I haven't read through this because I just wanted to get this out soon, so I'm sorry for any mistakes. Please read the author's note below and reply with your opinion!!

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"Do we have to be here?" Ryan asked, sinking down in his chair.

"Yes." Gabriella said, twisting around in her seat.

"Fine. But could you at least stop moving like that? You're getting me dizzy." Ryan complained dropping his head into his hands.

Gabriella turned and stared at him, "Isn't weird that Taylor and Chad aren't here either?"

Ryan peeked an eye out and glanced around the room, "Eh."

She glared at him, "'Eh?' All you can give me is 'eh'!"

Ryan sunk even lower into his chair, "Yes."

Gabriella opened her mouth to complain, when Ms. Darbus came into the room. "Good morning class! Time to talk about the next musical!"

Gabriella shot Ryan another glare as he shot up in his chair and leaned forward excitedly.

"What?" He asked her from the corner of his mouth, "I have good timing."

-

That was stupid.

Very stupid.

Damnit! Why couldn't I just, like I don't know… kill the last thing I did?

Where is all the scientist with a time machine when you need them?!

Well, they actually have to make one first.

But what's taking them so long!

Aliens?

Please.

I couldn't concentrate on Regis and Kelly's talk show as I sat in the corner of Gran's living room.

I just did the stupidest thing in the world.

Seriously.

Now don't laugh at me here. I am totally and completely one hundred percent serious!

I, Troy Bolton, just kissed my old best friend, Sharpay Evans.

Like how screwed up is that!

Well, it's not that screwed up, I've always liked her.

Not always…well yeah.

Ever since we first met, and she shared her Teddy Grams with me. Well, they were actually Ryan's, but that's beside the point.

I was stupid.

Why?

WHY!

We were perfectly happy just being friends.

Well, we weren't exactly friends yet, but we were close!

And then I had to go and ruin it by kissing her!

It felt amazing.

But it was wrong.

Way wrong.

I have no clue how long I stared at the wall saying that, but sooner than I expected Chad was shaking me. "Dude, come on. Food!" He cried before running into the kitchen.

Needless to say, breakfast was a little more than uncomfortable.

Chad's middle name must be clueless. I'm completely serious here. How he could not feel the tension between Sharpay and me, I don't know.

Taylor felt it, I can tell you that.

She kept shooting me and Sharpay sharp glances. Every time she did, I felt a small shiver run through my body. I could just imagine her eyes seeing through my phony smile. In my mind, I could see her dissecting my thoughts.

Once we finished, she sighed contently. I'm sure she's a mind reader, because she sent me a small smile before dragging Sharpay off to a different part of the house.

Clueless, sorry, I meant Chad, scratched the back of his head, "Where are they going?"

"Girl talk." My mom replied as she snatched the empty plates off the table.

I stood to help her when my dad came and pushed me towards the front door. "Troy, it's alright. Your mom and I will do these. Take Chad outside and find something to do."

"But Dad! We have to go see Gran!" I protested.

"Don't worry." My dad said with a smile, "We won't leave without you."

I opened my mouth to protest once again, when Chad grabbed my arm. "'C'mon Dude. Maybe your Gran has a basketball somewhere!"

-

"Good morning East High!" Principal Matsui called on the announcements.

"Can we go now?" Ryan cried.

"No!" Gabriella commanded, "It's only second period."

"And?" Ryan asked, shoving his face into his desk.

"We have to learn." Gabriella answered taking out her notebook.

"I'm sorry to announce that a grandparent of one of our students and faculty members has been admitted into the hospital yesterday." Principal Matsui continued.

Mrs. White looked up sharply, and the door to the room crashed open. "Did you hear?" Ms. Darbus asked.

Mrs. White nodded her head quickly, before running to the door and pushing Ms. Darbus out.

"I thought it was just a rumor."

"I suppose not. He did leave early yesterday."

"Really?"

"Yes. He never came into the theatre to ask me what his players were doing in detention. I was looking up to a good brawl."

"I saw him running down the hallway after fifth period; I wasn't sure where he was going. I assumed he was running to give you a good telling off."

