A'N: So, sorry for the late update, this chapter is kind of…well, filler I guess. I was trying really hard to end it at the right place! But, this is my first real story, not a one-shot, and it's harder than I thought it would be. All the updating and connecting and all that jazz. So, yeah, here are my thank yous! To the reviewers: ChocolatexChicaxCasey95, JennCorinthos, girlpower8900, and World of Peace. And for the alerts, favorites, and all that stuff: MUW D'Bellegirl, XsugarbabiesX23, Eclypsexx, dreamy-blue-eyes, hollywoodbabe818, FaithlessGirl, HSMLoverAlways, and EdwardnDTL4eva411. Thanks again! Please review!

If I could imagine my first Sunday at Stanford, it would definitely not be here, in Troy and Chad's room, lying on Troy's bed, right next to him, while we watched a movie with Chad and Sharpay and Zeke, and surprisingly, Taylor. Okay, let's go back to Friday, the day we all got together at Stanford, the day we all practically met.

So, after Troy, Chad, and I had walked over to Taylor, we talked to her, ripping her away from the rest of the Academic students and away from her organized mingling organization.

"What do you need?!" she said frustrated and upset that we interrupted her conversation with another kid after Troy had said that this conversation was 'urgent and completely important and if you don't hear it, someone is going to die.' I know, how stupid, that's exactly what I was thinking.

I gave him a questioning look. "What?" he mouthed as Taylor watched us suspiciously and Chad stood there nervously.

"So, what do you guys need? I have something to run over there." She pointed her thumb over her back to the group of kids mingling oh so organized.

"Um, hi Taylor." Chad spoke up and smiled sheepishly.

"Hello Chad." She said and raised her eyebrows.

"Um, Troy?" Chad said nudging Troy's arm with a fake smile on his face. Troy just put his other hand over his forearm and smiled at Taylor.

"We're all going to hang out, you know? At our room and watch movies and stuff... on Sunday. Just cool, fun stuff." He said nodding his head.

"Really? Who's going to be there?" Taylor said folding her arms, amused by the interaction.

"Well, I am, and Chad, and Gabriella," my eyes widened as I looked at his and he just ignored me, "and, um, Zeke? And, uhh," he tapped my shoulder and whispered, "Who's was that blonde girl over there?"

"Uh, Sharpay?" I said.

"Oh! Yeah, and Sharpay and you." He said and smiled satisfied with his answer. "Just a small little get-together.

"Ah. I see, you want me to come to your guy's room and watch movies and just, hang out." She said.

"Yes! You see, I knew you would get it.!" Troy said clapping and pointing his finger at her. I giggled and he spun his head around to me and just looked at me. I'll tell you, we have these weird moments and they happen at the most random times. I just looked into his blue eyes. His blue oceanic eyes and just, drowned. Wait, snap out of it! He's just a friend, he doesn't like you like that, and neither do you! But, he's so nice, and handsome, and charming, and funny. And he doesn't like me. Maybe he doesn't like the way I dress. Maybe it's just—wait; I'm never going to change myself for a guy, even when he looks and acts like that.

"What." I said slowly never taking my eyes off of his; as if I could.

"Oh." He shook his head, "Nothing, I just stared a little, it's nothing."

"Mhm." Taylor said looking from me to him. "Just give me your dorm number and what day and time." She said getting her notepad out of her bag.

"Yeah, okay." Troy said and wrote it all down. She snapped the pad shut and turned on her heel to the group of kids that just kept getting smaller and smaller.

"I didn't even talk. I'm so stupid." Chad said as we walked to the doors to leave. Troy and I just kept walking, still aware of what had just happened. Eventually, once we were out of the doors, Troy patted Chad's slumped back.

"It's alright buddy, we all mess up sometimes. But she's coming Sunday; it's going to be fine." Troy said.

"Yeah right." Chad said, and then turned to me, "Will you find out what she likes for me?" he said pleadingly, and really, how could you turn that down?

