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Title:Prom Planning
Summary: Senior prom's been cancelled, and now it's up to two people that hold a deep hatred for each other to make it happen for everybody else.
Disclaimer: I don't own a thing, except for the plot!

Prologue

"And then the Germans lead by Adolph Hitler-"

Boring boring boring boring the girl repeated over and over in her head.

The teacher was interrupted by the school intercom.

"Will all the senior class please report to the auditorium, I repeat will all the senior class please report to the auditorium"

Yes anything to get out of this, the girl rose from her seat and made her way to the auditorium as did many other seniors wondering what was going on?

The auditorium was full with the senior class, a few latecomers opened the doors to enter.

"Okay listen up everyone, we know you're all wondering why we called you here" Mr Matsui started speaking getting the attention of the curious students. People nodded and muffled yes' as Mr Matsui continued "This is really hard for me to say but on behalf of myself and the faculty we all are very sorry but Senior prom can not go ahead"

Everyone started talking and shouting, not believing what they were hearing, how could this happen? No prom.

"Okay quiet down quiet" Mr Matsui shouted over the voices, trying to get them to listen.

"I know this is not what you wanted we didn't want this to happen but the truth is the school doesn't have the finances to hold a prom" he explained "We're all very sorry" he finished after a pause letting them take in the information.

"You may all go back to your classes now" he said finally, signalling an end to the assembly.

Students slowly got up still talking about what had just happened, all still shocked and not being able to comprehend that this really was happening.

After 10 minutes of standing in the hallway discussing their options on what to do the majority of the senior class were told to get back to their lessons by annoyed teachers of disturbing their classes with all the noise they were making.

The bell rang for lunch, students filtered out of their classrooms and made their way to the canteen.

He sat down at the table, where his friends where situated.

"Everyone's been coming up to me do tell me to do something about prom and make it happen" he started talking. "And I don't understand what I'm meant to do, it's not like I have a magic wand" he continued explaining.

"Everyone's sort of relying on you to come up with something" Chad spoke.

"Me?" Troy looked at his with a dumbfound look.

"Yeah"

"Okay leave it with me, I'll try and think of something" he said as he stood up, needing to think he walked through the doors of the canteen and into the empty hallways.

What can we do he wondered as he walked not looking where he was going

Bang

"Can't you look where you're going Bolton you freak?" a high pitched scream rang around the empty hallway . Sharpay got up and brushed the black dress she was wearing.

"Why don't you drama queen?" he screamed back at her for stopping his train of thought and for generally just getting on his nerves.

"It isn't me who goes around bumping into people"

"It was an accident get over it Evans" he explained, trying to get her off his back.

"Thinking of how you are going to score with one of the cheerleaders" she stated not being able to resist getting on his nerves.

"No, if you must know I was thinking about Prom" he stated.

"Prom?"

"Yeah and about how to make it go ahead" he said proud of himself.

"Whatever Bolton, but next time you bump into me you'll have hell to pay" she cursed as she walked away.

Everyone in school knew this was the longest running hatred.

Lunch had ended and people had now gone to there fourth period lessons.

"Can Sharpay Evans and Troy Bolton please report to the principal's office"

The robotic voice spoke over the intercom, twenty minutes into the lesson.

Damn again Sharpay sighed as she got up and nodded at her teacher letting her know that she was leaving

What do they want with me now, haven't they put me through enough already putting me in a room with her will kill me off Troy complained to himself, leaving the classroom.

As he entered the reception, he looked around there was no one there, not even the receptionist Ms Davies, he walked to the office, and saw that the door was slightly opened, he could see a head of blonde hair, Sharpay, he opened the door fully letting himself in.

"Mr Bolton nice of you to welcome us, take a seat, like I was just telling Miss Evans here, why I have called you both here"

"Look at that box" the principal pointed to the overflowing cardboard box on the floor.

"It's the complaint box and it's full, it never gets full and we know that the prom is a big thing and this where you two come in." Troy wondered what this complaint box had to do with him, maybe they were about him, no people liked him didn't they, what was this about then?

Sharpay sighed those complaints were probably about the drama club why did people hate them so much and love the basketball lunkheads so much, but no they couldn't be because of drama, because then why was he here for?

"We called you both here because …"

A/N: a small cliff hanger. Please review because then I know if you like it not, Thanks