Disclaimer: I don't own Burger Kind, Dairy Queen, or HSM.

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The next Monday at school, I walked in and at least three people said hey to me. Sure it wasn't the hundreds I was used to, but it was a start. When I got to my locker I checked myself out in the mirror to make sure my hair was looking great and there left over spinach omelet left in my dazzling teeth. I took my books out of my book bag and put them in my locker. When I turned back to my mirror, Zeke was standing there.

"Oh! You scared me!" I said turning to face him.

"Sorry. I just wanted to ask you something. Um… do you think that it would be possible for… you and me to… you know maybe-"

"Go out? I'd love to. You have my number." I closed my locker and started to drama class, then turned around, "Call me." Zeke was still standing there when I looked over my shoulder. I did feel a little bad about playing him like this, but girls got to do what girls got to do.

Ebony and Ivory

"Where are you going, honey?" my dad asked.

"I'm going out on a date." I said putting my earrings on in the hall mirror. I was wearing a plum colored top that was scrunched up at the top and a pair of dark blue skinny jeans. It was my own personal design. I wanted to become a fashion designer when I got older. If the acting thing fell through of course. Daddy didn't approve.

"Well it's good to see you going out again, Sharpay. Who's the lucky guy?" Daddy said over his newspaper. Shoot! He wasn't supposed to find out I was sort of going out with Zeke Baylor! What was I supposed to do?

"Um… well he's uh… he's new at school." I said, making it up as I went along.

"Oh. Well, have fun. Be back by eleven!" He said just as the doorbell rang.

"'Kay Dad! Bye!" I squeezed out the door opening it as little as possible. The last thing I wanted was for Dad to see Zeke.

He was standing a good five feet from the door when I got outside. He was wearing a teal and orange polo that complemented his chocolate skin tone. His blue jeans had a hole in the left knee and they looked worn. I had to say, I was slightly impressed. Slightly.

"Hey, Zeke. Let's go." I pulled him towards the car that was parked in front of my house. Did he have to park such a long distance from the house? All my dad would have to do is peak out the front window and see my towing Zeke down the driveway.

When we got to the car Zeke opened the passenger door for me. So he was one of those polite guys? Didn't see that one coming. I got in the car and buckled up faster then you can say Broadway. Zeke walked around to the other side of the car and got in. Luckily, I don't think that my dad saw us. "So, where are we going?" I asked.

"I was thinking Burger King and then maybe Dairy Queen for dessert. That okay?" He said looking very serious.

Burger King?! What was he thinking? Did he know who he was taking out for dinner? Sharpay Evans doesn't eat at cheap fast food restaurants with fat, old, crusty people! The thought itself made me sick.

The expression on my face must have said what I was thinking because Zeke laughed. "You know I was just kidding, right?"

I blushed. "Oh."

Zeke laughed again. I had never noticed it before but when he laughed his deep brown eyes sparkled. I thought that only happened with people who had blue eyes, but he proved me wrong. His eyes were like a big pool of mud bath at the spa I was just waiting to soak in. Wow, Sharpay. That sounded really cheesy. I thought.

"Actually, I thought that we could try that new Italian place. Sound good?" Zeke said interrupting my thoughts.

"Much better." I said relieved.

He, of course, laughed.

The restaurant was very quiet and quaint. The walls were a bright shade of red. Almost the same color as my great grandmother's lipstick. The tables were decorated with a single rose in a vase and an oil lamp. They also were covered in a white table cloth. I would give it 4 stars.

Once we were seated, a woman with multiple lip, ear, and nose piercings came to take out order. I got the ravioli stuffed with mushrooms and Zeke got the lasagna.

After she left, Zeke asked, "So why did you say yes?"

Confused, I asked, "To what?"

"To this date. Two months ago you wouldn't give me the time of day. And now all of the sudden you're flirting with me." He seemed a lot more confident tonight then usual.

"Um… well I-"

"Ravioli?" The waitress said in a monotone voice. She gave us our orders and trudged back to what I assumed to be the kitchen.

"So you were saying?" Zeke persisted while cutting his lasagna with his fork.

What was I supposed to tell him? Oh, the only reason I ever considered going out with you is so I could be popular again? No that wouldn't work. Was I supposed to lie to him? I really should have thought about this before. What did I think we were going to talk about? The weather? The way I saw it I could do one of two things. One: lie to him and continue on with it until we are married and have six kids. Or two: tell him the truth and possible loose him. I knew what the right thing was to do but I didn't want the outcome it came with.

"Zeke, I have to tell you the truth." I sighed, "The only reason that I wanted to go out with you tonight is so that I could get my friends to focus on me and not Gabriella and Troy. But now I see how shallow that was of me and that I was completely wrong about everything. Especially you. I thought you were just some desperate guy and that I would never be able to spend more then two minutes with you without dying. But I was wrong. You're nice and polite and funny. You're a really great guy and I really like you. And now I've screwed up every chance I had with you. So I understand if you don't want to see me anymore."

"Are you finished?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"Good. Sharpay, I'm not stupid. I figured something was up when you suddenly wanted to be around me. But I'm okay with that."

"You're okay with the fact that I used you for my own selfish benefit?" He really was perfect.

"Well, no but if you can promise me you won't do it again I'm willing to forget about it." He smiled.

I smiled, relived. "Oh, is that all I have to do?"

He laughed. "Well that and you have to go out with me again."

"Deal. I promise to never use you again and next Friday night we are going out again." So that was over. I didn't know why, but I felt like this was the start of something wonderful.

On the way back to my house, we talked about school and basketball. Not my favorite subjects but whatever.

"So do I get to meet you're parents?" he asked.

No. No way. Nope.

"I don't think that would be the best idea. My dad-"

"Doesn't like my kind of people? Yeah, I've heard that. It's okay though." Zeke said smiling for the zillionth time tonight "Another time right?"

"Yeah. Another time. I do still have to keep my promise don't I. Next Friday right?"

"Yep, pick you up at seven." He said, "Goodnight, Sharpay."

Before I knew what was happening, he was kissing me. It was warm and sweet- and short. My front door opened and light shone on the car. But we were still out on the street so my dad couldn't see who was in the driver's seat. "Sharpay?" my dad called.

"Don't get out of the car. I'll see you on Monday at school." I said getting out of the car, yelling to my dad that I was coming. This was going to be tough keeping Zeke a secret from my parents. But definitely worth it.

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Okay I don't know if you noticed it but I put a Twilight shout out in there. Anyway, R&R!