So still I'm gonna do everything,
I'm gonna make it right,
I'm gonna make it good,
I'm gonna do it alright,
I'm gonna write it down,
I'm gonna make a sound...yeah
I'm Doing Everything (For You)--The Rocket Summer

Kelsi smiles as she passes a few soccer girls who all smile and greet her with 'hey' or 'what's up?'. She looks away from them and scans the crowd for the return of Taylor or Gabriella who she hasn't seen all night. She needs one of them to talk to, or else she will have no idea what she's doing.

She's trying to find some girl who she feels relatively close to so she can share what's going on with her and Jason in hopes that she's doing things right. She needs guidance, and so far as minutes have gone by since Jason left her to take a piss, the exact words Jason used, she has spotted no one. A guy can only pee and walk back with girls and guys trying to stop him for so long. It is inevitable for him to show back up again and then they'll start talking about movies; their last conversation before he left.

"He left you?" A slurred voice asks with hints of amusement.

Kelsi turns around. Her hands rest on the edge of the counter top; the only thing that's separating her and Ryan was a lousy bar that all dorms have so the kids can prepare food on and have work space.

"Hey Ry." Kelsi chooses to ignore Ryan's comment. "I didn't know that you were here." She smiles softly at him; hoping he would buy the lie. The truth is; she just didn't know how to act which is why she needs Taylor or Gabriella to come and help her.

"Funny. I swore you looked at me five minutes ago." His voice is hard.

"Look, I was meaning to come over and talk to you."

He rolls his eyes. He isn't stupid. "You better go back to him. Wouldn't want him getting the wrong ideas." Ryan hisses as Kelsi turns her head and sees Jason entering the lobby and looking around for something; presumably her.

"Look Ry--" She stops talking once she realizes he's not standing by her anymore and she's talking to thin air. She sighs and turns her head to the sides to see if she can spot him anymore, but can't.

"Hey you." A husky voice speaks from behind her. Kelsi turns around and tries to smile for Jason who's holding two more red cups, but she knows it's fake, and she won't be surprised if he knows that it's fake since she never is a good liar. "What's wrong?"

He sets the cups down on the green marble counter top and looks her up and down to make sure she isn't hurt physically.

"I don't uh, really know."

"Well then," he picks up the cups again and gives her one, "we're just gonna have to fix that, aren't we Miss Neilson?"

Kelsi can't help the small smile overtake her face while she let's the cup linger at her mouth. "So what were we talking about before?" She changes the subject.

"So we've floated around this topic for days now. We have to talk sooner or later." Taylor murmurs into the nighttime air that puts chills on your arms.

By now Chad and Taylor are just walking side by side on the one of many paths their school has. Their arms were long before this disconnected right when they stepped outside and fell into an uncomfortable tipsy silence.

"I'm not avoiding. You're the one who doesn't seem to talk nowadays." Even though he puts it in the bluntest way; you can still hear the slightest trace of hurt in his tone. "So let's talk Miss McKessie. What's new with you?"

"Zeke." She states quietly and you can hear the littlest growl vibrate in Chad's lower throat.

"I think you heard me wrong. I asked what's new with you. Not what's old with you."

"Chad…" Taylor's voice trails off not knowing how to do this, but yet can still picture this little perfect picture in her mind of her and Chad being good friends again while her and Zeke are still together. Simple. Right? "Come on Chad. Be reasonable, please?"

"Fine." He growls. "How is my good friend Zeke?" He asks sarcastically.

"Stop."

"No really. What's he been up to lately? I haven't had the chance to talk to him and be buddy-buddy."

"Okay, I get it. You can stop."

"Seriously though; I can probably call him right now if you want me too. Although you'd have to give me his number first."

"STOP." Taylor snaps, and for once that night Chad listens to her. "Maybe that's too much to ask; for you and him to get along, but we have other things that we have to talk about. We can't just avoid it."

The alcohol is making it's way through his body; although he's still not to the point of being drunk that he wants to reach, but being extremely tipsy is good enough for now. At least until they head inside again.

"Fine then. What is on Taylor McKessie's mind?" Chad asks smugly.

Taylor rolls her eyes while stopping her walking; causing Chad to stop walking, like a domino effect, and stare at him incredulously. "WE ALMOST KISSED! How can you not know that's what I'm TRYING to talk to you about?!"

