Hi all hope all is going well. I won't give an apology, because I'm sure as you all know the factor is school. I had to push the chapter out because I've been lazy and thinking about it but I was trying to make it as great as possible. Thursday, I turned seventeen, and since it's during the week my mind will be blogged with cake and all that great stuff so, I'm sorry that I didn't have it up on Saturday but you're getting it now. I hope it isn't too rushed.

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chaylorXtraylorlover101

Caliciara

WhyDoesItHaveToRainOnMyParade

Disclaimer:
I do not OWN High School Musical in anyway, I only own Naomi and Locelyn and other possibly characters. I am telling this through Taylor's eyes, as well as a few other people this is NOT ME.
Thank you!

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"Tay, I need to tell you something."

I turned in Chad's arms, and tried to answer, but my chattering teeth wouldn't allow me to. I snuggled deeper into Chad's chest, and made my cold cheeks warm.

"What is it?" I mumbled

"What?" I felt his chest rumble

"What?" I mumbled again

Chad pulled away and I clawed out for him. Whooshing cold air sat on my bare shoulders, nipping and slapping me with a force. I needed Chad; he was my solution to my ignorance. It was one of those random cold days in New Mexico, usually it never got any colder than about sixty degrees, so with me being late and running to catch the bus I didn't notice how cold it was for a jacket and scarf. So when I caught my bus and couldn't figure out why everyone was giving me crazed looks, or were a bit fatter than normal then I had realized that all I had on was a thin short sleeved tee shirt while everyone had feathers and stuffing in their jackets. So throughout the day I cling to people with a force, Mostly Chad because our group of friends were on a field trip so it was a Taylor and Chad day.

"No," Chad wiggled a finger at me with a sly grin. "Not till you tell me what you said before."

I huffed and crossed my arms, "I said what it is?"

Chad's face twisted in confusion. "What is what?"

I rolled my eyes and took my spot back, cheek pressed against Chad's sweater and arms wrapped around Chad's middle. Ah the warmth!

"You said that you had something that you needed to tell me."

Chad pulled away again, and held up a finger. He quickly unzipped his jacket and held it open for me. Smart boy. I cuddled deeper into Chad, and he responded by wrapping the coat around me and held it firmly in place. God, why couldn't my parents follow through?

"Taylor, I have a problem."

"Chad if your ball came up missing again, I assure you that it wasn't me. Not this time anyway."

Bemusement clouded Chad's face again, uh ho Maybe Chad didn't find out who took his ball from the last time.

"Damn." I murmured

"What?" Chad purred

I took a hurried breath, "Gabi told me that you found out who took your ball from the last time. Chad I swear to you that I wouldn't ever take your ball unless something horrible was going to happen to me. And Gabi dared me and she said that if I didn't that she would sneak one of my bras and hang it on the flag pole." I said with a hurried wail

Chad had pulled me to him again, I didn't realize that during my statement I had wretched myself from him and that I was whining for forgiveness, in the cold.

Chad bubbled with laughter, "You know Gabster wouldn't do such a thing."

"But Chad you didn't see her face. It wasn't your normal Gabi look she had this evil...glint in her eye, it was actually quite scary."

Chad continued to double in laughter. While I stood there with a aggravating look on my face. I think once Chad caught onto my glare his laughter died down.

"What is your problem?" I asked with a bit of annoyance in my tone

"Well there is this girl that I like and…"

"She already has a boyfriend?"

"No."

I eyed him.

"At least I hope not."

"Continue then."

"Well the problem is, I don't know if she likes me."

"Chad? Is it that cheerleader that Troy said that you've been trying to get with but she continues to turn you down?"

"No. It's another girl."

"Oh."

I was truly stumped. A girl not liking Chad? Chad pretty much had ever girl, eighth grade and sixth graders alike in love with him. It was actually pretty irritating when you were asking your best friend how the game went last night to have a stampede of girls rushing over to congratulate Chad on his great job. There were times where I wouldn't even bother to ask about the game, I would eventually just be able to go up to Chad and be able to tell him, play by play how hot he was and how many free throw shots he was able to make.

"So, tell me about this mysterious girl that you like but doesn't like the famous Chad Danforth."

"Well she's-"

A loud horn rang, jumping us apart. I turned around to see my mom's red car pull into the parking lot, I looked at Chad, this would be the last time that I saw him until after Christmas break, then I wouldn't see him because he was going to go to a family reunion which would last little over a month. I gave Chad a remorseful look and gave him a big hug.

"Thanks Chad, for staying with me and sharing your jacket with me."

"Aw, it was not problem Taylor. I still owed you from way back in kindergarten when you continued to loan me a pencil."

I gave Chad a dazed look. Chad then continued to laugh again and gather up his stuff, because he's ride had drove up too. We both walked towards our awaiting cars and gave each other one more quick look over.

"Have a Merry Christmas Chad."

"You too Taylor."

"Just don't change too much." Chad muttered

I looked up at Chad to see that he was already in this car and happily chatting away with his mother who was pulling out of the parking lot. What did he mean by that? I shook my head, must have been a Chad insult and climbed into my sister's warm awaiting car. I buckled in my seat belt and happily greeted her.

"Who was the guy that you were hugging, and why were you in his jacket?"

I muttered that he was just a friend, and turned to look out of the window. "Fine suit yourself Taylor. I think I know what you're going through, you are crushing on that guy."

I practically went into shock. "Loce, it isn't like that. With Chad? Are you kidding me?"

"Taylor, it's called denial."

"I don't care what it's called that's just gross. Chad's like my brother and I'm like his sister along with everyone else."

"Geez Taylor, no need to get all worked up about it. I'll bet that he likes you too."

I scoffed, "Whatever you say Loce."

"Yes, whatever I say."

I turned back out of the window and watched the orange trees blur by. Could Loce be right? Did I really have a crush on my best friend? Maybe I do, Maybe I don't. All I knew is that when I thought about Chad and the girl that didn't like him, that a small hope could have been me. Maybe I was the girl that Chad liked, but then a depressing thought crossed my mind I did like Chad and I thought it was pretty obvious what if Chad saw it too? So it couldn't be me and with silent eyes I felt a tear run down my cheek, I wasn't the one on Chad's mind like he had recently been on mind and I wasn't the special girl that had captured Chad's attention. With a sigh, I began to slowly erase my thoughts about Chad and I more than friends.

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Yeah, that was pretty crappy you guys. I'm sorry but I was trying to hammer it out so no reviews on this one (it's starting to become all of them). Just give me five hits and I'll update, sometime soon. What should be next speaking of which? Should there be more flashbacks or what? I might make it into a fork in a road story, the next chapter maybe be another flashback or I may just end it and go backwards I don't know yet, it's up in the air so it's important for you to tell me what you want. Thanks all.