"Um, okay, I guess." I said unsure.

"Oh! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he hugged me, "You're the best, really."

"Thanks…" I said. I do not know what I just got myself into.

***

I love the park; all the trees and the benches and all the grass. I've always loved just waling here and thinking about anything, about what the winter tree would look like in the spring, or when the birds would start singing again. I've always loved the park; it put me at ease…except for now.

So here I am, standing in the middle of the park. Okay, this sounds especially normal, nothing to make you jittery nor nervous or anything like that, but from where I'm standing, I see a trashcan with gum stuck all over it. Right next to it is a big bush. And right in between the cracks of its figure, is a pair of brown eyes to whom which belong to Mr. Chad Danforth.

"Chad, this is stupid, ask her yourself! Hang out with her yourself! Let me hangout with her with no visible ambition of trying to get answers from her!" I restrained myself from flailing my hands around, trying to act as normal as possible. I hate the fact that when you're hiding something, you can't act normal, and when you try, it's anything but normal.

"Gabster, I promise, I'll make it up to you. Now, do you understand the plan?" I could hear his voice from behind the bush where he claimed that he would hide.

"Please, go over it once more." I said sarcastically, but he apparently didn't get the point.

"Okay, so she said that she's going to meet you here right? Well, anyways, once you start talking, you ask her what she thinks about me and I'll be here, right here, and just to listen. I need to know Gabriella. She's just so beautiful, so nice, and so smart. You know?" I could hear the longing in his voice, which annoyed me to heck yet made my insides jitter from how cute he was acting.

"Aw, you're so in love. Yet so stupid."

"No, I am not stupid, I'm merely just a boy who's trying to know if the girl of his dreams likes him back, so shut up, and stick with the plan." Chad said.

"Fine." I said and stuffed my hands in my jacket's pockets. "Where's Troy?"

"Troy? Who said anything about Troy? Wait, why do you want to know where Troy is?"

"Well, you two are always together, I just figured…you know…" I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Uhhuh, whatever you say Gabs. I can set you guys up if you want, you know, just for payback."

"No way! We're just friends. That's horrible. That's…weird." I said trailing off in my sentence, is it weird?

"Holy shoot! She's coming! Okay, now Gabster, stick to the plan, don't bail, help me, make sure she doesn't see me, and ask her! You have you have to ask her and make her answer!"

"Chad! Shut up!" I said and smiled and waved at the near-coming Taylor.

"Okay, just, thank you—"

"Hey Taylor!" I said happily and nervously.

"Hey Gabriella. Are we going to go for a walk maybe?" she said pointing to the trail nearby.

"Um, no." I said sternly, though I didn't mean it to come out that way.

"Why? Isn't that what you said we would do?" she said confused. I immediately mentally slapped myself. Why, oh why did I tell her that?

"Well, yeah, but I changed my mind." I said hastily and grabbed her shoulders when she was about to look behind her; and behind her was the bush. She looked at me weirdly and I smiled at her and lifted my hands off of her shoulders.

"Okay, then…" she said and I smiled gratefully that she'd let it go.

"So, yeah! Um, I just you know, I just, um, wanted to talk to you, about the thing that we're going to do tomorrow." I said, which was the first thing that popped into my head.

"Yeah…what thing?"

"You don't remember? The thing! You know, what we're going to do tomorrow, about the get together with movies and…stuff." I said racking my mind on how to ask her about Chad.

"Oh, yeah, I remember, what about it?" she said, the both of us standing in the middle of the park next to the dreaded bush and trashcan.

"Oh, you know, anything. What kind of movie do you like?" I said.

"Anything, as long as it's not all lovey-dovey and corny and stuff. Those annoy me." She said and a small, 'Yesss." Was heard behind the bush.

"Did you hear something?" Taylor said and spun her head around.

"Nothing! It's probably just the birds or," I looked around for other people, "Or those people and pointed but instantly put my hand down; it's not polite to point.

