Troy leaned against the rock, it's edges smooth and somewhat ridged by the sand of the beach. His body was moving even though he was still. He looked up to see Zeke sitting on top of the rock. "Hey," Troy said in a low voice.

"What do you want?" Zeke said in an angry tone.

"Hey," Troy repeated a bit more annoyed. "You're an asshole, you know that?"

"Excuse me?" Zeke turned to look down at him. "How am I the asshole?"

"There is more to a person then their job." Troy said lifting a hand to his chest and feeling the cotton of his shirt.

"Bullshit." Zeke said rolling his eyes. "She's a porn star, we're not talking about someone who picks up dirty dishes at Mc Donalds, or some nanny job." Zeke jumped down from the rock. "She fucks people for a living."

"And in her free time when she's not at work, she's just a normal woman." Troy said with a shrug. "A woman who you found interesting."

"Please this changes everything; she's probably riddled with disease." Zeke said shrugging his shoulders, "Or a drug addict, or worse."

"You are talking about my friend," Troy said taking a step forward, "I suggest you be a little more choosy with what you say."

"You're drunk." Zeke said giving him a push.

Troy stumbled and then paused as the sand under his feet shifted between his toes. The feeling of the cold rough grains under his feet felt so vivid. "Sharpay is one of the nicest people this world has to offer to simply brush her off would be a huge mistake." Troy tipped over falling against the rock his hands spreading out and feeling the surface. "Loving someone and having them love you back is the most precious thing in the world. If you find that, or even think there could be a chance?" Troy fingers rubbed then he let his body rest against it. "Don't let it go, you'll live with what if's the rest of your life." The jagged edge the pulse of the earth, he could feel it, the waves coming in the wind shifting through his hair, his back against the rock.

"You alright man?" Zeke said with an arched brow.

"I don't know," Troy said pushing himself up. "I'm going to go get water."

Zeke watched as Troy left for the group of people in the distance and then back out at the water.

"Zeke?" The voice was soft and her turned around to see Sharpay, her body wrapped in a beach towel. "We need to talk."

He rolled his eyes then with a shrug he shoved his hands in his pockets. "Then talk?"

"You lied to me about being a student," Sharpay said.

"I've been directing for five years, I haven't exactly caught a big break. I didn't want you think I was a loser." Zeke said in a low tone. "You never said you were a porn star."

"I didn't want you to see me that way." Sharpay said crossing her arms. "Most guys either run or get all puffed up on this I screwing a porn star power trip. I wanted you to just know me."

"I don't think I know you at all?" Zeke said rocking on his feet. "You're a porn star."

"It's a life style," Sharpay said with a nod, "One that I am very happy and proud to be a part of. Most of all my best friends and people that I would trust with my life are in the business."

"I'm not." Zeke said, "I'm just a normal guy."

"No you're not." Sharpay said walking towards him. "You to look at me like you've never looked at anyone else and the other night you looked at me like I have something other girls don't. No one has ever looked at me like that before?"

The silence lingered between them and Zeke shifted his feet in the sand looking up at her as she stood there wrapped in a huge towel. Her eyes were so sad and something inside him hurt because of it. "I love when we are talking on the phone and I can tell when you're smiling, it makes me smile. And when I know you're smiling because of me, it makes my whole world brighter."

Sharpay pushed some hair behind her ear. "There may be a million things to smile about, but you're definitely my favorite one."

A smiled appeared on Zeke's lips and Sharpay felt a blush on her cheeks as they stood apart from each other, they're eyes caught up in this hold neither of them could explain. "Sometimes, I just wanna tell you everything; how I feel about you, how much you mean to me, how much I care about you and how much I love you."

Sharpay inhaled sharply. "I love you too."

"We need to trust each other." Zeke said tilting his head to the left. "And I need time to absorb this," he added motioning around them. "I mean I don't understand why?"

"No ever does," Sharpay said with small smile as she stepped closer to him. "But I'll answer any question you have."

"Have you been tested?" Zeke asked.

"Every other Friday," Sharpay said taking another step closer to him. "No one is ever on set without providing an up to date medical clearing of well being and health."

"How many men have you slept with?" Zeke asked bracing himself.

"In my personal life, two," Sharpay said with a smile. "The I lost my virginity to and this one guy I thought actually cared."

"And as a porn star?" Zeke asked.

"96." Sharpay said with a shrug. "I'm not ashamed, I'm not a whore. I have a job and that job is in the art of adult entertainment. Most of all my sexual encounters are faked, or told to orgasm on cue." Sharpay reached out to take his arms sliding down so that she could take his hands, her brown eyes looking into his chocolate brown eyes with a smile as she came closer to him. "I'm a sexual being, I'm comfortable in this skin. I won't do this forever, but for now this is who I am. I'm not asking you to look past it or to accept it. I'm offering you a chance to enjoy it. What you do with it is up to you."

Zeke's hands came up to the knot in her towel holding it shut. She stood still as he undid the knot opening the towel and looking down at her body. His eyes shifted back up to her lips and he paused looking at them with desire and caution.

"Are you scared?" she asked the quite of ocean all around them and the sound of music and people laughing in the distance.

"I'm terrified," he said in low voice, "because even with all that said, I still feel butterflies."

"Me too," Sharpay said, "We could take things slow,"

"How slow?" Zeke said his lips already coming closer to hers.

Sharpay went the rest of the way her lips crashing onto his, his hands quickly discarded the towel and wrapped around her his big hands sliding down her skin and rolling over her apple bottom. His hands gripped her ass and he let out groan as he felt her pushed against him more.

