This is my first Zac fanfic, I've only written some for Friends.

I wasn't sure what category to put this under, but I will say that I don't own High School Musical or any of its characters.

This is loosely based around the paparazzi video of Zac at the gas station recently (through his eyes). Obviously I don't know how the rest of his day went so I created that myself.

Hope you enjoy it!

As for the title, it's just a joke about paparazzi. Zac is not a person who is "out to lunch." ;)

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*Zac's thoughts at the moment in the story are italicized.

I opened my eyes and caught the sunlight creeping through my bedroom window. It still looked fairly early, but I rolled over to my side to check my alarm clock anyway.

11:30! My God, what happened!

It took me a minute to replay the previous nights' events back over in my head . Things were fuzzy at first, but suddenly became crystal clear.

Of course, paparazzi crap.

As usual, I had managed to escape a swarm of 45 year old men pouncing on me as I left the theater. I guess dodging the bloodhounds on your way home can knock you out for a couple of hours.

Well, I can't lay in bed all day.

Slowly I rolled off of the mattress and dodged the mess of clothes on the floor on my way to the bathroom. I thought about picking them up, but why bother? It's not like I wasn't go to do it at some point.

The first thing I did in the bathroom was look in the mirror. I honestly expected to look like death hung- over. Surprisingly, all I saw was someone who appeared to have gotten a good night's sleep. Go figure.

I continued on with my usual morning routine, then shuffled to my closet. Normally, I try to look like I take an interest in how I am dressed. But that day I really could care less. My old black shirt and jeans suited me just fine.

It was a relaxing feeling knowing I could just stay home for the day. I had no errands to run, no one to meet, and no places to be.

Yes, this is the good life.

With my arms stretched across the back of my couch and The Goonies on TV, everything was going my way.

Then the phone rang.

What does a guy have to do around here to get some peace and quiet?!

I looked at the Caller ID and noticed it was Vanessa. Of course I answered it. I'm not that much of a jerk.

"Hi Zaccy."

"Hey Ness."

She definitely noticed the lack of enthusiasm in my voice.

"What's wrong babe? You sound upset about something."

I paused for a moment and sighed. She was probably going to think it was something about her.

"Nah. Just a rough night. Everything's fine."

"Are you sure? We could go out for lunch and talk about it."

I had two choices. One, continue to enjoy my day by accomplishing absolutely nothing or two, be the good boyfriend that I am and go out with her.

"Sure, why not?"

Her voice seemed to have jumped up an octave.

"Great! I'll go get ready. See you soon Zaccybear."

"Bye."

Remember, she's your girlfriend and you love her. Besides, it's just lunch. Lunch and then right back to the couch. Maybe we could even get take out to speed things along.

Okay, so I sounded like a bum. But everybody deserves some kind of down time right? And after the way the day ended up going, I would have been proud to say I sat on my butt all day.