A/N: Thanks for the reviews for last chapter. I thought it was funny. Sorry I took so long. You know I'm writing my other one, and I barely have time to update it so... doesn't leave much time for this one either. But I'm pretty excited to write this chapter. It's the dance!

The next morning, Troy got ready for school. He didn't want to go, as always, but the dance was tonight. He hadn't picked out what he was going to wear, and he barely cared.

When he got to school, he walked up to his locker. He noticed that everywhere he turned, there were posters for the dance.

"Hey Troy," Sharpay beamed, coming up to his locker. "Sorry I didn't call you last night. I was shopping for my dress."

Troy suddenly felt bad for her. I mean, she was so excited, and he didn't even want to go with her. She probably bought the most beautiful dress, and she even ordered a limo! He figured being in a bad mood wasn't going to solve his problems, so he decided to perk up about it. He tried looking forward to going to the dance with Sharpay.

"Really? I bet it's gorgeous on you," he smiled.

"Oh, Troy," she smiled, "you're so sweet."

"So, I'll meet you there, right?" He asked.

"Yes, definitely. I'll totally be there," she leaned against the locker, twirling her hair. "So..."

He didn't know what to say. He just wanted Gabriella so bad. He didn't know what to do, and nothing would change the way he felt about her. Suddenly, she walked in the halls, with Chris strapped around her waist. They were laughing at something. She stole a glance at Troy.

He couldn't take it. He quickly put his hand around Sharpay's waist and pressed his lips against hers. She gave in, but he pulled away after five seconds. Everyone in the hall stared at the newest gossip topic that was to be consumed. He looked at Gabriella. She was staring at them with eyes wide open, as did everyone. But she had a look that couldn't believe he just did that.

Mrs. Darbus rushed into the halls. "Mr. Bolton, Miss. Evans, please... just... don't do that... here, at school."

Everyone kept staring.

"Go to class!" She yelled once more, before entering her room. Students scattered to their classes.

"Well, Troy," Sharpay breathed, "I had no idea you felt that way."

"Uh... I don't know. I just uh... you know I should really get to class," he felt a wave of embarrassment and regret come over him.

"Okay, see you later," she smiled and walked away.

Troy turned around his shoulder to see if Gabriella was still there; but she was gone. And so was pretty much everyone. He had no idea why he did that. Something came over him. Jealousy. He wanted Gabriella to be jealous as well. Who was he kidding; she didn't like him that way.

At lunch, he came into the cafeteria and could feel a hundred pairs of eyes staring at him. He quickly took a seat next to Chad.

"Hey," Troy said, quietly.

"Dude, what was that?"

"What?"

"You... and Sharpay!" He whispered, yet yelled.

"I don't know," he muttered. "It just... happened."

"Do you, you know... like her?"

"No," he answered, quickly. "I told you, it just... happened. I don't know what came over me."

"Okay, whatever dude. You guys are for sure going to get voted King and Queen," Chad said.

"Yeah," he mumbled. He looked around the table, and didn't see Gabriella. Was she mad at him?

After school, he went upstairs and put his head in his hands. He didn't want to face her to pick her up, and he didn't want to face Sharpay. All eyes would be on them. The dance was at six-thirty, and the clock quickly changed to six o'clock. He took a shower and lied on his bed to think some more. By now, it was 6:15, and that was the time he said he would pick her up. He slowly made his way up, and got dressed, fancy enough for the dance, at least. He borrowed his dad's car and made his way to her house.

When he pulled up, he got out and walked up her pathway. He knocked on the door, and Ms. Montez answered.

"Hi, Ms. Montez," he said.

"Oh, Troy. Hang on. Gabi will be down in a moment," she said, ushering for him to come in. He could smell something cooking. Her house was always warm and inviting; that's why he loved coming over. There might be a lot less coming over since the incident today. He looked up to see her coming down the stairs, in her short blue, halter-top dress that he saw yesterday, spying. Her hair was up in a ponytail and it was curled. Her eyes looked somewhat watery, but excited and happy. Maybe it was the reaction to her eyeliner or something.

"Oh, Gabi. You look beautiful," Ms. Montez gasped. She pulled out her camera. "Okay, pictures!"

