Disclaimer: I do not own High School Musical or any of its characters.

So it's basically High School Musical 2 through Jason and Kelsi's eyes. Like missing scenes between the two. Light-hearted, and fluffy at most. No real drama. Just snippets and mentions of what's going on with the rest.

Scene 1

Jason waited patiently by the side with Chad for Troy and Zeke as they finished the task of emptying out their lockers. Summer was here after all, and he made a mental note to stop by his own locker – which was still full and packed with his things – before heading over to Troy's for a two-on-two game, a way of ending their school year. They had done so for the past six years, ever since they started playing, so it was like tradition.

"Hey, J," Chad said, giving his shoulder a light push. The youngest of the four shook his head. "Come on, man, let's go."

"Right," he said, trailing behind them slightly, listening to their conversation.

They walked down the stairs and turned a corner, spotting Taylor and Martha ahead. Tuning out the rest of the school, his eyes eagerly searched out to see if he could spot the familiar red hat that he had seen this morning belonging to a certain someone. As though he had willed her there with just his mind, she came into view, head down and reading what looked like to be music sheets. At least, from what he could see from his position. His felt his heart stop for half a second as his trained eyes followed the familiar form of Kelsi Nielson who had joined up with Taylor and Martha.

"I'll see you guys in a bit, alright?" Troy said, running off to catch up with Gabriella who had passed by at the intersection at the end of the hallway.

"Yeah, I'll see you guys later too," Jason said distractedly, squeezing between Chad and Zeke with a smile on his face to get to Kelsi. He vaguely heard Chad whispering something to Zeke.

"Hey, Nielson!" he said, jogging a few steps passed her. He watched her turn to the left, and quickly pulled the hat off her head, letting her brown hair tumble down to her shoulders in a small wave of soft curls. She turned to him, stopping in her tracks, and turned to look at him, her eyes shining and her lips twitching to break into a smile. He smiled goofily back at her, jamming the hat onto his own mess of dark hair.

"We'll see you later, Kelsi," Martha said slyly as she, Taylor, Chad and Zeke went ahead.

"Oh, look, your locker!" Kelsi said, in a would-be suspicious tone if it weren't for the laugh that mingled with it.

"Ha ha," he said, turning to the grey door, quickly turning the combination and pulling the door open. "So Kels," Jason started, "what are you doing this summer?" He hoped she didn't hear the drum roll that was his heart beating.

"Oh, you know, what I do every summer," she said nonchalantly. She leaned against the lockers and watched as he pulled out his own bag from the mess, stuffing books, papers and CDs into it, as well as a couple of shirts. He looked up momentarily and gave her a quick grin before resuming his task of emptying out his locker. Pursing her lips, she took a peak over his shoulder, spying the pictures that were stuck to the locker door. One was of him with Troy, Chad and Zeke – naturally, as they had been best friends for what seemed like forever, or for as long as she had gone to school with them anyway – after they won the tournament a few months ago and a picture from Zeke's birthday party last year. Another one was of him and herself, at his own birthday party just two months ago. He had one arm around her shoulders and they had the widest smiles on their faces. She blushed, remembering the quick kiss he'd given her that night. Despite the signals they kept throwing at each other, and the late night phone calls and IMs, and all the hanging out they did, Jason had yet to ask her out on a proper date. She hoped this summer would change that.

"Oh, and how's that?" He plucked the pictures from the door, taking a few seconds to look at them with a faraway look in his eyes, the ghost of a smile on his lips, and slipped them into a book and shut the metal door shut. He was relieved; he wouldn't have to open that again until September.

"Well," she started, "write music, grow, write some more music, oh, and probably grow some more too. But, as usual, that never seems to happen," she joked as they walked down the hallway together, where students were still saying their goodbyes, gossiping and emptying out their lockers.

Jason shook her head at that, grinning. True, she was rather small as Chad would say, but then he wouldn't have her any other way. Not that he had her so to speak.

"So, no time in that oh-so busy schedule," she giggled and rolled her eyes at that, "to hang out with me?" he asked innocently. They stopped just a little behind Chad and the others, who were silently watching Troy and Gabriella have a moment together.

"I'll have to see if I can pencil you in," she teased. Standing on tip-toe, she took her hat back from him, once more giving him that smile. "How about you; doing anything?"

"Well, there's basketball, obviously. And hopefully I'll get a job that pays decently," he told her. Ignoring the others, they made the familiar trek to Kelsi's locker. Jason grimaced, watching as the Evans twins made their way towards their destination. Sharpay's pink locker happened to be just a few lockers away from Kelsi's. "Hey, Kels, listen, I'll catch up with you later, alright? I've got to meet Troy for a small game at his place. Tradition," he added hastily, though not quite knowing why.

Spying Sharpay for herself, Kelsi rolled her eyes but grinned up at him anyway for his poor excuse. "It's okay. Go ahead. I'll call you later." She gave his arm a gentle squeeze, smiling at him as she did so, trying but failing to ignore the millions of butterflies in her stomach and the tingles when she touched him.

He shot her a grateful look and walked ahead, but stopped to turn to look at her with slight regret. Deciding to take a chance, he quickly made his way back towards her.

"Kelsi!"

"Yes?" She looked up, surprise on her face to find him so close.

Acting impulsively, he quickly kissed her on the cheek and grinning slyly at her, said, "Later, playmaker." Winking at her, he jogged off once more.

This summer was going to be great.