(A/N Okay I managed to avoid it for this long, but I'm going to be switching point of views. You'll know)

Demi's POV

Okay, so now, let's take a moment to recap, I Demitra Maddox, new girl to East high and a renowned dork, just kissed Troy Bolton, super boy and totally the boyfriend of one of East High's sweethearts.

No big deal right? I don't need a social life, after all, it's my Senior year, what do I care? Please note the sarcasm in that comment. That morning after homeroom I convinced Stacey to skip and we went up to the greenhouse on the roof. Hey, I don't need Chemistry, I might not live that long if Sharpie finds out I kissed her beloved Troy.

"What's up?" Stacey asked as soon as we walked in.

"What? I can't ask my best friend to skip first period without a reason?" I took a seat and looked down at my kelly green converse.

"Everytime one of us suggested skipping you freak out." Stacey sat next to me and picked at a thread on her shirt.

"Yeah well, maybe I've decided I'm over being good little Demi."

"When did you start being good little Demi?" Stacey smiled. I rolled my eyes and cracked my neck. "I hate it when you do that."

"Well whatever." I swung my foot back and forth and made a face.

"So what's eating you Madds?" I sighed tugged on a piece of hair.

"Okay, I know you told me to stay away from Troy but,"

"Madds what did you do?" Stacey's head whipped around so fast I'm amazed it didn't fly off.

"I didn't technically do anything." I said weakly. "We were rehersing for our drama project and Sharpie thought she saw something she didn't, but she told Gabriella who got mad and Troy came over and he was teaching me guitar and my hair smells like Vanilla so he kissed me." I rushed to get the words out and I might not have made any sense, but I really didn't care at that moment.

"What?" Stacey frowned. "Give me the last half of that, but slower."

"Okay, Gabi was mad at Troy and he came over. Almost a week ago he said he'd teach me to play guitar and he decided to start that night and when he was helping me with chords... we kissed." I bit my lip and waiting for the verbal beating I was expecting, and sort of hoping for.

"Wow." Stacey nodded, looking at one of the plants. "Soo... you're now offically the other woman."

"No." I pointed a finger at her. "No I am not the other woman, it was a kiss and nothing more, I mean, it was just the passion of the moment right?" I stood up and began to pace. "It's not like we slept together or anything, infact, you're the only other person who knows, maybe this whole stupid thing will just blow over and I can find a nice mediocre boy to settle with." I paced back and forth my mind racing.

"You won't be able to that."

"Do what? let it blow over or settle?" I asked, not stopping my pacing.

"Either. Face it Demi dear, you got sucked into the vortex that is Blue eyed, crooked smiled Troy Bolton."

"Shoot me, please, just take a gun and shoot me... but not in the head. I want my hair to be donated to make wigs." I shrugged.

"Selfish and selfless all in one conversation, Madds you are an over achiver."

"Oh bite me. Come on, the bell's going to ring soon." We grabbed our bags and headed down to our second period.

Troy's POV

I felt horrible, not only did I betray Gabriella's trust, I hurt Demi and worst of all, I proved Sharpay right. That was what really got to me, that Sharpay was right about Demi and I. Yeah, I like her, I can admit it, she's cute with her vanilla scented red hair and almost unnaturally soft, pale skin. What's not to like really, other than the moodiness, the tendancy to threaten and her strange little friends? It's her imperfections that make her so great. I look at Gabriella and she's... perfect, smart, pretty she's pretty much over her stage fright.

It's just... boring now, Gabriella is like the girl you always wanted but never thought you'd get. Now I have her and she's not what I wanted. Demi she's so, I don't know. All I know is I'm dating Gabriella and I kissed Demi. The logical thing is to avoid Demi the best I can, or break up with Gabriella, but that'd just be stupid breaking up with Perfection, as annoying as she... it is.

"Dude Troy, what's up with you?" Chad ran over to me. Dodgeball was over, now we were playing Volleyball and I kept drifting out to watch Demi try and avoid getting hit in the head, until the ball would hit me.

"I don't know I'm just... not here right now." I shrugged. Chad gave me a look and started off but I stopped him. "Hey Chad, skip next period with me. I really need to ask you about something."

"Okay dude." Chad nodded, running back to his spot on the court. Now I just had to find the right way to put it.

After gym we headed up to the green house, my favorite place to go and relax. we dropped our backpacks and gym bags on the floor by the stairs and went to sit down.

"What's up?" Chad asked, pulling a snack cake from his pocket and unwrapping it.

"I kissed Demi." I stared out the glass wall where Gabriella's Chemistry class was shooting off rockets they'd made.

"No way, how was it?" I gave him a look.

"Dude, I tell you I cheated on Gabi and you ask me how it was?"

"You didn't cheat, it was one kiss, it didn't mean anything right? Right?" Chad leaned forward and smacked my arm. "Right dude?"

"I don't know!" I sighed, laying back. "I mean it was only one kiss, but it was kinda... a kiss I'd been thinking about ever since she got here. The moment Sharpay poured the water on her and she didn't just lay there and take it. If her mom hadn't of come out..."

"There'd have been one heck of a chick fight." Chad nodded.

"But Gabriella would have just taken it and run off, trying to keep from getting into trouble. I don't know, maybe I'm just crazy." I sighed again.

"Well dude, eiter break it off with Gabriella, or avoid seeing Demi outside of school ever again."

"That's the thing, why would I break up with Gabriella? She's pretty and smart and,"

"And not what you want anymore. Dude, it's not fair to you or her to just pretend." I looked at Chad with surprise.

"When did you get so deep?"

"Taylor is obsessed with Dr. Phil." Chad grimaced. "You tell anyone I watch it and,"

"yeah I know, have to protect the manly image."