"What do you think?" Her quiet voice that hasn't spoken since he's made the 'flirty' comment five minutes ago asks.

Troy opens his mouth to speak while Gabriella flicks off the flashlight. He shuts his mouth not exactly knowing how to react since his eyes have to adjust. He wait's a couple of seconds, leading into a minute before he finally squints his eyes and takes in the scenery before him.

He knows they're standing about ten feet away from a cliff leading down into a canyon. He can hear the soft trickle of a stream at the bottom. His feet shuffle on the dry dirt he's standing on; surrounded behind him and on both sides of him is three feet high grass, creating a meadow. There's a big oak tree providing shade nearly thirty feet away. And a big boulder five feet away from the cliff's edge.

He can see across the small canyon and onto the other side where there's more grass creating a plain and mountains in the background. He knew that there was mountains near his school as the earth science class camped there once a year, and that is something him and Chad have been looking forward to since freshmen year. And when there's no classes traveling there for hiking or camping, which you're not allowed to do by yourself if you're a student, then tourists and families go there for vacation.

"Well?" Gabriella prompts with a surreal look on her face. He turns his attention away from this place as he can't even imagine what it will look like when the sun is shining. He imagines it will be sort of like a dream look. A purple haze, wind gently blowing, the tree creating perfect shade and calming look.

He looks at Gabriella and sees that she's looking at it the same way he is. Like she can't believe this place is real.

"I think I'm gonna have to kill you so I can call this my safe haven." Troy says lightly. "But what's up with the art stuff?" He motions to the small athletic bag that's on his back.

"I left mine in the art room and that's locked right now. And I wanted to draw it right now before I lose my focus. Simpler terms: you're the only one who's not intoxicated who I know takes art seriously." Gabriella smiles cheekily at him.

"You called me here so you can draw at," he looks down at his watch, "eight at night? When there's no light whatsoever so you can't see what you're actually drawing?"

Gabriella shrugs her small shoulders and drops her small athletic soccer bag down on the ground; pulling out a small dark blue hooded sweatshirt.

"Why not? This is the time where you get to draw and fill in whatever color you want." She puts on the sweatshirt that clings to her small body. Troy can't help but stare as she pulls a can of something out of the bag. "Here."

He raises his eye brow at her in questioning. "You planned to bribe me with beer?" He smirks after a couple of seconds of looking down at her disapprovingly. "You know me too well Brie." He snatches the beer out of her hand, but stops before opening it. He suddenly has a better idea.

Sharpay is standing with her three good friends, Jackie, Emma, and Lea. They're scanning the crowds while noticing that Troy is no where in sight.

"So what was your big idea for the musical?" Emma asks Sharpay quietly from the side of her mouth as everyone knows that those two were the closest friends out of the four.

Sharpay let's her lips stay attached to her red cup before narrowing her eyes on the crowd some more. "It doesn't matter."

"You know, we forgot something." Jackie, the darker skin girl, looks at Lea.

"Yeah." Lea adds. "We um…back in our rooms."

Emma and Sharpay look at their two friends in a little amusement; knowing that that is always their lame excuse to leave their group and branch off with some guys.

"We'll be back."

Jackie and Lea both depart; scurrying out of the room in a fit of giggles. Not long after they leave, two guys walk past Sharpay and Emma; glints in their eyes.

"So what's the deal with you? You and Brad still broken up?" Sharpay asks demandingly as she always wants new gossip.

Emma's natural soft, thin blonde hair falls in front of her ear, framing her tan face; creating a curtain from Sharpay momentarily before she drapes it back again.

"Oh yeah. Him and his perfect grade point average make a better couple than us I guess." Emma says with a bitter tone. "You and Troy?"

"Fabulous." Sharpay's first instinct kicks in and she answers instantaneously. She shouldn't have to second guess it.

"I envy you two." Emma's soft voice whines while she leans back against the light yellow wall of the lobby. "I thought Brad was the one and now he's only concentrating on schoolwork and…," she trails off as her green crystal eyes find a liking to someone who's she's known for almost her whole life. Is it the alcohol that's making her see him in a new light, or is it the new brooding look that he has going on for him, but whatever it is…it's making him look very appealing.

"And?" Sharpay barks.

"And what?" Emma asks while straightening up again.

