don't think my sister wants me there," I said, glancing down at my suitcase. "Besides, why would I want to sit and watch her dance around the stage?"
"Because the rest of us are in the show too," he said barely audible.
"Troy," I sighed. "I don't think the Wildcats want me around either."
Before he could say anything, a honk came from outside. We looked up to see the valet getting out of my car.
"That's me," I said softly. I grabbed my suitcase and started walking past him. I was almost to the door when he spoke up.
"What if I want you there?"
I slowly turned around to see Troy looking at his feet. "What did you say?" I asked.
When he finally looked up at me, his eyes were soft. "I want you to stay, Y/N."
"You don't mean that," I said, my voice getting stuck in my throat.
He sighed as he walked over to me. "I do, Y/N. I want you to stay for the show."
"Troy," I stuttered. I gasped when he reached over and grabbed the clipboard from me. He tossed it onto a nearby couch before grabbing my hands.
"Stay," he whispered. "Stay here. This is still your parents' country club, not Sharpay's."
"So?" I whispered.
"So she doesn't have the right to throw you out," he said simply. "Stay here and enjoy the rest of your summer. I promise the Wildcats will be better behaved."
"I don't know," I stuttered, pulling my hands out of his hold. "What am I supposed to do? It's not like I have any friends. . ."
My sentence dropped and my cheeks burned. I looked away, wondering how much more I can embarrass myself in front of Troy Bolton.
"You have us," he mumbled.
"Yeah right," I scoffed. I cleared my throat when I saw the look on his face. "I just mean. . . It's no secret you guys don't like Sharpay and Ryan."
"But you aren't them," he said quickly. "You're nothing like your brother and sister, Y/N."
He hesitated before reaching over and grabbing my hands again. He intertwined our fingers, slightly tugging on my arms to pull me closer. I looked up at him through my eyelashes.
"Please stay, Y/N," he pleaded. "I'd really like to spend some time with you and get to know you better. And I know the team would say the same. Especially after you stood up to Sharpay."
I bit my lip and laughed. I looked up at him, my breath getting caught in my throat when I noticed him glance down at my lips. He looked back up at my eyes before smiling. I held my breath as he leaned in and pressed his lips gently to mine. It took me a second before I started kissing him back.
As our lips moved slowly in sync, Troy let go of my hands and wrapped his arms around my waist. I slowly slid my hands up his chest and wrapped my arms around his neck. I broke the kiss and leaned my forehead against his.
"My sister would be so jealous," I whispered.
He leaned back and let out a small laugh as he reached up and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, his hand lingering on my cheek. He smirked down at me, slightly shaking his head.
"Let her be jealous of you for once."
So I have a theory about what might be happening this season. I could be completely wrong, but what I’m thinking is that this season does have to do with HSM2.
Ricky was really set on doing HSM2 because he was so familiar with Troy after doing the first musical. And we all know that he can have issues with things around him changing. That’s why I think, to him, this season is playing out like HSM2.
In HSM2, Troy and Gabriella broke up mainly because of communication issues. This is also one of the main reasons that Ricky and Nini broke up. As well as this, in HSM2 Troy was starting to change into a person that Gabriella didn’t like anymore. This season Nini started to change, and with Ricky’s hatred of change, he didn’t like who Nini was becoming, because it was all so unfamiliar to him. This all links in with a line from his song, “Let You Go”, where Ricky says, “I’ll always be in love with who we use to be”, alluding to the fact that he liked how things were before everything changed.
Also something that was eerily similar between HSMTMTS and HSM2 was when Ricky and Nini broke up. Ricky gave Nini back the necklace she gave him, just like Gabriella did to Troy during “Gotta Go My Own Way”.
But here is where things get different. Troy becomes self aware of himself changing and tries everything that he can to change back to who he was before and gaining Gabriella’s trust again. The issue with this in HSMTMTS is that Nini likes who she is becoming, she likes that she has been able to come out of her shell more and start a music career.
This is where I believe the similarities start to end and Ricky starts to realise that his life isn’t going to play out like the musical that he so desperately wanted to do. And unlike Gabriella and Troy who decided to part ways, but ultimately came back to each other, I think that Ricky and Nini are at that point in their relationship where it is best to let each other go and go their own way.
So ultimately, Ricky is playing out his life like HSM2, when everyone else around him has moved on to the next musical, due to the fact that he doesn’t like change and loves familiarity.
tRoY wOuLdVe ArRiVeD oN tImE…in what universe??
My internal monologue is just Troy Bolton screaming:
i’ve been quite happy to binge watch lupin but... what happens when i run out...who will i become
troy bolton and his ‘i really drove 16 hrs and 5 mins from albuquerque to stanford which is 1,062.4 miles on my broken ass truck just to spend prom night with the girl i consider forever because this is it for me and i don’t give a fuck if my friends think that’s stupid because i love her and she really brings out the best of me’ stare
-bet on it
“So, do I get a goodnight kiss?”
the boys are back was my sexual awakening and you can either agree or walk away-
If hsmtmts does get a season 3 the writers better STAY TF AWAY from scream from hsm 3 istg after that atrocious cover of bet on it they better leave scream alone that belongs to Zac Efron and Zac Efron only.
Personally think Jason Cross is an underrated character. Just saying. He is so underrated that there is 2 gifs under his name on this website, and 1 is blurry.
"How was your holidays Miss Darbus?" - Jason Cross, 2006
Gifs and images arent mine.
This was peak comedy.
GIF by: @hsmtmtsnet
Was on youtube and the thumbnails of Frozen two and Rocket to the Moon has the same pose of the character.