Troy gulped down his 2nd water bottle. His eye sight was blurred, people were dancing everywhere, touching, kissing, some girls had gone topless. Troy jerked as he bumped into people left and right. The mass of people rubbing up against him and bumping into him as he shifted his way through, in an attempt to find a clearing. Every touch was intensified by what felt like 50 million, every sigh and moan and grunt he could hear and feel. The blood in his body seemed to be going 50 miles a minute. Finally falling into the sand he found the edge of the crowd and did his best to crawl away slowly, every grain of sand against his skin was so smooth and silky he wanted to roll around in it. He wanted to be buried in it. Fear laced with arousal and anxiety riddled through him. He managed to get up on his own two feet. He bumped into a solid object, a person, a woman, a red head.

"Troy!" the voice was familiar.

Troy stood and opened his eyes as wide as he could, "Angela," he said leaning in closer to her to see better, she was with the guy from the drug store. They were wrapped in each other's arms and Angela was topless. "What the fuck?" Troy jerked back and shielded his eyes. The motion of the movement knocked him flat on his ass and struggled to stop moving the less he moved the less everything intensified.

"Oh my god, are you alright?" The man asked. The guy stood over Troy, Angela pressed against the man's back.

"Angela?" Troy repeated.

"You know this dude?" the man said looking back at Angela.

"He must have followed us," she said in panic, "He's my crazy ex-boyfriend," Angela pulled at the man. "Go away Troy, It's over!"

"No, no, no." Troy tried to get up, tired to explain. "Help me." he said reaching out to them.

"Whoa," the man jerked back shielding Angela even more. "She said back off man!"

"Troy, what's going on?" Ryan came over his eyes landing on Angela. "You,"

"You," Angela said her anger flaring. "I should have known you'd be involved"

"Oh please, don't blow smoke up your ass sweetie," Ryan said looking her way, "Us being here has nothing to do with you and excuse me is daddy's little princess topless at bonfire hiding behind some Rock wanna be?"

Angela screamed with annoyance and then quickly reached for a towel to cover up."Then why are you here?"

"What the fuck is going on?" Gabriella said coming up them looking at everyone then Troy who was on the ground. "Why is he on the ground?" Gabriella bent down to look him in the eyes and her breath did a sharp intake. "What happened?"

"Ask the Elvira over here?" Ryan said giving Angela the eye.

"Drop dead pig, I should call the cops, he's in direct violation of the restraining order."

"Oh for god's sake," Gabriella got up from Troy's said looked up at the woman behind Rodney. "Rod, take that bitch out of here."

"Excuse me," Angela squealed. "Rodney!"

Rodney sighed. "Brie I'm sorry I didn't know she was going to threaten to call the cops."

"Are you kidding me?" Angela punched his back. "Are you going to let her talk to me like that?"

Gabriella pushed Rodney aside coming face to face with who she assumed to be none other than Angela. "Hey sweetie, wake up, look around, I'm a porn star you're a little girl playing one night with a cabana boy. This is my world not yours." Gabriella yanked the towel from her grasp revealing Angela in her naked glory and causing her to shriek. "Do me a favor if you want play with the big girls bring it, if not take a hint and get off my beach." Gabriella looked Angela up and down. "Not much to look at if you ask me?"

"Amen." Ryan said with a smile as he helped Troy off the floor.

Gabriella went to right side "Are you alright."

"No," Troy shook his head his mouth dry and his eyes half hooded. "Nicki," he said in a harsh whisper. "She put something in my drink."

"Son of bitch," Gabriella motioned to Ryan, "We have to get him home."

"He was drugged?" Ryan eyes widen. "That happens to dudes?"

Gabriella rolled her eyes, "I better go find Nicki and figure out what she gave him," Gabriella looked at Troy, "How are you feeling?"

"I feel everything." Troy said bringing a hand to Ryan's cheek. "Dude your skin is so yellow." Troy said leaning in closer and then looking back at Gabriella through hooded eyes. "When did you dye your hair pink?" he asked tilting his head a bit.

"He's hallucinating," Gabriella said. "Get him into a cab I'll be right there," Gabriella took off running for the water.

"Sure thing," Ryan looked back at Troy. "Only you would get drugged and have a chick come to the rescue."

"What's with all the pink jelly?" he said looking at the floor.

"It's called sand." Ryan said looking at him with a grim look. "Come on buddy, let's get you out of here."

"Nicki?" Gabriella came up behind her shoving her hard into the waves meeting up on the beach, the roll of the tide pulling her back a little as she flopped around.

"What the fuck?" Nicki said lifting her hands as she shook off some sand.

"What did you give him?" Gabriella said crossing her arms.

"Whoa," Evan came up beside them. "What's going on?"

"She put something in Troy's drink Evan." Gabriella said pointing toward Nicki who was being helped to her feet by some man in red pants.

"Nicki?" Evan said looking over at her, "What did you do?"

"Relax," Nicki said with huff. "God it's like half a pill of X he'll be over it in about three or five hours." Nicki shook her head. "He's fine,"

"Leave him alone Nicki." Gabriella said coming up to Nicki until they were face to face. "I mean it stay away from him."

"Make me." Nicki said with a smirk. "Let's not forget, he's fucking me not you."

"I mean it. Back off." Gabriella said in a warning tone. Turning around she looked Evan in the eyes as he watched her.

"You alright?" he asked.

Gabriella turned around looking at Nicki as she crossed her arms and looked at Gabriella up and down. On a quick spin Gabriella left fist went sailing into Nicki face. The mass of head hair flying about as she sailed down into the sand hand sprawled out to break her fall. Gabriella turned back around towards Evan. "Never felt better."