My first attempt at a crossover. This one is a Hannah Montana/ High School Musical. It mind sound kinda weird. But just read and you'll figure out how it's all connected. R&R, please. Flames are accepted.

Disclaimer: I don't now own Hannah Montana or High School Musical. I wish I owned Lucas Grabeel.

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.Albuquerque, New Mexico.

"You can not leave on our one year anniversary!" Sharpay practically screamed at Zeke. He winced and slightly drew back as she got in his face. He knew she would be mad, but he didn't think she'd get this frantic.

"Well? Are you gonna say anything? In your defense? A simple 'I'm sorry Sharpay, please forgive me' would do nicely!" Sharpay hovered over him waiting for an answer; Ryan stood next to her fixing his hat and smiling at random people walking by.

"I'm sorry. But it's this family reunion. We've been planning it for years. I mean, they live all the way in Malibu. And I haven't seen my cousin Coo-"

Sharpay cut him off, "You're going to Malibu without me!?" "Now your in for it!" Ryan smiled as Sharpay began to reach the boiling point.

"Zeke!" She cried, "You're taking me to Malibu with you whether you like it or not! It will be my anniversary present from you to ME! It's not like you actually bought me one anyways!"

Zeke wondered how she knew he had forgotten to get her one.

"Wait, Shar! You can't leave me I wanna go to Malibu!" Ryan said, crossing his arms and pouting in a very melodramatic way.

"And we're taking Ryan with us!" Sharpay snapped.

"If we get married is he gonna come on the honeymoon with us!?" Zeke said standing straighter and getting in Sharpay's face.

Sharpay went off like a firecracker and the two began bickering insanely. Ryan smiled watching the verbal combat.

"There he is!" Chad said rounding the corner with Troy by his side.

They had been looking for Zeke because they were going to start practice. But as they neared Zeke they realized that Sharpay and him were in the middle of a WWF verbal smack down. They stopped behind Ryan and began watching.

"What happened?" Chad snickered. Ryan smiled, ready to spill the details.

"Well, Zeke is going out of town to Malibu on their one year anniversary. And Sharpay got upset and demanded he take me and her with him." Ryan said very giddy.

"Malibu!?" Both boys said, clearly trying to hide their envy, but failing.

"I want to go." Troy said flat out.

Ryan grinned, "Just tell Sharpay you want to. She's so mad at Zeke she'll even get him to take you." Troy glared at Ryan.

"Put in a good word for me." Chad said.

Troy leaned over Sharpay and tapped her on the shoulder. She whirled around ready to kill who ever touched her.

"What!?" She cried noticing it was Troy.

"Tell Zeke he has to take Me and Chad, too!" Troy said, wincing.

She rounded back on Zeke and smiled. "You're taking Troy and what's-his-face!" She demanded.

"You mean Chad." Zeke said.

"That's what I said!" She yelled.

Gabriella and Taylor entered school and ran up to Troy and Chad.

"What's going on?" They chuckled.

Ryan spilled the details all over again and soon Gabriella and Taylor were part of the deal too.

"No Sharpay! There is no way I'm taking all of you to my family reunion!" Zeke said. They all grinned.

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"I can't believe I'm taking all of you to my family reunion." Zeke said shaking his head in disbelief.

"Thank you, Zekey!" Sharpay said in the plane seat next to him. Ryan sat on the other side of her.

"YAY! We're going to Malibu!" Ryan said excitedly, as he flipped through the on flight movies. "OMG! Sharpay look! Look!" He cried pointing at the screen.

"What?" She asked leaning over.

"They have RENT!" He practically squealed.

"Dude, don't do that." Chad said from the seat behind them. Taylor shook her head at Ryan.

"Sorry." Ryan replied.

Troy and Gabriella sat in next to Chad and Taylor across the aisle. They were listening to music together and humming.

It wasn't long before they were in the air and headed for Malibu!

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Ohkay! Tell me what you think. I'm very proud of it. R&R.