Trapped in the Closet (A High School Musical Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Driving down the road, Rose sat in the passenger seat thinking. She could not believe what just happened. She saw Sean. The last person she wanted to see.

She could not believe he acted that way. And the way he grabbed her; those dirty words he whispered in her ear.

He still has not changed. He will never change. Looking down at the fresh, red, and sort of swollen wrist proved that.

Rose felt ashamed about what happened. She never thought that she would see Sean again, much less at East High. And what's worse, now Chad was involved in the situation.

Now her problem is that she will be asking some hard questions. Thinking about it began to make her feel dread.

Rose closed her eyes, and tried to enjoyed the ride. Chad singing along to Boyz to Men's "On Bended Knee." on the radio was very soothing.

Rose could help but laugh a little. Listening to the sweet sound of his voice. She opened her eyes and turned her attention towards the Wildcat listening to him signing to the lyrics:

/Darlin' I can't explain, where did we lose our way
Girl, it's drivin' me insane and I know
I just need one more chance to prove my love to you
If you come back to me I guarantee that I'll never let you go.
Can we go back to the days our love was strong.
Can you tell me how a perfect love goes wrong.
Can somebody tell me how you get things back the way it used to be
Oh God give me the reason, I'm down on bended knees
I'll never walk again until you come back to me I'm down on bended knees.../

"He's gives me chills!" Rose thought to herself. One thing she was thankful for is having someone to make her feel better. Chad at this moment was her savior. Clearing his throat, he looked at her.

"What?" He asked her, snapping him out of his singing.

"Nothing," She replied. Chad took a quick glance at the road before looking at her again.

"Tell me what are you thinking now." He replied, being curious.

"I was thinking that you have a beautiful singing voice. I think you should quit school, find a manager, and tour around the world!" Chad laughed at her response.

"That sounds like a good plan." He added. "But my parents would have my ass if I ever even think about quitting school. Also, I'm not much of a singer. I'm more into Basketball. I rather see myself as a Michael Jordan. Not Michael Jackson.

Turning down a long road, they came across an open space. The sun shined beautiful on the pond, and there was nothing but peace and quiet. The car pulled to a stop.

"And, we are here," he replied. "Give me a second. I have to get the Frist Aid kit out of my trunk."

Opening the passenger door. Rose stepped out. The two of them walked down a trail. Rose felt a warm feeling when she felt Chad grabbed her hand.

They sat down on a bench nearby a river. There was a bird pond nearby. The grass was neatly cut, thanks to a gardener that worked there. As Chad was preparing the materials, Rose continued to look around at her surroundings. Once he was finished, he looked up at her and smiled, watching as she closed her eyes, and took a deep breath of fresh air.