Plot/Summary: Friendship is a powerful thing. With seven years since they've last seen eachother Sharpay, Ryan, Troy, Gabriella, Taylor and Chad have decided to reunite their friendship. What surprises are in store? And most importantly... will they be able to keep their friendship together?

Pairings: Troypay, Ryella, Chad/OC and Taylor/OC

Disclaimer: The plot and made-ups are mind. Nothing more... nothing less. Everything else, sadly, belongs to Disney.

Other: Rating may later change due to slightly bad language and possible use of alcohol. Also, I'd like to note that as of November 9, 2008 I have reposted chapters one and two with new edits. Enjoy.

Chapter 3

"Mirabelle, Jake, you guys ready for some fun?" The brunette asked with another smile. She unbuckled first the little boy and then the little girl, helping both out of the van.

The little boy was about seven years old. He had light brown hair and green eyes. He wore a pair of denim shorts and a light blue t-shirt with Spongebob on the front.

The little girl was about five years old. She had long curly light brown hair and green eyes. The little girl wore a pink dress with Strawberry Shortcake on the front. Her long brown hair was in two braids... one on each side of her head.

"Yeah!" Both the little boy and girl exclaimed. The little boy then added, "Come on, Aunt Gabi!"

"Alright, alright." The older woman smiled. She grabbed one of each of the children's hands and walked towards the doors of Lava Springs... not too sure as to what to expect.

Lava Springs truly hadn't changed all that much. Not really at all, infact. As the brunette woman pushed open the doors and made her way towards the front desk, she'd glanced around at the lobby. The only thing that had changed was the pictures on the walls and the trophy cabinet. Even they truly hadn't changed that much.

The trophy cabinet had expanded and now contained even more trophies than it had nearly seven years ago. As for the pictures? The woman could recall that last time they were of the Evans' family –a family of blonds- and, of course, their Yorkie Dog. Now, however, the pictures were of a slender brunette, a little blond girl, an older blond boy… and two people who looked to be in their late fifties. None of the pictures were the same as she remembered them to be.

Everything tends to change, though. She'd known this for a fact. So instead of staring at the pictures as if she didn't know this, she made her way up to the front desk. A bubbly receptionist greeted her and the two children as soon as they arrived. "Welcome to Lava Springs! My name is Karrie. Do you have a reservation or what can I do for you today?"

"Uhm… hello. My name is Gabriella Montez… and I was wondering if you could tell me where the dining room is located? I'm meeting up with some old friends from High School." The woman explained, slowly. She knew it probably sounded ridiculous to the girl, but she didn't really care. She was nervous enough without having to worry about what the stranger thought of her.

"Oh, of course! Mr. Evans mentioned you." The bubbly receptionist, Karrie as she had introduced herself, exclaimed. Gabriella, the other woman, was slightly surprised and yet relieved at the same time. So someone hadn't forgotten! There was still hope.

With a soft smile, Gabriella meekly nodded. Karrie continued on as she ran her finger down a large notepad. "Here it is! Go straight down the east hallway. The dining room is on the left; you can't miss it. I believe Miss Evans, Mr. Evans, Miss Anya, and a few others are there already. Don't hesitate to ask if you need help." With a large all-too-happy smile, Karrie quickly explained this. Gabriella nodded and than turned to the kids.

"Are you two ready?" With a chorus of 'Yeahs!' Gabriella smiled once more at Karrie, thanked her, and then started off down the East Hallway with the two kids. She couldn't help but to wonder if she'd recognize her friends. And, who was 'Miss Anya? But, she was sure to find out soon. Too soon, it seemed.

"Da-ad! I don't want to hang out with a bunch of old boring people! I want to go eat ice cream… and watch Spongebob. Or play basketball… or-"

"Darren. Please, just be quiet for like… ten seconds." Interrupting his little boy, Chad sighed inwardly as the family of four approached the front doors of Lava Springs. Darren was too much like Chad had been when he was little. And Chad was regretting not dropping both him and his little girl off at their grandparents' house for the day. What had he been thinking? "I know you don't want to be here… but this is important to me."

Approaching the front counter, Chad was relieved as his wife finally got the little boy to quiet himself down. Thankfully, the little girl in Chad's arms was still asleep. So, he made it a point to speak quietly as he reached the front counter.

"Hi there! Welcome to-"

The bubbly receptionist was all but quiet. Chad couldn't help but to glare at the woman as he cut her off in mid-sentence. "Yeah, yeah. I know where I'm at… I practically lived here when I was a senior. But, I was wondering if anyone showed up talking about a meeting thing with some old friends? And, before you ask… my name is Chad Danforth."

The receptionist just starred at the man for a few brief seconds, before rolling her eyes. With out even looking down at her papers, she pointed to the nearby hall. "Go straight down the hallway and swing a left. Make sure you give your 'friends' a hello for me, will you?" The woman was quick to answer the man, hoping he was just leave. God, how she hated rude people.

"Great." Chad was quick to head down the hall, not wasting any time. His wife muttered a faint 'sorry' and then followed with their little boy. Oh, how she hoped Chad had gotten the right date.