Sharpay rolls her eyes. "Do I have to repeat everything? And I quote, I thought Brad was the one and now he's only concentrating on schoolwork and…And what?"

"And basketball." Emma doesn't miss a beat now. She looks away from her best friend and sees him in a plain white polo and dark blue jeans. A scowl is on his face while he's sitting at the bar; a drink in hand. A brooding face definitely works for him.

"Are you looking at my brother?!"

"Dude, what's up with you?" Zeke asks while kinking one eye brow at Ryan. Even though he just got to the party after showering from playing a pick up game with some of the guys, he still knows something's wrong with his friend. It is pretty hard to miss when usually Ryan Evans is always in a good mood.

Ryan just nods his head a little and lets out a small grunt.

Zeke follows Ryan's eye line and his face turns sympathetic. "You know, maybe it's good that they're talking? You can move on and start over?"

If looks could kill Zeke would be six feet under due to Ryan's fire breathing eyes. Zeke throws two hands up in the air defending himself as Ryan doesn't even have to say anything for him to realize maybe that's not what Ryan wants to believe also.

"Sorry. Maybe they're just talking about…EARTH SCIENCE! Yeah, earth science. You know how WE too have to talk about earth science. Maybe this is the only time that they can do it?"

"Still." Ryan's voice is low. "I don't like it."

"Come on man. We know Jason. You've known him for three years and you practically live with him." Zeke reasons.

"I also dated Kelsi. And now he's talking to her like they've been best friends since kindergarten."

"Okay. Change of subject: did you tell Tay I would be late? I don't see her here." Zeke looks around, but no one who resembled Taylor catches his eye.

Ryan shrugs. He actually had forgotten the message he was supposed to deliver to her. "Um…I think I might…um…I think she went on a walk." Zeke looks at Ryan suspiciously. "Yeah, that's right. I saw her and Chad walk past me outside."

Zeke breathes a sigh of relief. At least Chad is with her. She will be safe and that means that he can actually start to party; starting with a drink. "Thanks man." Zeke pats Ryan on the back and starts to walk off. "And don't let them get to you. They're probably just talking about science. How much boring can that get?"

Ryan scratches the back of his neck while ripping his eyes away from Kelsi and Jason. Zeke is probably right. They have their first science project due in a couple of weeks and if you get behind in that class then you don't get to go on the camping trip in the middle of November. Nobody wants to miss that.

"You know," she calls with an eye roll, "this is not what I had in mind. I offered you beer, but instead you come up with something that I have no idea why I agreed to it in the first place."

Gabriella still has no idea why she agreed with Troy when he declined the beer she gave him, and instead is now sitting on top of the boulder, her body turned sideways, and she's leaning back on her hands a bit so they prop her up.

"Just hold still!" Troy instructs her while shining the flashlight on her. "I need to concentrate!"

"You're never going to concentrate if I keep talking. Which by the way, is my plan so you can't finish whatever you're drawing!"

Troy rolls his eyes again while shining the flashlight onto Gabriella's small body. "You know exactly what I'm drawing, or shall I say who I'm drawing? Just hold still!"

"But why?!" Gabriella whines. This is not exactly what she wanted right now as she doesn't know how comfortable she is with this situation, but figures she must be okay with it if she's actually complying to his wishes reluctantly.

There's a silence and Gabriella looks sideways again and relaxes her body. "Oh?! You're not talking to me now? I get it Troy, but that's just gonna motivate me to keep it up."

Troy's knees are propped up; his notebook situated against his legs as a makeshift easel. His non-controlling arm is holding the flashlight and pointing it downward while his dominate hand, his right hand, is moving swiftly against the paper in front of him. Granted, this isn't going to be one of his best pictures, but it is just a rough draft to go off of when the time comes and he has to turn this freestyle piece of art in for a grade.

Troy can't help the smile that comes over his face when he sees that Gabriella has relaxed and now is just looking out across the canyon, and even though you can only see the midnight blue overlooking the horizon, it's still an amazing sight.

"You know, I'm glad you showed me this place." His voice is soft while his hand continues to move in a practice pattern that took years to perfect, and is still working on becoming more than just an amateur.

"Yeah?" Gabriella doesn't even look at him as it seems to him that she's actually listening to his instructions and staying still.

He studies the side of her face while her eyes glisten with the sparkling stars above her. "Yeah. But I don't get why you did."