They stood next to each other in an awkward stance. Ms. Montez put the camera up to her eye. She put it down. "Get closer. This is a special night!"

They inched closer as she took the picture. Relieved that it was over, they scooted away.

"No, Gabriella. You didn't smile. Neither did you, Troy. Come on," she motioned for them to come back next to each other. "Just one more."

They quickly stood next to each other, wanting this awkward moment to end. They both forced a smile and walked out of the door in silence.

"Have fun!" Her mom yelled behind them.

"Bye," Gabriella waved, getting in the passengers seat. Troy sat in the drivers seat and started up the car. He felt like an idiot. She was obviously mad at him. When they pulled up, after the long non-talking drive, despite the occasional 'you look nice. Thanks' tradition, he turned off the car and they once again, sat in silence. She unbuckled her seat belt and opened the car door.

"Gabriella," Troy whispered.

She looked at him, then continued opening the door and got out. She walked up to the school, and saw her walk in, doors closing behind. He cursed himself and put his head on the steering wheel, thus causing it to honk rather loud. He got out and walked in the school. He saw students walking around the halls, talking, and chatting. Then he followed the big signs, pointing toward the gym. He sat down at one of the chairs by the food stand. People were dancing, talking, and eating. He didn't see Gabriella, so he brushed her off his mind. He had no idea where Sharpay was, either, which was making him incredibly bored.

"Hey man," he felt a pat on his back.

"Hi," he said to Chad, with a latching Taylor on his arm. "Where's your date?"

"I don't know."

"Okay. I just saw Gabriella over there somewhere with Chris. Maybe you should go talk to them."

Troy coughed, "Right. Okay."

"See you later," he said walking away. "Oh, and are you still coming to my party?"

"Yeah," he nodded.

"Hi Troy!" Sharpay yelled, running up to him in her heels and kissing his cheek. "What do you think?"

"It looks great," he said. It was a strapless magenta loose dress. She wore purple heels and her hair was in a half pony and curled.

"Thanks. So... you want to go dance?"

"Sure."

As they danced, he couldn't help but look around for Gabriella and Chris. After three dances, he sat back down as Sharpay got some food. He spotted Gabriella in the corner, with Chris. They were dancing to the music as he put his hand on her waist and slowly kissed her. Troy couldn't help but take a double glance. They were kissing! He knew it was a big deal that Sharpay and him kissed, but that wasn't real. Chris and Gabriella were real. He could feel his eyes water, but blinked a few times to dry them away. Gabriella broke apart from him and smiled. He saw them speak a few words in each other's ears and then giggle.

"All right everyone, it's time for that one dance. So get your special someone," the DJ said, turning on a slower song. Sharpay came back up to him and grabbed his hand, "Let's go!"

"Okay," he gave in and they walked to the dance floor. He put his hand on her lower back and she put hers around his neck. It would have been perfect... if it wasn't Sharpay.

After the song, the principal came on stage. "Okay, everyone. It's that time. We are going to announce this years East High, king and queen."

Everyone gathered around. All the girls were hopeful in winning. But it's not like they came with Troy, so there wasn't much chance.

"This years king and queen are... Sharpay Evans and Troy Bolton!" Mr. Matsui announced. Everyone clapped, not really surprised. Gabriella slowly clapped, but you wouldn't even be able to hear it, even if the room was quiet.

After they shared the 'special dance,' everyone was allowed back on the dance floor. Troy decided to sit that one out and Sharpay followed him.

"Wow! I can't believe it," she smiled, looking at the crown. "I'm never going to forget this night."

"Yeah," he said. "Me neither."

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After the dance, everyone went to Chad's house. Troy and Sharpay rode in her limo there. Troy didn't know how Gabriella was getting to the party. Probably Chris. When they pulled up, Troy opened the door for her and they made their way up to Chad's front doors. He opened them, and tried making his way through the crowds of people. Sharpay followed him and then took a seat next to a couple, caught up in each other's mouth.

"Are you riding home with me?" She asked.

"No, actually I'm taking Gabriella home... I think."

"Oh," she said. "Well, that was really fun at the dance, don't you think?"

