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This is a story based on the characters from 'High School Musical'.
Sharpay Gets Her Comeuppance
Gabriella's POV
Ever since I got together with Troy Bolton, a certain someone (who, for the time being, shall remain anonymous) has been trying to ruin our relationship. The reason behind this person's logic is that they are jealous. Well, it's obvious that I'm talking about Sharpay Evans. I mean, it's normal for people to be jealous if someone else has something that they don't have. Unfortunately for Sharpay, she's taken it a few steps further, almost to the point of insanity. For the last few months, she's been complaining nonstop about how she and her brother Ryan were beat-out by a female version of Einstein and a Shaquille O'Neal wannabe. Talk about insulting. That's why I've decided that Sharpay needs to be told off once and for all.
My plan began almost immediately after the Winter Musicale. That's about the time when Sharpay began her whining. Although I'm not too fond of Ryan, I had to admit that I felt sorry for him. I could tell that he was getting a little annoyed by her constant bitching. Everytime I saw him walking down the hall with Sharpay, he was doing the 'blah blah' gesture and rolling his eyes. From that moment on, I decided to let him in on the plan. It turned out to be the best decision I've ever made (besides being on the Scholastic Decathalon team). He told me that Sharpay's biggest weakness was being extremely ticklish, especially on her feet. That's when I decided that I would use tickle torture to change her attitude. Ryan said that he would even help.
Finally, the day had arrived. The plan was simple: lure Sharpay to the basement, tie her up and tickle her perfect soles. The second Sharpay entered the basement, Ryan turned off the lights and we began to tie Sharpay to a chair. I had found a set of medieval stocks at an antique shop, knowing that they would be very useful. A stool was set up in front of Sharpay's legs with the stocks sitting on top. Ryan locked her ankles into the stocks while I turned the lights back on. "R-ryan? What are you doing?! And what is she doing here?" Ryan simply disregarded his sister's questions, removing Sharpay's high heels. A look of horror washed over her face as she realized what was about to happen.
"G-gabriella, please don't d-do this!" she pleaded. She watched helplessly as I walked over to her feet. "I'm afraid I must, Sharpay. You see, both Ryan and I are getting sick of your whining. We have no choice but to teach you a lesson...a lesson you will never forget." With those words, Ryan began to drag his fingernails up and down her left foot. "P-p-please stop it, Ryan. You k-k-know how ticklish my f-f-feet are!" she shrieked. I, on the other hand, pulled out an electric toothbrush and placed it on her right foot. I pressed the power button and watched with amazement as Sharpay's chair jumped a few inches into the air. "Oh s-s-shit! I can't t-t-take it anymore!"
A few minutes later, Ryan and I ceased our torture, allowing Sharpay to catch her breath. "Please...no more. I promise I...won't complain about...the Winter Musicale...anymore..." she panted. "It's just that no one has ever out-performed us before," explained Ryan. "We were just taken by surprise. The truth is, you guys were amazing!" After Sharpay had calmed down, Ryan and I untied her. Soon afterwards, Sharpay and I begame really good friends. All in all, everything turned out just the way it was supposed to.
THE END
Sharpay Gets Her Comeuppance
Gabriella's POV
Ever since I got together with Troy Bolton, a certain someone (who, for the time being, shall remain anonymous) has been trying to ruin our relationship. The reason behind this person's logic is that they are jealous. Well, it's obvious that I'm talking about Sharpay Evans. I mean, it's normal for people to be jealous if someone else has something that they don't have. Unfortunately for Sharpay, she's taken it a few steps further, almost to the point of insanity. For the last few months, she's been complaining nonstop about how she and her brother Ryan were beat-out by a female version of Einstein and a Shaquille O'Neal wannabe. Talk about insulting. That's why I've decided that Sharpay needs to be told off once and for all.
My plan began almost immediately after the Winter Musicale. That's about the time when Sharpay began her whining. Although I'm not too fond of Ryan, I had to admit that I felt sorry for him. I could tell that he was getting a little annoyed by her constant bitching. Everytime I saw him walking down the hall with Sharpay, he was doing the 'blah blah' gesture and rolling his eyes. From that moment on, I decided to let him in on the plan. It turned out to be the best decision I've ever made (besides being on the Scholastic Decathalon team). He told me that Sharpay's biggest weakness was being extremely ticklish, especially on her feet. That's when I decided that I would use tickle torture to change her attitude. Ryan said that he would even help.
Finally, the day had arrived. The plan was simple: lure Sharpay to the basement, tie her up and tickle her perfect soles. The second Sharpay entered the basement, Ryan turned off the lights and we began to tie Sharpay to a chair. I had found a set of medieval stocks at an antique shop, knowing that they would be very useful. A stool was set up in front of Sharpay's legs with the stocks sitting on top. Ryan locked her ankles into the stocks while I turned the lights back on. "R-ryan? What are you doing?! And what is she doing here?" Ryan simply disregarded his sister's questions, removing Sharpay's high heels. A look of horror washed over her face as she realized what was about to happen.
"G-gabriella, please don't d-do this!" she pleaded. She watched helplessly as I walked over to her feet. "I'm afraid I must, Sharpay. You see, both Ryan and I are getting sick of your whining. We have no choice but to teach you a lesson...a lesson you will never forget." With those words, Ryan began to drag his fingernails up and down her left foot. "P-p-please stop it, Ryan. You k-k-know how ticklish my f-f-feet are!" she shrieked. I, on the other hand, pulled out an electric toothbrush and placed it on her right foot. I pressed the power button and watched with amazement as Sharpay's chair jumped a few inches into the air. "Oh s-s-shit! I can't t-t-take it anymore!"
A few minutes later, Ryan and I ceased our torture, allowing Sharpay to catch her breath. "Please...no more. I promise I...won't complain about...the Winter Musicale...anymore..." she panted. "It's just that no one has ever out-performed us before," explained Ryan. "We were just taken by surprise. The truth is, you guys were amazing!" After Sharpay had calmed down, Ryan and I untied her. Soon afterwards, Sharpay and I begame really good friends. All in all, everything turned out just the way it was supposed to.
THE END