"You asked me too. Remember?"

"But you could've just pretended that you didn't find anything. You could've kept me in the dark about this place and then you would have it all to yourself." He points out while he physically stops drawing her on the piece of paper, but keeps his eyes trained onto her.

"That wouldn't of been right. I promised that I would tell you, and so I did. If that means that I'm someone who keeps their word on things, then so be it." She proclaims and turns her head a little with a small smile. "You're not drawing." It's not a question.

Troy blushes a little at being caught just staring at her. She self consciously sits up all the way and wraps her arms around her cold body. She gives Troy a half smile while hopping gently down to the ground.

"Troy, I don't like when people lie to me." She walks over to him and where their stuff is. "I've had one too many people do that to me in the past, and I like to think of myself as someone who isn't a hypocrite." She grabs a pair of black gloves out of her bag before slinging her sports bag over her shoulder again. "And if that means showing you this place to keep my promise? Then so be it." She smiles at him again and he shuts his sketchpad. "Are you ready to head back?"

"...Yeah. I'm done."

He likes to think he memorized everything about her.

"What are we doing here?" Kelsi giggles for no apparent reason while searching under her bed for something, but yet she can't quite remember what. "The party's downstairs."

Jason rolls his eyes jokingly with a big smile on his face that can't possible get any bigger. "You're trying to find the movie that you have and I don't, and I'm watching you look while relaxing." She whips her head up in confusion; ignoring the little pounding sensation in the back of her mind to see Jason plop down onto her bed and make himself comfortable.

"Why am I doing all the work?" Kelsi whispers while kneeling next to her bed so her head is even with his own.

He leans forward a bit. "Because it's your room."

"Right." She confirms, but doesn't move. She knows she drank too much alcohol, and it's only been two hours since the party started, but Gabriella and Taylor still aren't back yet and she doesn't feel like talking to the other soccer players or drama friends. She wants to believe that it's the alcohol in her system that is persuading her to stay with Jason in her empty bedroom away from people to look for a movie that he has never seen before.

He's racking his mind for something smart to say, but nothing seems right.

Hey Kelsi, has anyone ever told you that you're beautiful? That thought just seems played out.

Hey Kelster! Wanna kiss me?! Jason groans internally. The amount of alcohol that he consumed so far into the night is not helping him.

I really like you. You want to join me in bed and we can do the dirty? Jason shuts his eyes and squeezes them before opening them again and being met with bluish green eyes that seem to be sparkling. But it's the alcohol, right?

But yet he can't help but feel like he wants her more than when this night started.

He's never had troubles with girls. He's dated his fair share, but now with her shining eyes staring back at him, it makes him nervous.

He brings his head up a little and off the pillow, and his smoldering eyes look at her own innocent orbs before glancing down at her peach lips; inviting him to taste.

He looks up once more before leaning in some with hesitancy. Damn the alcohol for making him think about the consequences that can follow this.

On one hand he can hurt Ryan. Even though he played it cool all night, he still felt someone glaring at them throughout the hour and a half that they were talking. It turned out halfway through that time, Jason spotted Ryan talking to Zeke about something.

Then if he didn't by some chance hurt Ryan, he can hurt Kelsi and their already kick ass friendship that seems to be forming. Did he really want to jeopardize his already somewhat fun friendship with her? And what if Kelsi didn't want this? She would say something though, right?

Their lips are just a couple of inches away when Kelsi pulls back and blinks a couple of times. Her eyes widening like a deer caught in headlights.

"What are WE doing? You need to go." She shoos while standing up and quickly looking around as if someone is watching them.

"What?" He asks stunned when her hands push him over on the bed and he quickly gets off the bed before she can continue her actions. "Just forget it. Nothing happened."

"Yeah. It's forgotten. See? Easy." She walks around the bed and towards the door to open it. "I think you should go."

He studies her while she sways a little before gripping onto the door to steady herself. "Why? I thought we were going to watch the movie?" He asks stupidly. Why should one little thing that didn't happen ruin their night further along.

Even though Kelsi is borderline drunk and very tipsy, clinging onto the door to support her, and is internally freaking out and cursing Gabriella and Taylor that they aren't there to help her with this problem even though she probably would feel weird going to Gabriella because Gabriella and Jason dated the previous year, but she's not good with this kind of thing.

