High school is all a cliché. That's all this really was, or at least that's how Chad & Sharpay (and the entire population of East High) saw it. Ever since sixth grade, Sharpay had dedicated her life on three things: 1. Theatre, 2. Making sure everyone knew their place (aka below her), and 3. TROY BOLTON. The last one was probably one of the biggest. Troy Bolton - the currently 5'10 crystal-blue eyed jock (strap) Sharpay found herself lusting over all the way back in Ms. J's homeroom class. But now it was junior year and like last season's Jimmy Choo's silver heels, he was off the market, only to have been bought by Gabriella Montéz. Sharpay found herself defeated, and constantly found herself crafting up another ploy to tear the two apart. It wasn't until December 14th, when that path of faith changed.

Mr. Pompun's History class, December 14th, the last day before Winter vacation. The room painted a Pepto-Bismol pink, not one in Sharpay's favor, clashed with her leather-pink boots. As her instructor droned on about their Winter break project, she sketched her name in a dynamic fashion, rolling her eyes as he over-enunciated each word. Across the room sat Chad Danworth, concentrated at the blue sky blending with the youthful field. History was probably his best subject, not that he actually enjoyed hearing about the Civil War, it just came natural to him. "And now I will assign your partners", said Mr. Pompun, still unaware of his students disinterest. "Jason and Martha", he announced, followed by a match of heart-filled eyes from the two. "Zeke and Gabriella", which preceded a pout from Gabriella, dissappointed that she wasn't paired with her lover. "Sharpay and Chad." The attention Chad held on the pastel-coloured sky outside was quickly broken and brought to his partner, as Sharpay's pencil suddenly broke from the declaration of who her partner was. Instead of usually exclaiming, followed by causing a scene, Ms. Evans opted for a simple turn of the head to face Chad, sending the fiercest ice glare, and returning back to scribbling her paper. Chad meanwhile, didn't see this current predicament the same way Sharpay did; he just wanted to get an A.

The rest of the day went off without a hitch; once the final bell sounded everyone was filled with the joy & happiness of being free of school for three weeks. After closing the drama club's meeting, Sharpay's feet traveled to her locker. Basketball practice commenced just as she began to turn the dial on her locker, cueing the jocks of East High to enter the hallway. Opening her deluxe locker, she gazed at her reflection, when she saw the body of a basketball player blocking her view. "Zeke, did you bring me more cookies?", she began, stopping once she realized that it was Chad as her eyes traveled upwards. "Oh, Chad, what do you want?" Rolling his eyes, Chad said "We're partners for Pompun's project, so I was wondering when you wanted to work on it." "I completely forgot," she replied in an unenthusiastic voice, eyeing him up and down. "Come over my house tonight, around 6:30. Do me a favor and shower first though, ew.", said Sharpay. Before Chad could say anything, Sharpay's locker was shut and she was turned on her heels heading out the hall.