Title: Existentialism on Prom Night
Chapter: 2.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jason finds out Ryan and Sharpay's plans and thinks about using it to get back with Kelsi, but only if Kelsi doesn't find out first. Spoilers for HSM 3.
Fandom: High School Musical 3
Disclaimer(s): I don't own anyone in this story. Someone else owns everyone and everything in this story.


Kelsi rubbed her eyes and looked down at her watch. She let her eyes flutter close at the time. 6:23 AM. She quickly shot them open and let out a long yawn. She continued playing on the piano in the music room. She closed her eyes, envisioning the scene before her.

Hands entwined. Bodies so close you air couldn't pass between. A long white dress that floated as they twirled. A black tux that hugged to his frame. But the face. The face was unclear. Still a bit blurred. The only thing she knew was his rough hands holding hers.

"Kelsi?"

Kelsi's upper body jumped up off the piano. Her glasses were pushed into her face, leaving and indent and her body was slightly sweaty. She pushed up her glasses, rubbing her eyes and then let her glasses fall back into place, helping her vision.

She smiled softly, "Jason, hi." She furrowed her brow in confussion, "What are you doing here so early?"

"It's like seven thirty," Jason informed, walking over to her. "Are you okay?"

Kelsi nodded, collecting her music, "Yeah. Just tired." She put it back in her folder and got up to join him in the halls. "C'mon, let's go," she said, grabbing his hand and walked backwards to guide him only to run into a wall and drop her things.

She sighed, dropping to her knees to collect them as did he. "I'm such a klutz," she mumbled/

"No," he shook his head, placing his hand on hers. "You're not."

She looked at their hands and then up at him. A smile started to creep up on her face.

Boys and girls pretend to know me
They try so hard
And I get what I want
My name is my credit card
Don't try to hate me
Because I am so popular
Pop, pop, pop-ular...

Jason sighed, closing his eyes and held onto her hand, not wanting her to let go.

Kelsi pulled her cellphone out, blushing in embarrassment, "Sorry. Sharpay." She flipped open her phone. "Sharpay?" She rolled her eyes and nodded a bit with some "Mhmmm"s and "Yes"s. She hung up and then realized his hand was still on hers. She flushed even pinker and pulled her hand away. "I have to go, Jason," she whispered to him as if it was a secret, refusing to meet his eyes. She took her things and rushed out of the music room.

Jason watched her stumble out the door. She really was a klutz. But that's why he liked her. He could always stoop in and save her if needed. Although she had been some what independent since they started school.

HSM

Kelsi rushed toward the stage and stopped when she heard some voices. She furrowed her brow, trying to make sense of the commotion.

"Her's your coffee, Sharpay," came the sound of a gentle English voice.

Must be that new girl, Tiara something or other.

"I SAID GET THE MUSIC!"

That was definitely Sharpay.

"After I take her to prom, I'll have the music."

Ryan...?

Kelsi's face dropped and she could feel something rising in her stomach.

"Well, then sleep with her or something. I'm not waiting for my music!" Sharpay yelled.

Kelsi turned around quickly and ran down the hall.

HSM

"So you get to talk with Kelsi yet?" Zeke asked, nudging Jason playfully.

Jason sighed with a shrug, "More or less. But not about what I wanted." He tossed the ball to Chad, who shot the ball into the hoop.

"You can't ask her to prom?" Chad asked.

"You haven't asked Taylor," Troy reminded.

"Ryan asked her," Jason mumbled, looking at the ground.

"Ouch," Troy stated.

Jason shrugged, trying not to care, but he did. He cared a lot.

"Jason."

Jason turned around to face the open double doors to find Kelsi running over to him. He frowned at the tears threatening to fall from her blue eyes and her face flushed and the way her body was shaking with her shoulders hunched over. "Kelsi?" he said in concern.

"Miss Nielsen, this is a..." Coach started.

Jason held up his hand to Coach to stop him, which he hesitantly oblied to.

Kelsi hugged him, wrapping her arms around his torso and sobbed on his chest, hiding her face.

Jason wrapped his arms tight around her shoulder, stroking her matted hair back.