Author's Note: Okay, here's the next chapter. Sorry I took long to update. The last chapter sucked in my opinion, but I am glad that some of you enjoyed it. Hopefully this one will be better. Well, I guess we will see.

Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical.

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"Gabriella!" Melanie screeched.

Gabriella turned around to see Melanie trotting her way towards where she was standing, Troy not to far behind. She sighed, and walked towards where they were.

"Hey," Gabriella greeted.

Melanie put on a warm smile. "I think it was fabulous, you did a great job. I can't wait for the tour of everything," she said cheerfully.

"Thank you. Should we start with the flowers?" Gabriella asked pointing to a bouquet.

An hour later, Gabriella had gone through explaining about the flowers, decorations, and church possibilities. As she was showing and explaining, however, she couldn't help but notice that Troy was sneaking glances at her when he thought she wasn't looking.

"Are you going to go to the reception?" Gabriella asked as they made their way towards the stairs leading down to the sidewalk.

"Are we invited?" Melanie asked walking beside Gabriella.

"Of course! I don't think Jackie will mind, and the reception is the best part," Gabriella said as they continued to walk.

Melanie smiled and squealed, and then hugged Gabriella. "Thank you!"

Gabriella awkwardly patted her on the back as she gave Troy a surprised look. He chuckled as his hand flew up to the back of his neck. Gabriella smiled, but as Melanie's grip tightened, Gabriella could feel herself slipping off of one of the steps.

"Melanie, I'm-"

"No! Don't say thank you! You really are a wonderful wedding planner!" She exclaimed, still hugging her.

"Yeah, thanks. But I'm going-to-fall-" Gabriella choked out as she felt her heel continue to slip.

"Mel! You're going to make her fall!" Troy cried. Melanie let go immediately, but it was a second too late. Gabriella felt herself loose balance, and start to drift backward. She closed her eyes, hoping that it wouldn't hurt badly. She waited for her body to hit the ground and tumble down the stairs, but the surface never came. Suddenly, she felt a pair of strong arms catch her. She opened her eyes cautiously, and saw Troy looking down at her. He was out of breath, and Melanie was standing a few feet to the left with her hands over her mouth.

"Are you okay?" Troy asked concerned, as she still balanced in his arms.

"Yeah," Gabriella replied breathlessly, looking into his piercing blue eyes.

Troy gave a genuine smile, and then pulled her up. Gabriella's breath caught in her throat as he drew her close to him to prevent her from falling again. His hands were holding her waist and the small of her back, and Gabriella felt memories of high school come flooding back to her. She swallowed hard as Troy made no movement to let go. She finally opened her eyes and looked up into his stunning blue eyes, the eyes she used to know so well. Their eyes locked, and he was about to say something, but he was interrupted by a screech to the left.

"I am so sorry! Are you okay?" Melanie asked running up next to them.

Troy immediately took his hands from Gabriella, though she silently wished inside that he would put them back.

Gabriella managed a warm smile and nodded. "Shall we go to the reception now?" she asked nervously, avoiding Troy's eyes.

Melanie grinned. "Yes, let's go. We'll meet you there," she said as she dragged Troy off to the car.

Gabriella agreed and sighed as she watched them walk away. She started to go down the steps gradually, and when she reached the bottom she saw a familiar friend waiting for her. This certain friend was dark skinned, and had crazy hair. Gabriella grinned as she strolled over to him, picking up her dress in the process.

"Gabster!" he said with a smile as he picked her up into a hug.

"Chad! It's been so long, how have you been?" Gabriella asked excitedly as the broke away. She looked at him; he had definitely changed. His hair was still it's craziness, but he had now a more mature look to his face.

Chad smiled widely. "I've been okay, nothing really out of the ordinary. Did you get my message?" he asked, now leaning against a car.

"Oh, yes I did, but it was late when I got it. I was going to call you later today, after all of this was finished," she said using her arms to gesture what she was talking about.

Chad nodded, but then got a mischievous grin on his face. "So, what was that about?" he said nudging his head towards the place on the stairs where Gabriella had almost fallen.

Gabriella felt the heat rise to her cheeks and looked down. "It was nothing, Chad," she replied.

Chad let out a laugh. "Nothing? Gabs, don't act like it was nothing. Troy doesn't hold people like that for any reason. I was fifty yards away and I could tell there was something there," he said grinning.

Gabriella rolled her eyes. "For God's sake Chad, he's getting married! How could there possibly 'be something?'" Gabriella asked incredulously.