"Oh Martha that's hilarious."

Gabriella stared at the doorway. What are those two talking about? She asked herself.

"Oh I do hope Jack's family is holding up okay."

"I was thinking of bringing by some banana cake tonight, would you like to join me?"

"Also, students that are in Coach Bolton's physical education classes, or a part of the basketball team, please be aware that practice and class are cancelled for today. Make sure to find a ride home." Principal Matsui said, and finished off the announcements with a curt, "Have a good day."

Gabriella's eyes narrowed and a switch went off inside her head.

"Ryan!" She cried, grabbing his forearm forcefully. "I think I might know where Sharpay is! And the mystery of Chad, Taylor and Troy's absence!"

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"What's going on?" Taylor asked, lifting herself up onto of the sink in Gran Bolton's basement bathroom.

"What do you mean?" Sharpay asked, her movements becoming forced as she sank down onto the edge of the tub.

"You know what I mean." Taylor stated, "The uncomfortable silence. The hidden glances. The…" She paused for dramatic effect and lowered her voice, "sexual tension?"

"What?" Sharpay gasped, "Who was doing it? I never saw any of that!"

Taylor rolled her eyes, "Are you serious! It was between you and Troy."

This time, Sharpay rolled her eyes. "What?"

"Don't act all stup-" Taylor began when there was an urgent knock at the door.

"Dude! I need to get in there!" Chad cried through the wood.

"One second!" Taylor replied while slipping off the countertop.

"I don't have one second!" Chad retorted.

Taylor rolled her eyes and grabbed Sharpay's wrist. She then turned around and spun the lock and opened the now unlocked door.

"Happy?" She asked him.

Chad pushed the pair to the side forcefully, before running into the bathroom and slamming the door shut.

"I am now!" He cried.

With another eye roll, Taylor dragged Sharpay towards the living room.

She spun sharply into the room, missing bumping into Troy by a fraction of an inch. But Sharpay wasn't so lucky.

Sharpay rammed into Troy, and luckily his stance was stable, or else the two of them would have crashed to the ground.

"Uhhh, I'm..." Troy began trying to find the right words.

"Yeah...sorry." Sharpay spat out before being yanked forcefully into the living room and dragged to the opposite side by Taylor.

Once Taylor was satisfied, she released Sharpay's wrist and sat daintily onto the piano bench.

Relived to be free, Sharpay collapsed gracelessly onto the carpet and covered her eyes with her palms.

"Now, what's going on between you and Troy?" Taylor asked, crossing her legs once again and placing her folded hands in her lap.

"What?" Sharpay asked, feigning confusion.

"Let's not start this again." Taylor ordered. "You may be the best actress in the school, but you're not fooling me Evans."

Sharpay lifted her hands to stare at Taylor, "You think I'm the best actress?"

Taylor nodded curtly, "Yes, but that's beside the point. Now, what is going on between the two of you?"

"Nothing." Sharpay cried, dropping her hands so they settled on top of her eyes once more.

"Sharpay." Taylor warned tonelessly. "I'm getting it out of you one way or another."

"There's nothing to tell!" Sharpay stated.

"Uh huh." Taylor said, leaning back to rest on the edge of the piano. "I'm so sure. You two were all 'buddy-buddy' yesterday and now you guys are acting like you just met each other!"

Sharpay scoffed, and let her arms drop to her sides as she sat up, "Well it's not because we kissed, I can tell you that!"

She realized her mistake and felt her upper body fall to the ground with a thud. "I just told you everything you wanted to know, didn't I?"

Taylor nodded and smiled contently, "Yeah."

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"Dude, doesn't your grandma have anything to do here?" Chad cried. His demeanor had gotten happier after his trip to the bathroom, but it was slowly diminishing as time wore on.

Troy didn't bother to answer his friend, for Chad had been going on about that for the last ten minutes. Troy let his hands trail slowly around the doorframe of the garage. He was positive that there was a key up there somewhere; he just needed to find it. He was getting near the end, and his hope was dwindling of ever finding a key when there was a shift in level. His mouth opened in slight wonder, as he pushed the thin piece of metal towards the edge. With a soft pat, the key landed on the ground.