"No, it was awfully close, as if it was behind there." She said about to go and check behind the bush.

"Waittttt!" I said and grabbed her arm, spinning her around again. "Let's go for a walk."

"But you just said—"I snapped my fingers together.

"Well, I changed my mind again! Let's go for a walk! Come on!" I said tugging on her arm.

"Wait, I just want to check." She said and shrugged off my grip as I finally just let her check. As she got closer and closer, I could see another bush bobbing, and it wasn't green; it was Chad's afro. I watched as she walked behind the bush and he crawled in front of it and gave me a frantic look. "Leave!" I hissed at him and he took off running. Taylor came back from behind the huge bush and looked at me.

"Did you say something?" she said, confusion written all over her face.

"No." I said shaking my head frantically. "I didn't say anything!"

"Oh. I think I'm hearing things, you must think I'm crazy." She said apologetically.

"Oh, it's fine." I flung my hand in front of me, kind of like a lion would do.

"Okay, let's just go on that walk then." She said and I started the way.

"So, about tomorrow, what do you think? Of…um, me?" I said and slapped myself mentally again. Who asks that sort of question?

"Well, you're pretty cool, but to be honest, a little crazy." Oooh, burn.

"Hahaha, yeah. Only today." I said jokingly and she laughed.

"I think…that we're going to be pretty good friends." She said and I smiled.

"I hope so." I shook my head and got straight to the question, no more beating around the bush. (Ahaha! Get it? Not funny? Okay, sorry…)

"So, what do you think of…I don't know, Chad?" I said and put on my best nonchalant face.

"Chad? He's…hyper, seems…cool? I don't know? What am I supposed to think?"

"Oh, anything you want, you know. Is he nice, tall, or I don't know, cute maybe?" I said.

"Cute? Yeah, I guess." She said shrugging her shoulders. Then I turned to her excitedly.

"You really think so?" I said and she blushed.

"I don't know; I like the way he talks to me." She said not looking at me.

"Ahhh…so, do you like him?" I said.

"Like him? I've only known him for a day!" she exclaimed.

"Well? I've only known you and Sharpay, who's my roommate, for a day, and I like you guys."

"Yeah, a friend like, not a more than friend like though."

"Who said anything about a more than friend like?" I smirked and she blushed.

"I just assumed that you—"she protested.

"Uhhuh. I believe you." And I suddenly just had a flashback of when Chad and I were talking about this, only between me and Troy. I shook my head and looked at Taylor.

"I'm sorry; I know what you're feeling." I said and she just looked at me.

"What do you mean you know what I'm feeling?" she asked.

"Well, Chad thinks I like Troy. And what I just said to you, he said to me like, a couple minutes before you came." I confessed.

"Don't you like Troy? I thought you guys were dating or something." She said and I kept my face straight. Do we really look like a couple? Well, I mean, that's pretty cool I think—wait, why the heck am I thinking this?

"No! I mean he's like, well, him and Chad, are like my best friends. And Sharpay and…you?" I said and she nodded.

"How long have you known him?"

"Um, like…3 days." I shrugged.

"Three days?! How can you be best friends with someone in three days?"

"Honestly, I've never really had that much friends. You guys are actually the closest I've ever been friends with." I said. Saying it out loud, I actually felt like a loner, or more than a loner than I already am.

"Really?" she said in disbelief, "Why?"

"I don't know. I've moved around a lot. People didn't really like me." I shrugged, "That's way in the past now though." I said. "Do you think I'm weird now?" I asked.

"No. Just a little." She laughed, "But, nobody is never weird…if that makes sense."

"Yeah, it does." I said and we laughed as we walked the rest of the path.

***

I walked into my dorm where Sharpay was sitting at her desk using the web-cam. Quietly, I set down my jacket on the chair next to the door. I checked out my view from the door, there, about 5 steps away was my bed and right next to it were two desks (Sharpay and I had moved our desks so that we could work closer and talk easier). Next to the desks was Sharpay's bed. In front of all that were the two closets and the door to the bathroom.

