Vanessa's POV

The day we all had been waiting for. Ash's wedding, at last.......... I held her hand as she cried before the wedding. She was a nervous wreck.

"What if he doesn't say I DO?????? What will happen then????? Huh??" she cried.

"Well," I said, "then we do what Katy Perry did in her video 'Hot and Cold'!" The bridesmaids burst out laughing and even Ashley giggled. I was so happy to see a smile on her face. "Trust me Ash, if he really loves you, he'll say yes," I whispered to her. Ashley stood up and hugged me.

"Thanks Ness, I just hope that you're right!!" she whispered back. I dried her tears and gave her one last hug. You'll do great, you always do. And you look just beautiful."

"Anyway, guess who's at the wedding" said Ashley brushing her brown hair. "Don't tell me you invited...." "Nope, I didn't Jared did. Zac is his best man," Ashley cut through. "WHAT! NO WAY!!!"I screamed. "Way," said Ashley, as she put down her brush and put her hands on my shoulders.

Darn it, I thought. Zac and I were enemies since I was 7. Our parents were friends, and when we were younger, every summer we would meet at drama camp. If I wasn't so interested in acting, I wouldn't have ever joined. Plus, every Christmas, he would come over to my place. I even used to go to the same school as him, but thank god, he went to drama school when he was 18 and I went to Julliard when I was 17. After that, I used to go to my Grandparents place in Connecticut during winter just to avoid seeing that creep.

We always played tricks on each other, and as we grew older, the tricks got worse. We both got sent to the principal twelve times, and once Zac's parents even got called up. Boy, did we hate each other.

"Just stay out of his way, you hear me? We don't want a food fight or an explosion to occur during the wedding," said Ashley, snapping me out of my thoughts. "OK, OK!" I put my hands up. "So, when was the last time you saw him anyway?" asked Ashley, smiling. "Oh, 11TH grade, I think." I replied unenthusiastically. "Well, he's a real hottie now, trust me. And a lot more mature, I hope," said Ashley, grinning like crazy. "Ohmigod, Ash, don't even think about it," I said, immediately recognizing that look. "But..." "I'd rather DIE. Nope, no, no way!!" I shouted. "Ok....ok...I'll stop," she sighed. "I feel I'm just not ready for another guy in my life right now." "I understand Nessa, I'm sorry, but I only want what's best for you."

After the wedding....

I sat at a table watching Ashley and Jared with mixed feelings. Part of me was really, really happy for Ashley. She had the man of her dreams, and she was getting married to him right now. Another part of me was, I have to admit, Really J-E-A-L-O-U-S. I wanted a guy in my life too. I wanted to get married too. I just could'nt find the Mr. Right. I felt almost frustrated when I saw Ashley and Jared holding hands and dancing. But the worst part was, it wasn't just them. Almost everyone there was dancing to the music, while I sat at a table poking at my slice of wedding cake but not eating it.

Suddenly, I was snapped out of my thoughts by the familiar sound of a man clearing his throat and poking my shoulder gently. I turned around and gasped. Shit!! This so COULD NOT be happening to me. There he was, standing in a tux and staring down at me. Zac Efron. I hated to admit it, but Ashley was right, he was pretty hot, and really tanned. But I didn't care. All I wanted to do was run away from him.

"Well hello there!! Nice to see you after so long," he said smiling at me. "Umm, yeah hi." I replied, staring warily at the hand behind his back. Instead of dropping a plate of chicken my head, he offered his other hand to me and asked,"You want to dance?" I just stared at him for a while, thinking, hey why not! What's the worst he could do right??? He seemed nice enough."Okay." I said, taking his hand.

Before I knew it, we were waltzing across the ballroom together. I could feel my heart beating fast as we danced slowly and gracefully. I just couldn't look at his face anymore. The more I saw his face, the more hate I felt towards him. All those cruel tricks we used to play on each other. The ones he played on me always were worse than those I played on him. But now, he was so freaking handsome. And as we danced I could feel sparks. We stopped when the music ended, but I just wanted to go on and on. I looked up at him and saw him smiling at me and I blushed.

"Hey you're not too bad at dancing" I said to him. "You're pretty good yourself!" he replied. He walked over to Jared's table and sat down. Ashley left Jared's lap and was having a drink with some girls at the cocktail bar, so I walked over to join them. I saw a few people look at me and giggle, but I just payed no attention. I figured it was because of me dancing with Zac or something like that. I turned to Zac and saw him staring at me smiling. I blushed and smiled back.