A smile graced Troy's features as he bent to pick it up and slid it noiselessly into the lock. There was a soft click, and the door swung backwards a fraction of an inch.

Without bothering to look back to his friend, Troy pushed the door open farther and walked inside. The air was slightly musky, and the entire space was pitch black. Troy diminished the thought of opening both doors, for it would do no good. The sun was on the other side of the hill, and no light would enter the garage anyhow.

In his mind, Troy could faintly remember there being a light switch somewhere in the garage. Without a second thought, he raised his hands up and held them straight out in front of him and began blindly feeling for a wall.

A few minutes passed, and Troy was still walking around blindly. He had walked into numerous things, but eve when he looked down; he couldn't see it to find out if he was safe or if he was hurt from something hitting him.

"I can't believe there's nothing to do around here!" Chad complained loudly from outside the door.

Troy shook his, trying to worm his way back into his clear mind. For whenever he slipped out of it, he walked into another object.

"Don't you agree?" Chad asked. A few beats passed before Chad's voice changed from calm to worried and frantic. "Dude?"

Nothing.

"Dude!"

Still, no sound was made.

"Dude!?"

Once again Chad heard no reply.

Suddenly, Troy found himself in a messy, but clean, garage, and he was able to see everything around him.

Troy whirled around and stared at Chad who stood with his hand on the light switch.

"Dude, what are you doing?" Chad asked.

"I was looking for a light switch." Troy answered quietly, as he let his arms drop to his sides.

Chad raised an eyebrow at him. "Dude, what century do you live in? Don't you know that since like, forever light switches have been sitting beside the doors in garages?"

Troy didn't bother to comment on Chad's sudden knowledge on architecture; instead his sight was on a lone ball sitting in the corner.

He jogged over to it and picked it up. He turned to face Chad with a large smile as he tossed the ball in the air. "How are your soccer skills?"

-

Jane dunked a syrup covered plate into the warm bubbly water. "Troy and Sharpay are become friends again."

She passed Jack the dripping plate, and he swiped it with the dishcloth. "I know. It's nice to see them together again."

Jane nodded as she rinsed out two cups. "They'll be more than friends soon."

She handed Jack the two glasses and he nodded, "Yeah, they'll be best friends again."

Jane shook her head as she rinsed the last utensils, "No. They'll be more than friends."

"Yeah." Jack replied as she dried the last knife. "They'll be best friends."

Jane rolled her eyes as she unplugged the sink and walked to the oven to dry her hands on the dishcloth. "It's a wonder sometimes how you're not Chad's father."

Jack laughed for a moment before he scrunched his nose, "Hey!"

-

"Are you sure we're allowed to do this?" Gabriella asked her voice shaking slightly.

"I know we're not allowed to do this." Ryan replied to her.

"What?!" Gabriella cried, her voice rising in volume.

Ryan quieted her, "But we're doing it anyway."

Gabriella's eyes widened and she opened her mouth to protest when Ryan held up a hand. "You want to see Troy just as much as I want to see Sharpay, right?"

Gabriella nodded slowly, knowing the next words that were going to come out of his mouth.

"So, are you going to do this with me?" Ryan asked, setting a comforting arm on her shoulder.

Gabriella gulped and nodded once more.

Ryan smiled at her before turning and looking out from the middle of the stairs at the gym.

It was fourth period and the two of them had spent all of lunch thinking up this plan. The two of them had History at the moment, but they were willing to skip class to find Sharpay and Troy.

Ryan reached behind him and grabbed his backpack. He slung in onto his shoulder, and grabbed Gabriella's clammy hand before pulling out from beneath the bleachers and towards the doors.

It wasn't until they were a few feet away from the doors when they flew open. Without thinking, Ryan flung himself against the wall, and pulled Gabriella to him. She landed roughly in the middle of his chest just as the door flung towards them. Ryan caught it swiftly, and held onto it, shielding them from whoever entered.

Gabriella felt as if her heart was beating so fast that it was going to explode. She had never been that close to a boy before, not even Troy.