It kind of seems cramped but it really wasn't; there was a mighty fine amount of clear space in between everything, just the way I liked it. I plopped down on my bed exhausted from the misshapen at the park.

"What's got you so tired?" Sharpay said while reading her Seventeen Magazine.

"Ugh, you have no idea." I said and closed my eyes.

"Yeah, I don't have an idea, which is why I'm asking you what's got you so tired?" she said throwing her magazine to the other end of her bed and walked over to mine, sitting next to me. You could tell she was a real gossiper, a total drama-lover.

"Well—"That was as far as I got until the door busted open. Both Sharpay and I turned our heads to the door where Chad was standing there completely flustered and breathless.

"What'd…she…say?!" he said bending over and placing his hands on his knees, his afro blocking our view from his face.

"Well, she—"Again, I was interrupted.

"Wait, what the heck is going on?!" Sharpay yelled. I flung my hands up in the air frustrated turning my head to Sharpay, getting myself ready to answer her.

"Well—"

"No! Answer me first!" Chad skidded his way over to my bed, kicking the door closed while doing so, and kneeled begging me with his eyes.

"No you don't!" Sharpay yelled, "You are answering me first!" She said pointing at me.

"No way! I asked her first!" Chad said directly at Sharpay. Then, Sharpay stood up straight and pointed at his face which was looking up at her.

"I asked first actually, before you even came into the room!" Then, Chad stood up, completely angered by this. I just sat on my bed, horrified by the fight happening in front of my very eyes.

"I asked before she even came into this room!" Chad screamed.

"I asked her the day I met her!" Sharpay yelled.

"That's not even possible you…you…you Blonde Pink Lady!" Chad stuttered the best comeback he could think of; but boy, I sure hope he was better comebacks when he's not frustrated and yelling.

"Blonde Pink Lady?! Is that the best you can do?!" Sharpay yelled. I watched and wondered to myself if they were friends.

"Um, guys?" I said timidly, completely scared that they would kill me, but they continued they're yelling. Suddenly, the door flung open again, I swear, that door will break if that happens again.

"SHUT UP!" a pale girl said with a few freckles and bright red hair yelled. Just as quickly as she came, she left, leaving us all stunned and quiet. The door hung open in the still air. I turned to both Sharpay and Chad.

"So, I guess, that, maybe, you know…" I said.

"Oh, yeah." Chad said in realization of what just happened.

"Oh." Was all Sharpay said.

"I'm sorry." Chad said all of a sudden and hugged Sharpay.

"Me too!" Sharpay said hugging back.

I'm really not sure what the cause of their bipolarness was but, really, I don't know what to think of it.

"So," Chad started when he was done hugging Sharpay, "Tell me what she said!"

"Okay, so first off, she said that she has only known you for one day, limiting her feelings for you, but trust me, she feels something deep, deep down there, she just hasn't found it yet." Chad smiled successfully.

"So all I got to do is talk to her more, get to know her. Yes! Thanks Gabster! You are the best!" he hugged me tight and ran out of the door, most likely headed out to meet Troy… Troy. Well, I mean, what the heck am I thinking?

"And? My question?" Sharpay said suggestively.

"Oh, Chad just wanted me to go find out if Taylor liked him. He's an eager boy."

"Oh, and here I thought some big secret was hidden in your mind, like, you love Troy Bolton or something! Ha! That would be so funny! I mean seriously, You, Chad, and Troy seem like siblings its weird." She walked back over to her bed and chuckled while reading her magazine.

"Well," I said, hurt, and not sure why, "you like Zeke." She snapped her head at me.

"Well, yeah, at least I admitted it." She hissed knowingly.

"I don't even know him." I whispered to her, fearing that someone might come in and overhear our conversation.

"Then get to know him. Geez, it's not rocket science."

I don't know how she does it, but she seriously says the right things even when she doesn't discern it.

A/N: So, again! Review please! They mean the most to me! :D