A/n: Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed, I really appreciated it. I'm sorry It took me so long to post this chapter but work was so hectic this week. I hope you enjoy this final part and I know it's short but a sequel is in the works and should be up very soon. Enjoy :)

Caught

The leaves crunched under his feet, as the cold wind bit at his skin.

The park was eerily quiet and as Troy made his way over to the bench, he noticed it was occupied. He sighed in frustration as he walked closer, well whoever it was would have to move; he wasn't in the mood to be courteous tonight.

As he got closer he spotted the familiar blonde hair.

Troy immediately groaned, what was she doing here?

"Sharpay"?

And it was when she turned around and saw her tear stained cheeks that he realized she knew.

She quickly wiped any emotions off her face with the back of her hands and turned to him with an icy glare "what is it Bolton?"

If it had been any other night Troy would have reacted but tonight all he could muster was to sit beside her on the cold wet bench, it was then that he realized that Sharpay was drenched.

He stared at the puddles right in front of him, hadn't he noticed it was raining?

"You've been sitting in the rain," he said dumbly.

She quickly turned her sharp gaze on him.

"Your observant Bolton" she answered sarcastically.

Troy took a moment to study her. It appeared that any ice her relationship with Zeke had melted was back. Just as cold as it was before.

They were never categorized into the friend category; really to one another they were tolerable. But still Troy couldn't help but think, she didn't deserve this either.

"I'm sorry," he said sincerely.

Her gaze softened somewhat for a second, before turning the other way, her nose in the air.

"I'm not, I'm glad it's over"

Troy sighed, Not at all surprised that she didn't return the sentiment.

Instead after a few moments she turned to face him, brushing the wet hair away from her eyes, she looked at him questionly.

"So what are you going to do about it"?

"About your broken and shattered heart"?

Not sure how to answer this Troy raised a brow "Well what are you going to do about yours"? He asked hitting back.

"Ha mine my be somewhat severed but it certainly isn't shattered, just cut"

"Well I don't see how anything can be done, at the end of the day it happened and nothing can change that"

"That's a defeatist attitude" Replied Sharpay, somewhat disgusted " I thought the almighty king of basketball had much more than that"

Troy resisted the urge to groan, why he had insisted on sitting next to such an obnoxious girl in the rain was beyond him.

"Well what do you suggest?" he asked, now feeling annoyed.

Her brown eyes now sparkling, stared into his blue ones.

"Revenge"

Troy could feel the curves of his mouth turning up into a smile as he shook his head, With Sharpay how he ever considered she'd go down without a fight was just plain stupid on his part.

Sharpay smirked "Sweet revenge"