Note: Well I finally have another update for you guys... sorry that it took so long. If you read the note I posted yesterday you know that I've been sick and while I'm not feeling 100 quite yet, I'm feeling well enough to write. I'm working on the last chapter right now and I hope to be able to post it for you guys tomorrow. So have a great day and thanks in advance for reviewing the chapter!


Chapter 9

Jason was waiting at Chad's locker when Chad arrived to the school on Monday morning.

"Just so you know, I won't be at your baseball party," Jason informed him. "I was invited to a dinner party."

"Jason, there is no baseball party," Chad shook his head as he opened his locker. "Ryan just told his mom that to make Sharpay mad. Hey what's this?" He pulled the envelope from the shelf in his locker and opened it. "Guess what, I was invited to the dinner party too."

"Of course you were," Jason rolled his eyes. "You're always invited to everything." He threw his hands in the air and stormed off.

"What was that all about?" Taylor asked as she walked up to Chad's locker.

"You don't want to know, believe me," Chad shook his head. "So, I got this in my locker this morning." He held up the invitation. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about it, would you?"

"It just so happens that I do," Taylor smiled. "But I'm not going to tell you anything, except that I got a totally cute dress for it."

"What color?" Chad asked her.

"Can't tell you, but I know you're going to love it," Taylor giggled as she leaned against the locker next to Chad's and he leaned over to kiss her.

"Ahem," they jumped apart when they heard somebody clear their throat.

"Hey," Troy greeted them. "How's it going?"

Taylor stood up straight and moved so Troy could get into his locker. "I'll see you later, Chad," she said. "Bye Troy."

"You two are chummier than you've been," Troy stated as he opened his locker. He pulled the white envelope off the shelf and opened it then sighed. "So our plan to get whatever they planned with Sharpay canceled failed."

"It might now be too bad," Chad shrugged. Troy paused to look at his friend. "What?"

"What did Taylor do to you on Friday night?" Troy asked him.

"Nothing," Chad replied. "We just talked and made out by the swings at the elementary school."

"Oh cool- wait, did you saw at the elementary school?" Troy asked flabbergasted.

"Yeah, the place where we met after the soccer ball you kicked hit her in the back of the head," Chad nodded.

"Okay, must I point out once again that if you hadn't been picking clovers the ball wouldn't have hit her!" Troy exclaimed.

"Whoa there captain," Chad laughed. "I wasn't blaming you. I mean, you're the reason she's part of my life. So thanks for helping me out in kindergarten, man."

"Mom, we have to think of someway to keep Ryan out of the house all day Saturday," Sharpay said as they shopped for table settings on Tuesdays afternoon. "I don't want him under foot nor do I want him to figure out what's going on."

"You can't kick him out of the house for the day, pumpkin," her mom replied.

"But he'll be in the way," Sharpay whined. "If only there was something for him to do."

"Well, he could have gone to that thing at his curly friend's house had you not forced them to cancel it," Mrs. Evans commented as she picked up a crystal pitcher. "This one is very-"

Sharpay paid no attention to her mother as she whipped out her cell phone and sent Taylor a text message.

Tell Chad to invite the guys over on Saturday. We'll change the meeting place to his house. Pass it on Shar

Taylor sighed as she snuggled with Chad as they sat in the living room of her parents' house watching cartoons with her 11-year-old sister Baylee. Taylor had hoped that Baylee would go to a friend's house so she and Cad could be alone, but, of course, the one day she and Chad had nothing to do after school, Baylee's friend had to go to the dentist.

"Baylee, did you get your homework done?" Taylor asked her, hoping she could send Baylee upstairs.

"Uh huh," Baylee replied, her eyes never leaving the TV.

They sat there for another few minutes before Chad whispered, "Meet me in your room." Then he stood and headed for the stairs.

"Where's he going?" Baylee asked, turning around when the show went to commercial.

"Probably to the bathroom," Taylor shrugged. "And he's using the one upstairs because he refuses to use the one down here since he got stuck in there that one time."

"Whatever," Baylee said, turning her attention back to the TV.

Taylor waited until Baylee was completely engrossed in what was happening on TV before she went upstairs. She went into her room and found Chad sitting on her bed.

He stood and met her in the middle of her room. He cupped her chin and was about to kiss her when her cell phone rang.

Taylor smiled apologetically and grabbed the phone off her desk. "It's Sharpay," she rolled her eyes after looking at the caller ID. "It shouldn't take long, hopefully." She hit the go button and said, "Hey Sharpay."

"Did you get my text message?" Sharpay demanded.

"I don't know," Taylor replied. "Chad's here and I-"

"Chad's there? Let me talk to him," Sharpay ordered.

"Okay," Taylor said and held the phone out to Chad. "She wants to talk to you."

"Hi Sharpay," Chad said, cautiously. "What's up?"

"I need you to entertain my brother Saturday," Sharpay informed him. "And he'll need to get ready at your house. Also, we're changing the meeting place from East High to your house."

"Uh ok," Chad responded, still trying to comprehend everything she had said.

"Fabulous! Ryan will be there at noon," Sharpay said before hanging up.

"What did she want?" Taylor asked him.

"I think she's forcing Ryan to hang out with me on Saturday," Chad said, scratching his head. "That girl talks way too fast for her own good."

"Well consider yourself lucky that you won't be stuck with here all day on Saturday," Taylor sighed. "I'd taken Ryan over Sharpay any day." Chad nodded in agreement. "I guess we should get back downstairs before Baylee starts to wonder what we're doing." She opened the door and nearly ran into Baylee.

"You are so busted," Baylee grinned at her sister. "You know you and Chad aren't allowed to be in your room with the door closed."

"Chad, we'll meet you down stairs," Taylor said before yanking her sister into the room.

Chad shook his head and went downstairs. Sometimes he wished he had siblings, but when he saw how annoying his friends' siblings could be, he was glad that he was an only child.

"So we're on to hang out tomorrow afternoon, right?" Chad asked as he and Troy walked to Chemistry on Friday.

"Yup," Troy replied. "Though I'm not sure how we'll be able to do what we usually do because of Ryan." Chad raised an eyebrow. "Because there will be five of us." Troy clarified.

"You can count me out," Zeke said, falling in step with them. "My aunt called me last night and asked me to help her cook for a catering job she has Saturday night."

"So that takes care of one problem," Troy stated. "But I still have no clue what we'll do. I mean, we can't play baseball with only two people on a team and I don't think-"

"We'll figure it out later, Troy," Chad shook his head. "Zeke, I didn't know your aunt had a catering business."

"She started it a few months ago," Zeke shrugged. "She's done several small parties where she's just been doing appetizers, but this time she's doing a dinner party and my uncle usually helps her, but he got called away for business."

"Well have fun with that," Chad nodded. "Just don't be late getting to my house, your girlfriend will freak."

"Why are we meeting at your house, anyway?" Troy asked him.

"Who knows," Chad shrugged. "I asked Taylor the same thing and she said she had no idea and that it was all Sharpay's idea."

"That's what I was afraid you were going to say," Troy sighed.