As I was sitting down next to Ashley at the cocktail bar, she looked at my back and then stared at me weirdly. "What??" I asked. "Nessa, what's on your back?" I turned around and she peeled off a piece of paper saying 'LOSER!!!' "OHMYGOD!!!" I screamed and turned to Zac who was now laughing loudly. I felt so stupid to think that he was smiling at me, when he was just making fun of me. That's it. This is payback time.

I grabbed a piece of cake, ready to throw it right at his head, when I heard Ashley shout "Vanessa!! Stop!! Don't do it please!!"I sighed and lowered my arm. This was soooo totally embarrassing. "Ashley, no matter what you say, I have to pay him back. That's the way it always is," I said. "Yes, but don't worry!! We can come up with a plan that won't fail," said Ashley. We put our heads together and discussed a plan to foil that evil old Zac. Oh, he is SO not getting away with it this time.

Ashley scribbled on a little piece of paper that she tore off my notebook. Then giggling, she passed it to the emcee of the occasion. He nodded, looking slightly confused. Ashley held out her hand and I gave her a big high 5. "Ashley Tisdale, sorry Murrillo," I said as Ashley grinned widely, "You are a genius." We saw the emcee walking into the audio room holding the paper. He came out a few minutes later, just as Taylor Swift was finishing her song, Love Story. He smiled and gave Ashley a thumbs up sign.

"Ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Taylor Swift!!!" Loud applause rippled through the hall and Taylor curtsied and left the stage to join us. "Okay guys, we have a special request from someone who insists to remain anonymous. The request is for a song from none other than our best man of the wedding, Zac E! Zac, get up here." The surprised Zac shook his head vigorously and mouthed 'no way'. This is my chance, I thought. I stood up and shouted over to him, "What's wrong Zac? Too chicken to sing in front of a crowd??" A few people laughed loudly, including Jared, Corbin and all of Zac's other buddies. Zac raised an eyebrow and nodded at the emcee. "Alright guys, let's have a round of applause for Mr. Zac Efron!!!" The crowd cheered loudly as he stood up and walked over to the stage. "I'm going to sing The Boys are back, from the highly anticipated movie, High School Musical!!" (A.N- Zac, Vanessa and Ashley don't star in High School Musical! But Corbin does!!) So, I'd like to ask Corbin Bleu to join me in this. "Poor, Corbin… hope he has enough sense not to speak into the mike." Ashley said.

Corbin got onstage and the crowd applauded again. The emcee turned to the auditor and nodded slightly. The music started and Zac took off his coat and threw it to Jared. Oh my god, he looked so hot. He did a few moves and Corbin joined him. Then he lifted the microphone and sang. Immediately, every single person in the hall burst out laughing. Except for Zac of course. He looked bewildered.

You see, the auditor did his magic and when Zac sang, it came out in a chipmunk's voice. Ash and I were practically rolling on the floor. The look on his face was soooo comical. He turned and stared at me menacingly. I stood up and blew him a kiss. "I'M GONNA GET YOU FOR THIS!!" he shouted, forgetting that he was still holding the microphone to his mouth. Yup, his voice came out in chipmunk again. Once again, we burst out laughing. Zac got off the stage embarrassed, while Corbin grabbed his microphone and started telling jokes. The jokes were pretty good, but he was saying them in chipmunk which made them sound even better. This, I decided, was one of the best days of my life so far.

At the end of it all, I gave Ashley a big hug, and said "So good luck, to the new Mrs. Murrillo!! Have a good night!!!" I said winking at her. "Oh you bet I will!!" she said and we hugged one last time before she went over to Jared and they started making out. I walked past them tutting and shaking my head playfully. My parents had already left earlier, so I waited outside alone and took out my cell phone and started punching in my driver's number. I was about to call him, when I felt something icy cold tricking down my neck. I screamed and felt my neck. There was a pink colored cold, creamy substance. Strawberry ice cream. I turned around angrily to see who else?? Zac Efron. "That's my idea of payback, darling." He said sniggering evilly. "Thanks a lot!!!" I said, wiping off the ice cream with some tissue. Man did I hate him. It already was cold enough, and he just had to dump that ice cream down my neck.

