Thanks for the reviews! I know in this story Gabriella is sorta slutty...but in this story, she's also influenced by Sharpay (which to me is the definition of sleazy..so no offense) but keep reading! There will be more!

A/N: Some parts will be all caps here. As I was typing, I was like, "This reminds me of Harry Potter 5". I was really annoyed by Harry in that book so Gabriella will show some similarity in this chappie.

Friends?

"Chad!" I yelped as I pulled away from Parker.

Chad turned to look at me, frightened as I swung my arms around him. A very confused Parker excused himself and left the elevator.

Damn, there goes another hunk. I thought.

"I know you think I'm hot...but please don't do this so suddenly." Chad tried to push me off of him.

I laughed. "Don't you remember me?"

Chad shook his head.

"I'm Gabriella. Montez? Does it ring a bell?"

"Oh...the slut. I definitely remember this now." Chad looked at me intensely. "Why did you leave us?"

I rolled my eyes. Here he was again, acting like the big brother.

"Look, you guys were being jerks! How many times do I have to say this to Troy...then you-"

"You met Troy? Where?" Chad asked interestedly.

"At a dance club making out with some girl named Alycia." I waved my hand over the subject.

"I haven't seen him for a while! Man I miss him." Chad smiled wildly. "We could play basketball together! We could crack jokes again! Finish each other's sentences!"

"Yeah, well, the last guy who prepared his entire day with this other guy turned out to be gay." I grinned.

Chad swatted at me playfully. "I just miss him...that's all."

"Well I don't." I crossed my arms, as if to settle the matter.

"Look, I know when he flirted with that girl in high school that you were hurt. But c'mon, he's a guy. It's okay for him to flirt!" Chad stated.

"Chad, I'm lucky I'm here today. I have this glamorous best friend, a great future ahead, and I'm currently single! I would definitely choose this over this nerdy-"

"Chick." Chad blurted out.

"What?" I asked bewilderedly.

"If you're talking about Taylor McKessie, she is one hot chick." Chad grinned at the very thought.

I rolled my eyes. "You going out with her tonight?"

The elevator then reached the twelfth floor. Chad followed me and stepped out and walked down the hall to Chip's.

"Just tonight? No, my friend, I've already seen her," Chad dropped his voice to a whisper, "secrets."

I was rather taken back by that comment. Eww! Who would want to see a sweaty politician's secrets?

We opened the door to Chip's. The room was booming with loud techno music while everyone was online, either on AIM or on Myspace.

"How many?" the counter-lady asked.

I looked at her. "Oh, two."

"Name?"

"Gabriella Montez...and Chad Danforth."

The counter-lady looked up. "And?"

"Chad Danforth, she already said that-" Chad stopped mid-sentence.

Turning white, he stammered, "Oh, hey Taylor."

Taylor McKessie stared over her computer. "What are you doing with this dyke?"

I felt myself grow red with anger. "Excuse me?"

Taylor looked at me sternly. "I said, 'dyke'. Got a problem with that, you slut?"

"I AM NOT A SLUT!" I screamed.

The whole Internet Cafe grew quiet. Everyone, including the creepy computer geeks looked up.

"DO YOU SEE ME WEARING ANYTHING SHOWING OFF MY BELLY BUTTON? DO YOU SEE ME COME IN IN JUST A BRA AND A THONG," (after being said that, one guy in the back whooped, "I'd love to!")"DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO HANG OUT WITH SHARPAY? I WANTED TO BE WITH YOU GUYS BUT I COULDN'T SINCE I COULDN'T TRUST YOU!" I yelled. My throat started to form a lump. I could feel tears brimming from my eyes.

"Gabi-"

"I'm sorry for yelling. But I can't help this harshness. Everyone acts the same way back. Didn't we all learn in kindergarten 'The Golden Rule'? Do you think you'd like to be called the 'Slutsitute' everywhere you go?" I started to cry.

Taylor took my hand after a moment and led me to a back room with Chad. Seating me into a chair, both of them leaned towards me.

"You were my best friend Gabriella. We would laugh about how Brian Dickens tried to recite pi and talk about how Einstein came up with his theory of relativity. I loved those days. But then, you sort of snapped-" Taylor calmly spoke.

"I DIDN'T SNAP! TROYFLIRTED WITH CAMILLE!" I belted out.

"Let me finish. You sort of...found out Troy flirted with Camille. Then you hung out with Sharpay. How does that make you feel?"

There was a silence that followed. I sat, wiping away my tears, and thinking angrily. I was mad at Troy; I knew that for sure. I would never forgive him. But I was also angry at myself. Why was I being so self-centered? Who cared if Troy flirted with Camille? She moved anyway!

I heard Chad rummage through the janitor closet and take out a basketball.Hedribbled to a familiar beat.Then Taylor slapped her hands on the wall. The beat kept going. Then I reluctantly joined in.

"Coach said fake right,

And break left,

watch out for the pick,

and keep an eye on defense," I sang.

After the song, I looked at Chad and Taylor. They were all smiles, and so I grinned back.

I was glad to be friends again.

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