"Mr. Evans! Oh, thank goodness, I've been searching for you and your sister nearly all morning." Ryan had barely managed to check himself, his sister, and Taylor in with Karrie when a rather winded girl rushed from the west hallway. With clear desperation in her voice, she looked between Ryan and his small posse, wondering if she'd be rude to continue.

"Is something wrong, Stacie?" Ryan hesitated briefly as he gave an apologetic look at Taylor and her fiancée. Stacie was the one in charge of organizing the events at Lava Springs. Tomorrow they were supposed to be holding the annual 'Summer Splash', which, in short, was a poolside party. So the woman had been altra stressed lately.

"Well, actually… yes." Stacie hesitated once more. Her eyes now shifted to Anya, to who she knew was Sharpay's daughter. Then, they shifted to Taylor and Terrance. She wasn't sure she should speak of the business in front of the guests. "Can I see you in the conference room? Your parents told me to confront you and your sister about it. But, Miss Evans isn't around…"

"Just one second, Stacie. I'll meet you in the conference room by the kitchen." Ryan dismissed the girl, who was quick to agree. Then, he turned to Taylor and Terrance. "Erm… sorry about that. But, I'm going to have to excuse myself, if you don't mind? Tell Shar I'll meet up with you guys in a bit. Stacie really needs me… do you know where to go?"

Terrance looked to Taylor, who was nodding. "Of course, Ryan. And really, it's no problem. Do you want me to take… Ana, was it?" Hoping to be of some help, Taylor nodded toward the little girl who was in Ryan's arms still. She seemed rather drowsy.

"That would be great." Ryan gave a small smile, carefully handing off the little girl to Taylor. "I'll meet you in a few. Thanks a lot, Taylor." Then, dismissing himself, Ryan scurried off in the direction Stacie had left in. Taylor looked to Terrance, and Terrance glanced at Anya.

"Shall we walk?" Terrance slid Anya out of Taylor's arms and into his own. Then, taking her hand, he followed her lead down the hall toward the dining room.

The challenging look was soon replaced with a soft smirk, and the only words escaping the brunette woman's lips were very simple. "The one and the only."

There was no doubt in Troy Bolton's mind that this woman was the Sharpay Evans he'd known in high school. So, without further hesitation, the male pulled the rather petite woman in for a hug. It took her a few seconds to respond, but, just as he had expected, she soon wrapped her own arms around him. Both were quick to relax into the hug. Finally, after seven long years, they were together again.

But, before Troy had much of a chance to ask her how she'd been doing, a little girl's voice came down the hallway. "Mommy!" And, with out explanation, Sharpay pulled back with wide eyes. Spinning around, he watched as she starred down the hallway toward the voice. "Mommy!" At the sound of the voice again, Sharpay leaned forward a bit. It was long before a little blond girl came rushing around the corner. Running fast, she was soon at Sharpay, holding tightly to her legs. "Mommy!"

Mommy? Troy gave a rather puzzled look as he watched Sharpay react to the little girl. For some reason, she didn't seem very surprised by this. He, however, was suddenly full of questions. Was this little girl really Sharpay's? If so, was she married? Did she have other children? Oh, god, he had to keep up on their lives more.

"Anya… what in the world do you need? I thought you were with Uncle Ryan?" Sharpay's voice sounded rather upset, and startled. Also, slightly worried… but the expression on her face could tell anyone that this was nothing new. Clearly the little girl must have been just as much of a drama queen as her mother. And, Troy soon noticed, that she was almost a mirror resemblance of Sharpay when she had been little.

"No. Uncle Ryan ran off with some girl. Then, he handed me to Taylor and her flea-on-say Terry. Then, Terry started calling me Ana. And then-" The little girl seemed rushed, urgent almost. Sharpay hoisted her to her lap, with a small sigh. Running her fingers through the girl's hair she gave an apologetic look to Troy.

"Anya, please just slow down."

"But Mommy! Terry is scary!" Anya gasped. "So I had to do it, Mommy! I had to."

Sharpay sighed once more and glanced to Troy. The poor man seemed beyond confused. Which, Sharpay couldn't help but to say, she was as well. "Had to do what, Anya?"

"I kicked him. Then, I came to find you." The little girl gave a slightly proud smile as she looked to her mother. Sharpay groaned, sliding her daughter off her lap and between her and Troy. She then placed her head in her hands. Boy would her own mother be happy when she heard this complaint from the guests.

But then, from beside her, she could hear her daughter scream. Looking up, she could see the little girl looking down the hallway, Troy chuckling, and… a black couple walking their way?

Without saying a word, and not even thinking about telling Anya to stop screaming, Sharpay just watched as the black couple approached them. The man looked annoyed… the woman looked… relieved? For some reason, the woman seemed to be looking right at them with her relieved expression… and it was only then that Sharpay realized just how familiar the woman looked.

"Taylor?"

AN:

Yay! I finally posted chapter 3. Sorry for the wait! I also apologize that it's so much shorter than the previous two chapters. haha. Also, I changed Chapter two's ending. A lot. I'd check that out. Chapter one also had some minor changes done, too. As for my other stories... I posted a new one; fanfiction deleted best friends :(; and I'll update the others soon.

Now please review so I update this one soon, as well! All comments, questions, or suggestions are welcomed. ;)