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" hell i don't even think i have feelings "

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AN ANNOYED SIGH ESCAPED the blonde's painted lips as her eye gazed over the large building in front of her "I think my eyes are bleeding"she mumbled to herself before reluctantly walking to the door and swinging it open with a flick of her manicured fingers.

As if it were possible Sharpay's disgust grew as her irises gazed around the lower floor. "Kill me. Please kill me now." She muttered squeezing her eyes shut but to no avail.

She inhaled deeply "It's okay, Shar, it's just needs a little..a lot... more pink. Maybe a whole reconstruction and then we're talking. It'll be fine."

The sound of the front door opening alerted the witch and her body froze upon seeing a trio of teenagers by her doorstep. She placed her infamous fake smile on her painted pink lips "Oh, thank god, the help is here. This pla-"

"We're not the help, lady." The raven haired one said keeping his glare trained on the Evans girl who fixed her face into her own ferocious glare, her eyes flickering to their attire "Dressed like that? Are you sure?"

The young brunette girl chocked while what seemed to be her boyfriend rubbed her back soothingly, while the elder male just crossed his arms "Listen here, lady but this our house, I could get you arrested for trespassing- how did you even get in here?"

Sharpay clicked her tongue while her glare grew more harsh "First of all my name is not lady and you will stop referring to me as such. My name is Sharpay Evans you dim witted meat sack. Second of all remove your arms from that b-boy stance. This is my house and I will get your ass arrested for trespassing."

The man hissed and surprisingly Sharpay hissed back rearing her manicured nails. However before anything could occur the younger boy interfered "Ms. Evans, I think you have the wrong house."

Instantly Sharpay's glare swivelled to the younger "This is my house!" She roared before composing herself instantly "Well its really my uncle Zack's but potato potato."

The trio shared guiltily looks and Sharpay rolled her eyes "You killed him didn't you." She deadpanned causing them to look at her in shock "You watch enough Criminal Minds and suddenly you're a detective"

The raven haired man suddenly appeared in front of her in unmeasurable speed, his irises widening as looked into her own "you will go home and forget this ever happened."

"I think not." She snorted at the vampire's shocked look patting his cheek and reaching for her phone. The brunette girl who had been quiet for quite some time finally spoke up "What are you doing?"

"Call Bob, he owns construction company and is old friends with the family, this place is in serious need of a revamp." The older male let out a small whine "It's fine the way it is."

"I can see that that's a motto you clearly like to live by." She shot back

The tan boy approached the older woman gently "Are you okay?" He asked concern dripping from his words like honey. Sharpay blinked at him "Pardon."

"With uncle Zack."

Sharpay let out a loud boisterous laugh and the trio once shared looks, but sure if was here grieving or she was plain crazy. Turns out it was the latter. Sharpay wiped a fake tear from her face "As if! The freak gave me a box of scramble for Christmas instead of the Chanel shoes I told him to buy for me." She growled before quickly bursting out laughing "Hope he's burning in hell."

The sound of a phone ringing snapped the trio from their shocked stupors. Sharpay quickly answered, her voice sickly sweet which contrasted her earlier tone. Grabbing her hand bag she began to walk away her heels clanking on the wood floor

"Hi Bob, how fast can you come to mystic falls with the team, and how much pink can you bring?"

[HAMEEDA SAYS 💅🏾]
(THIS. WAS. SHIT. but oh well what can I do. Anyway you've probably noticed that my version of our favourite original Regina George is different. Why? Because I said so!In this book Sharpay is a bipolar, OCD, crazy bitch)