Aech. I'm bumped down to 71st. This just won't do. This just won't do at ALL. So, I have access to the internets up in the mountains, and I'm putting myself back up top. Each little "..." indicates a noticable pause, inserted for the purpose of illustrating thought, awkward silence, or comfortable silence. Or, y'know, because I think ellipses are pretty.

As promised, an episode in high school.

Disclaimer: See chapter one, section disclaimer

A conversation

"You should see Zeke's."

"I don't want to see Zeke's."

"No, but I'm serious. His is pretty big."

"Sharpay, I don't want to hear about Zeke's, and besides, I bet mine's bigger."

"...What?"

"Nothing."

"No, you laughed. What?"

"Nothing!"

"...You know we were talking about shoe sizes!"

"Oh, that makes it much less funny."

"Oh god...Ugh! Troy! Mind! Gutter! Out!"

"Shar, I'm a guy."

"Amazing powers of observation, Bolton...Now what?"

"We just had a pleasant conversation."

"Correction, I just haven't slapped you yet."

"So, are you going to keep this up?"

"Keep what up."

"Pretending to be mean when you really are nice outside of school."

"Bolton, I am an actress. I can fake nice better than anyone else."

"...What say we make this official?"

"Make what official?"

"This...we'll settle our differences and then have hot makeouts thing."

"Who said anything about making out? And what about Gabriella?"

"We never even dated. Well, except once. Last month. And then. Well, you remember how she got hives on opening night?"

"She was that nervous?"

"Absolutely terrified. And she just said...that she wasn't comfortable with this."

"What was the 'this' she was talking about?"

"I, uh, still don't know. I tried talking to her, but she'd never say anything."

"Aw, you deserved it, you idiot. You know she probably only wanted you as a friend."

"Eh, probably. Anyway, I'm dumped, and I didn't think you'd be concerned about her, anyway."

"So I'm the rebound. I'm not. Worried, I mean. I just don't want Science Geek after me."

"Actually--you have a good point."

"Actually what?"

"Nothing."

"Troy Bolton! Are you saying that I am the rebound?"

"No, no! No! Never, Sharpay. God help the man that uses Sharpay as a rebound, for she will make like a great--figure of sexiness."

"Nice save."

"I try...This has been a good summer. Getting to know my ex-girlfriend again."

"I was never you girlfriend!"

"You sound like you resent that."

"I do! Very much. You've gone through so many girls you can't even remember the ones you've dated!"

"You manage to twist every word I say against me."

"Well, don't sound all unhappy about it. Tell me, do you wear that grin when you're drowning puppies?"

"...Do people ever tell you that you're beautiful?"

"Mm, everyday, but the wording is usually 'incredibly hot.'"

"You're amazing."

"Get in line, Bolton."

"Come to prom with me."

"Go do the what with you? Oh god."

"If someone heard you right then. You walked into that one."

"I did."

"Come to prom with me."

"Troy, it's next year. Like, nine months from now. We're only going to be juniors; there is nothing official about this."

"Now who's talking about official?"

"That doesn't count."

"Oh, so it only counts when I say it?"

"Yep. Suck it."

"Are you offering to?"

"Oh! Oh! Eugh! In your dreams!"

I have to admit, I was not the first one to come up with the God-awful line, "In your dreams!" but it's useful.

Guys are so perverted.

Quota: 20. I know you guys can do 7 reviews again.