"Yeah. Really fun."

He saw Gabriella holding Chris' hand, leading him upstairs, with a drink in her other. He could feel a knot in his stomach.

"Want something to drink or eat?" She asked him.

"No; I'm good," he muttered.

"Okay. I'll be back soon, then," she said, getting up, to get some pizza.

He leaned back against the couch. He was really bored, and nobody was talking to him. He didn't even know where Chad was. He was probably somewhere with Taylor. The music blasting was giving him a headache. He got up and made his way to the door.

"Troy! Where are you going?" Sharpay asked, coming back up to him with a plate in her hand.

"I think I'll leave," he said, opening the door.

She grabbed his arm, "No. Please don't go. I'll be really bored."

He sighed, "... Fine."

She set her plate down on a near table and grabbed his hand, "Come here." She led him into an empty closet. She pushed him against the door and crashed her mouth to his. He finally realized what she was doing, and broke apart.

She held onto his shoulders and looked at him with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry. I just... can't." He said, breathing for air.

"Why? You kissed me at school."

"I know... and I shouldn't have."

"What?"

"Sharpay, I'm really really sorry, but I don't really like you like that."

"But you kissed me!"

"I know and I should have never led you on, and I'm sorry."

"Then why did you?" She asked.

"Because... I like Gabriella. And... I wanted to make her jealous," he muttered, looking down. He knew he hurt Sharpay and didn't even think about how she might feel about it.

"Oh," she said, in shock.

"I'm so sorry."

"Well, then here," she said, taking off her crown and handing it to him. "I don't want it anymore." She left the closet and slammed the door. He sat down in the dark crowded space, feeling even more like an idiot. He sat there for a minute until the door opened again.

Sharpay walked in and took the crown back from him, "Okay, maybe I do." She said, then stormed out once more and shut the door.

After a half an hour of secluding himself in the closet, he stepped out to see the party settled down more than before. He said 'hi' to Chad for one of the first times that night, and sat back on the couch. He just wanted to go home. He saw Gabriella sitting at the dining room table and talking to another girl in their class. When the girl walked away, he walked up to her.

"Hi."

She looked up at him, "Hey."

"Where's Chris?" He asked.

"He had to go."

"I'm still giving you a ride home, right?"

She nodded and looked down.

"Okay. When do you want to go?" He asked, looking at her.

"Now?"

"Sure," he said, fumbling in his pocket for the keys. She got up and he followed her out to his car. They both got in, and it suddenly turned silence.

He just wanted to talk to her and tell her everything, and explain how he really feels about her. He knew she was mad about the kiss, but it wasn't real. It was nothing. When they pulled up in front of her house, they both got out. He didn't know if he should talk to her right now or not.

"Thanks for the ride," she said, and got out her key to open the door.

"No problem," he said, knowing she really didn't mean it. "Gabriella, I'm sorry." He noticed he's been saying that a lot lately.

"Huh?"

"For kissing Sharpay."

"Why are you sorry?"

"Because you're obviously mad at me about it. You've been ignoring me!"

She paused, feeling she couldn't argue. "Well... what are you... going out now?"

"No! You're the one who hooked me up with her!"

"Well, I'm suh-ry that I can't do everything perfect! And you know what, go out with her if you want to."

"What do you mean? I don't even like her! I already told you!" He yelled, feeling this conversation was getting nowhere but arguing.

"So, you just kissed her for the heck of it?"

"No. You're blowing this way out of proportion!"

"Am not."

"Whatever. It doesn't seem like you get it anyway..." he whispered.

"Well, I don't. You're making it really difficult to state my opinion here."

"No, I'm not," he said and paused. "So... Chris asked you out, huh?"

She shifted her weight to her other side, arms still crossed. "Yep."

Troy knew it, "Oh. Well... congratulations."

"I said no."

"What?"

"I told him no."

"Why?" He asked, surprised at what she just said.

"Because... because I likes someone else," she said, softly.

A/N: Thanks for reading! What did you think? Much drama for one chapter? Please review! Either next chapter or the next will probably be the last. This is also the longest chapter I've ever written in all my stories, so I would really appreciate some reviews!