Chad sighed and leant his head back to look at the sky. "Gabs, it's Troy we're talking about. You know him. Don't make me spell it out for you," he said now looking at Gabriella with his arms crossed across his chest.

"Wait, he talked to you about this?" she asked.

"Yes, he did. I'm his best friend, who else would he talk to it about? His high school sweetheart as his wedding planner? Surely he wouldn't take it up with the redhead," he said as he started to walk away.

"Hold on, what did he say?" she inquired as she followed him down the street.

Chad sighed and stopped. "Gabster, I love you like a sister, but I will not talk about this any longer, because you need to go to a certain reception. Now, I am going to continue to walk down this sidewalk, and you are not going to chase after me looking for answers. You will turn around and go to the reception, and you will talk to me later," he said giving her a hug. He then continued to walk down the street, leaving Gabriella standing in shock.

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Gabriella strolled into the reception hall, hoping to find Jackie to congratulate her. Unfortunately, she kept getting interrupted by friends and guests complimenting her on doing such a 'fabulous job'. After awhile, Gabriella gave up and found her seat, which was fortunately seated next to Taylor.

"Hey Tay," Gabriella greeted as she took her seat.

Taylor smiled widely. "Hey Gabi, I'm really loving the set up here," she said.

"Thanks. Hey Tay, would you call it strange if your high school sweetheart stopped you from falling, and held you a little longer than intended?" Gabriella asked while looking at a menu. She heard faintly in the background a slow song come on, but she ignored it.

Taylor almost fell off her chair. "What?" she asked in disbelief.

Gabriella's eyes slowly transferred from the menu to Taylor. Gabriella nodded faintly, which caused Taylor's eyes to widen.

"Are you serious? Gabriella, it's obvious! He still-" but Taylor was interrupted by another voice.

"Miss Montez, I believe this dance belongs to me?" the voice asked.

Gabriella looked up, and saw Jeremy standing there with his hand outstretched, waiting to take her hand. Gabriella just stared at it, but took it when Taylor pushed her in the back. Jeremy pulled her up off the chair and led her to the dance floor. He placed on hand on the small of her back, and the other he took in her hand. They swayed to the music, but Gabriella didn't feel what she felt with Troy earlier. Whenever Troy touched her, she felt her breath catch in her throat and butterflies arrive in her stomach. With Jeremy, she felt none of these things as they danced. She sighed, and Jeremy must have felt it, because then he spoke.

"Are you okay?" he asked, now looking at her.

Gabriella snapped her attention to him. "Yeah, I'm fine," she responded.

Jeremy raised his eyebrows. "You don't seem fine."

Gabriella let out a breath. "It's just my life, that's all. Nothing I really want to talk about at the moment," she replied biting her lip.

Jeremy just nodded, and then continued to lead her in the dance. As the song ended, she felt a pair of eyes on her. She looked around the room swiftly, and saw a familiar pair of blue eyes looking at her. Gabriella tore her eyes away quickly, hoping that Troy didn't see her gazing at him.

Jeremy broke away from her and smiled. "Gabriella you seem like a really nice person. I would really like to get to know you better. Would you give me your number so we could do something some time?" he asked hopefully.

Gabriella was taken aback by the sudden question, but nonetheless smiled, wrote down her number and gave it to him. He walked away grinning. Gabriella made her way back to the table. When she sat, Taylor over loaded her with questions.

"So, who was that fine man?" she asked with eyebrows raised.

Gabriella rolled her eyes. "He was one of the groomsmen, that's all," Gabriella replied.

"You sure? The look on his face said he wanted to be more than a 'groomsman' in your eyes," she said crossing her legs and sitting back.

Gabriella let out a laugh. "Taylor, I don't think I will be seeing him like that."

"Right, because you still have feelings for Troy," she replied with a knowing look.

"Tay, you realize he is here, don't you?" Gabriella asked.

Taylor smiled. 'Yeah, I talked to him while you were dancing with that 'nothing-more-than-a-groomsman' fellow. We talked for a couple of minutes, nothing really exciting. But he did seem kinda jealous that you were with another guy," she said with a satisfactory smile on.

Gabriella shook her head at her friend. "Taylor, you were the reason he saw me with Jeremy, weren't you?" she asked.

Taylor looked away from Gabriella. "What? I didn't tell him you were dancing with another man, no, if that's what you're getting at. What are you talking about?"