While Gabriella was trying to slow her heart beat, Ryan felt as if his heart was in his throat. He had wished to be this close to Gabriella ever since he had first set eyes on her, but now wasn't the time to fantasize. He shook his head, and peeked around the edge of the door.

Martha Cox was in the gym, and walking towards the CD player. "I can't believe I forgot my CD in here!"

Ryan stared in horror as Martha danced her way to the CD player, and he caught a view he wish he could erase.

She collected her CD and danced her way to the door.

She pulled at it and tried to pull it close, but Ryan still had a tight hold on it.

"What the...?" She asked out loud, and she began to look behind it when Gabriella pried Ryan's hand off the handle quickly and the door swung towards Martha.

"That's odd." She said to herself, before walking backwards and the door closed with a snap.

The pair collapsed onto the floor.

"That was close." Gabriella whispered as she hid her face into his chest.

"Tell me about it." Ryan replied, resting his head against the wall behind him.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, when what they were doing rested in their minds.

The two of the shot apart and stared at each other.

"Uhhh..." Gabriella breathed out, her face heating up quickly.

"Let's go." Ryan replied, hiding his face with his hat as he grabbed their bags from the floor.

He opened the door and peeked around the edge, once he was certain that the coast was clear, he handed Gabriella her bag, "Let's go."

And they did.

-

"So tell me one more time what happened." Taylor replied.

Sharpay sighed. It had been an hour since she had accidentally let Taylor know what had happened, and she had lost count on how many times she had retold the story.

"I told you, he was comforting me about how I was worried about my parents not knowing were I was. And then suddenly he leaned down and kissed me."

"That's all?" Taylor asked.

Sharpay rolled her eyes skywards. "Yes."

Taylor opened her mouth to ask another question when Jane walked into the room. "Time to go to the hospital girls!"

Sharpay looked at her and a huge smile spread across her face, "Hurray!"

Jane chuckled and pointed towards the door. "I'll give you two five minutes to get ready, alright?"

The two girls sent glances at each other before turning back to Jane and nodded.

Jane smiled at the two again, before walking out of the room.

"Do you have some make-up?" Taylor asked Sharpay as she stood up from her spot on the couch.

Sharpay shook her head as she stretched on the ground and clambered into a standing position. She began walking towards the door, when she realized that Taylor was not following her. She turned around and saw Taylor staring at her in horror. "What?"

"You don't have make-up!" Taylor breathed out.

Sharpay raised an eyebrow at her, "So?"

"You're Sharpay Evans!" Taylor cried out.

Sharpay chuckled, "Everyone has to go at least one day without make-up. Now come on. I have to wash my face."

Taylor shook her head, but followed her out of the room.

-

"You suck man." Chad complained as he knelt down onto the ground to grab the soccer ball that was caught on the low fence.

"You just say that because I'm better than you." Troy said cheekily, dancing around.

"And your point is?" Chad asked grumpily while throwing the ball to Troy.

Troy made to reply, when Jack walked up to them. "Come on kids, we're going to see Gran."

"Finally." Chad cried and ran towards the car.

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Dude, I am so sorry! I owe you guys something. Something hugeeee. I wanted to give you a huge chapter – which I did – but I wanted the chapter to complete the story – which it didn't. There's still a ways to go for this. Sorry!

I am definitely rewriting this. As you can tell, the beginning started off being first person, but then the whole chapter ended up third person. So, I have to go and fix it. So, when I hand out the last chapter I will start rewriting this and make it all third person. Somewhere in this chapter, I felt I became a more detailed writer? Yes? No? Maybe so?

Question! When I do rewrite it, would you like it better if I deleted this story and then posted a new one with the rewritten chapters in it? Or do you think I should keep this story and then just change a chapter?

I for one choose the former. I think it'd be neater.

Question! Should I rewrite the story before I give you the ending? Because I know that I will be adding more. The chapters will definitely be longer and there might possibly be more.

If the majority of you think I should rewrite it, then I will. If some people want to know the ending before I post it, I will tell them because I have it planned out in my head. Please, if you've read this put ! in your review at the beginning. : )

Please answer the questions and tell me what you think!