And even though out of all of that she still has reason left within her and she didn't want their evening to come to this, but somehow it all came back to Ryan. She hasn't forgotten what she told him, and nothing can happen with her and Jason until things are absolutely done with Ryan. That much makes sense in her mind, and there's nothing else to it.

"Please. I'm not asking. Just go." Kelsi opens the door wider and Jason can't do anything else but to walk out.

"That's what has you so upset?" Chad asks unusually quiet for himself. "That ALMOST kiss?" Chad stresses.

Taylor feels as if she's shrinking while addressing this topic finally. "Yeah. Aren't you?"

Chad sighs while leading her over to an empty bench that's ironically just outside the boys' dorm. He can take that question of being upset in two different ways.

Aren't you upset that we almost kissed?

That question has two different viewings. He can take it in as if he should be ashamed that they almost broke Zeke's trust in friendship and relationship bond, or he can take it as just focusing on the 'almost' because that word just doesn't seem right to him. He doesn't like the word because that means that they came halfway; not all the way. If he had his way he would change the 'almost' to 'did'.

"You want the truth?" Chad asks warily; rubbing his forehead as if searching for the right words.

Taylor nods her head confidently. "We've been out here for an hour now. I think it's time we laid our cards out on the table."

He sighs. "If I had my way there would be no almost kiss." He spits out the two last words.

"What are you saying?" Taylor asks slowly.

"I thought you are supposed to be the smartest person in our class?!" He asks exasperated.

"I am, but I'm sorry if I'm not used to almost cheating on my boyfriend!" Her sarcasm can be heard from miles away.

"Fine." He huffs before continuing. "If I truly had my way then there would be no almost kiss because we would've kissed. We wouldn't of been interrupted!"

"What?" Taylor gasps. She knew Chad had a crush on her last year and the previous years before that, but she thought he got over those up until this week. "I don't believe you."

Chad rolls his eyes and stands up. "I didn't take you to be so dense Tay! You're the smartest person I know! Do I need to spell it out for you?!"

"I've had a long day. A long week to be precise, and I don't need you playing games with me right now Chad! What are you talking about?!" She stands up also while watching him start to take a step closer to her.

"I thought it was pretty obvious three years ago, two years ago, last year, but I guess I was wrong. I've liked you since then. You know, like more than friends?" He points out irritably. "But you've been with Zeke, Kyle, Dillon! I've waited my time. I've been there for you just waiting! But what's the point?"

"The point is that we are friends. I thought that was perfectly clear?"

"Maybe you need to draw the line again because I have no idea where it starts and ends!"

Taylor shuts her eyes momentarily before opening them again. A part of her just wants to shut up and somehow tell him that they can forget everything, but she can't do that. She knows that.

"Chad…we both crossed the line when we almost kissed."

Chad shakes his head. This is too much thinking. He needs another couple of beers to forget everything that happened this night.

But somewhere in his mind tells him to go off of instinct, and right now his instincts were messed up with all the commotion Taylor and him were causing. He always acts on instinct and thinks about the actions later, why not just do that now?

"I don't think we can even be friends until we both take some time to think about things. Let things cool down. I'm gonna go now." Taylor turns and knows that it's going to be hard to do since they have Spanish and Earth Science together, but they will just somehow have to switch out or something.

"Wait." He catches her arm and turns her around before she can even take a step away and pulls her body to his. His lips come crashing down on hers.

Taylor's hands immediately snap up to his shoulders and try to push him away, but soon her attempts become feeble.

After all, Zeke's kisses are all the same, and Chad's--Chad's are different.

"Do you hear that?" Gabriella asks in a hushed whisper.

They had just made it to the tennis courts which were across the lawn from the boys' dorm. No lights were on as the flashlight battery had ran out since Troy used so much of it for drawing.

"Don't tell me you're getting scared Montez. We're almost there." Troy jokes, but doesn't doubt Gabriella hearing something as he swears he hears something too.

"We would be able to see if someone didn't use all of the batteries up." Gabriella hisses while advancing forward. "Come on. Let's check it out."

Within fifteen or less steps, give or take, Troy and Gabriella stop in their tracks and hold in their shocked faces.

There stood their two best friends in a heated lip lock.

Author's note--Well...what can I say? Thanks for the reviews and I'm glad that people are liking this story so far. Now review, review, review. Thanks