I started shivering in my short off shoulder dress as a gust of wind blew in our direction. Zac looked a little guilty. "Hey, you cold?" he asked quietly. "NO… I'm so warm that I'm sweating." I replied sarcastically. He chuckled and took off his coat and gave it to me. "Here, it'll keep you warm," he said. I was so surprised that I just stared at him for a few seconds. Then I pushed his hands back. "Well, at least now I know you have a teeny tiny heart in you," I said and he laughed softly, "but I'm going to call my driver to come pick me up right now," I said, in a more polite voice. "Hey no problem, I can send you home," he said. Okay did I hear wrong, I thought, or did he say he'll send me home?? "No, its okay," I said, "I'll just call my…" "Really, it's no bother. At all," he said. "Am I talking to the same guy who refused to even let me touch his car in high school, and made me walk home after school one time because he thought I would damage his wonderful 'leather seats'"???" I said, laughing. "If that guy's name is Zac Efron, there's a pretty good chance you are," he said chuckling. "Well, okay then, umm, thanks," I said. He helped me with his coat and we walked together down the road to his car.

Zac's P.O.V

I opened the car door for Vanessa, and then walked over and sat in the driver's seat. Damn, I just had to admit, she looked ten times hotter than she used to in high school. She looked so sexy, in an off shoulder black dress, showing off her tanned legs. I cleared my throat and started the engine. "So, you err, still live in Parker Avenue?" I asked. "Yea. What about you?" she asked, turning to me. "I've got an apartment somewhere near your place," I said. There was no sound for awhile. Then I decided to break the silence. "So………. I watched your movie, umm, Bandslam," I said. "She turned to me, surprised. "You did??" she asked. "Yeah," I replied, "and it totally….. sucked. Not that I wanted to watch it in the first place. My mom forced me to." I said. "It so DID not. Well, not as much as 17 again sucked!!" she replied in a cool tone. I think we were both starting to open up and talk like we did a few years ago. Only we weren't being as rude as we used to be. I definitely felt more comfortable, talking this way. "Oh yes, 17 again sucked soooo much didn't it. And because it sucked so much, it was on top in the box office," I said, sarcastically. Normally, Vanessa would throw something at me, or I would dump something down her neck at this point, but we both just laughed. Maybe it was because she didn't have anything to throw and I didn't have anything to dump down her neck, or maybe were just more mature, I don't know.

As I turned round the corner, driving towards her lane, we both said two words at the same time. "Oh shit!" There was a big tree blocking our way. "What am I going to do now," she asked me, angrily. "Well this is the only way to your house." I shrugged. "That's it. Send me to Ashley's place," she said demandingly. "I would, Miss Smarty Pants, but did you forget something? SHE'S AT JARED'S PLACE!!! Plus they just got married. Imagine them making out on the sofa, and suddenly YOU come barging in, invading their privacy and whining for a place to spend the night. It's the night after their wedding for god's sake, give them a break." I said rudely. "Well, what am I going to do then??" she asked, a little less impatiently. "Jesus! Don't you have any other friends?" I asked. "Not any that live around here," she said, much softer. Oh damn. Seemed like I had no choice but to let her spend the night at my place. Ok, you can….," I sighed, "You can spend the night at my place." "Really??" she asked, shocked. "Yea, sure." I said, unenthusiastically. "Oh, umm thanks. A lot," she said gratefully. "You're welcome, I guess," I sighed.

I reversed my car and drove towards my apartments. I parked my car outside the apartments as the parking lots were probably already full, and then we walked towards my apartment. Little did we know there was someone hiding in the bushes, quietly videotaping us. When we reached my apartment, I took her to my room and turned on the lights. "Bed, bathroom, mirror, dressing table, TV." I said pointing to each one in turn. "Goodnight!" I said closing the door. "Wait!" she shouted. I sighed and opened the door again. "What?" I asked impatiently. "Where are you going to sleep?" she asked. "On the roof" I said sarcastically. She gave me a stare and I sighed. "On the sofa," I said, "now shut up and let me get some sleep," I said slamming the door shut. "Hate you!" she shouted after me. "Hate you too!" I shouted back.

Vanessa's P.O.V.

I woke up early the next morning and tiptoed into the kitchen, to see a shirtless Zac sleeping on the sofa, with a MASSIVE six pack. I gasped and turned around and walked into the kitchen. Let's see what we have here, I thought, rummaging through his kitchen. I found a carton of eggs, a few boxes of cereal (and no milk), a loaf of bread, orange juice, and three blueberry muffins. I pulled out the loaf of bread from underneath the boxes of cereal. I popped in into the toaster and fried the eggs. Then I laid it all out on the table, wrote him a short note and left.