Gabriella sighed and smiled. "Unbelievable," she muttered.

Taylor looked back at her friend. "But come on, you can't tell me that you like that guy better than Troy," she said knowingly.

"I'll admit I just didn't feel what I think I'm supposed to. You know, the butterflies in the stomach, heart speeding up, and leaving you breathless? I didn't feel those things when I was dancing with Jeremy," Gabriella replied, playing with the edge of the lace tablecloth.

"And you felt those with Troy," Taylor finished nodding.

Gabriella nodded sheepishly. "Well girl, your heart will figure things out soon," Taylor responded as she got up to go get food from the buffet table.

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"Are you sure you don't want me to help you clean up?" Gabriella asked the young teen worker.

He shook his head. "No thanks, Miss. I'll be fine," he replied as he continued to pick up streamers and other garbage.

It was after the reception, and almost everybody had left. Gabriella stayed after, wanting to congratulate the happy couple last. She was also supposed to stay until the last guest left, and make sure that everybody had a good time. Two other people stayed after also, one of them having red hair and the other having brown. They were trying to dance to the slow song that had come on due to the teen worker. Sadly, Troy was dancing terribly, and Melanie was getting frustrated. Gabriella bit back a laugh; it was quite funny to see them stumbling all over the dance floor. Eventually Melanie got fed up and marched over to Gabriella.

"Gabriella, can you help me?" she asked huffing.

Gabriella smiled. "Sure. How so?" she asked.

"Teach this buffoon how to dance correctly. Honestly, I do not want to be seen like this on our wedding day!" she exclaimed pointing to Troy.

Gabriella looked at Troy. His face was unreadable; she couldn't tell what he wanted her to do. "Oh, gee, uh, you know I'm not the best dancer-" Gabriella stumbled but Melanie interrupted.

"Please, I saw you out there with that guy. You're great," she said encouraging.

Gabriella couldn't get out of this one. "Okay," she said before walking nervously over to Troy.

When she stood in front of him, he smiled. "Yes, Miss Montez, teach me how to dance," he said.

Gabriella grinned. "You got it Bolton. Now, put your hands on my waist and take my other hand," she instructed.

She felt her heartbeat speed up he took his hand in hers. She looked up and saw him waiting for his next instruction. She quickly looked down.

"And now, just go with the music," she said simply.

Troy began to laugh, but moved slightly to the slow beat of the song. "Definitely not one of your clearest instructions," he whispered.

Gabriella smiled as she leaned and swayed with him. "You have a better way of explaining it?" she asked playfully.

He chuckled and let his head fall back. "Now that I think about it, not really," he answered.

"I thought so," Gabriella said grinning.

Troy returned the grin as he spun her around. Gabriella gracefully twirled her body around and then resumed their original position, except this time their bodies were a little closer. Gabriella took in a quick breath as her body was against Troy's chest. All the muscle from high school was still there, she realized. She looked up at him as the last few bars of the song played out. They locked eye contact, and Gabriella bit her lip.

"You're a really good teacher," he said genuinely, still with eyes locked.

Gabriella's breaths became quicker. "Thank you," she said softy. They were standing so close that she could feel his breath on her neck.

"Why can't you dance with me like that? Honestly, you were a wreck five minutes ago, and now you're fantastic!" Melanie exclaimed from the background, breaking the trance that both of them were in.

Troy and Gabriella jumped away from each other swiftly, as if they did something dire.

"Thank you! I think you've saved us both form utter humiliation at our wedding day," Melanie said coming up to them, wrapping her arms around Troy's arm.

Gabriella gave a small smile. "It's no problem."

Melanie straightened her position. "So, I was thinking we could all meet for lunch tomorrow, to work out the details?" she asked.

"Oh, um, sure," Gabriella responded nodding.

Melanie smiled. "Great, does noon at the café on Spruce Street work for you?"

Gabriella leaned on a table. "Yeah, that sounds good," she replied, putting her hands behind her to support herself.

"Excellent! We'll see you tomorrow," Melanie proclaimed as she started to walk off. Troy nodded at Gabriella, who nodded back. As she watched Troy's retreating back, she couldn't help but wonder what had just happened between them.

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Author's Note: This chapter was long, just about 7 pages on Microsoft word! I'm terribly sorry this chapter took so long; I had kind of a hard time writing it. I'm not quite sure it came out the way I wanted it, either. Anyway, I shall have the next chapter up soon, probably late tonight or tomorrow. Please review! Thanks!