Gabriella was so mad she could barely see straight. How could guys be so retarded? Well, she didn't have to put up with it, the party was her chance to let loose. She looked through her luggage and found the dress she had brought from her last birthday. It was a strapless mini, in yellow, orange, and red across with silvery rhinestones, like a twilight sunset. She only brought it on a whim, not thinking she would ever wear it. But under the circumstances that was dealt against her she'd do anything to teach Troy a lesson he would forget. They wouldn't be to shore for nearly an hour more so everyone had to find something to occupy themselves.

"I really don't know what her problem is," Troy said nearly slopping soda on himself in the process, as he flung his arms angrily. "You're such a jackhole," Sharpay replied. Troy turned to her, "What are you even talking about? And since when do you even give a shit about any other living thing besides yourself?" "Since Gabi became my friend."

"Oh, Gabi? You know you two bitches are perfect for each other." "Listen here Bolton, if you'd quit being so thick headed for a few seconds you'd see what your problem is." "And what's my problem Evans?" "That you only care about yourself." Troy's mouth went agape. "You don't even care what Gabriella's been through do you? I know Chad's your friend, but why would you take his side in this over hers? He hurt her, not the other way around." "I AM NOT taking HIS side." "It seems that way Troy, you know that time you spent with Gabriella it seemed it almost turned you human. Now you're just turning back into an asshole." With that Sharpay left.

Gabriella looked into the mirror, wiping her palm across it to take the steam away. She looked at herself, smiling, the scars had faded, and for the moment so had the memories. Maybe she could become herself again, the geeky, quirky, loving bitch that she was. Then she thought about Troy. She wouldn't lie she loved him. But she would never really change herself for anyone. It was either all or nothing, and for Troy Bolton it seemed to be nothing. She toweled her hair, realizing the high of rage she was feeding on was dying down. Now she wasn't even sure she wanted to go to the party. But she had to, she had to show Troy he did not control her. And with that she threw on her scarlet panties and bra with a matching stockings and garter belt with silver ribbons down the side. See looked at herself and saw how easy it was to go from a prude to a seductress. She blushed, she was too shy to even think about something like that. She put on the dress, and put on a shrug with it so it wouldn't be so revealing.

After Sharpay and Gabriella had finished with their make-up and hair they stepped onto the beach that had set a shore 15 minutes before. "Well, I still think we should've been hula dancers." Gabriella laughed at her friend as she looked about the island. They were so many people. "Dad always invites tons of people," Ryan replied almost reading her thoughts. The bonfire in the center of the commotion was mesmerizing, embers floating upward towards the sky. Gabriella looked at it awhile til a cup flaunted in her face, she looked around to see a guy about her age holding it before her. She smiled and took it, nearly choking when she gulped it. He laughed a little, helping her take it. "It's a house specialty." It was near to nothing but alcohol and Gabriella wondered if she looked older than 21 to him. But after a few more drinks she reconsidered that she could care less.

"You wanna dance." She nodded going up with everyone else, she swayed with him. Seeing Troy chatting it up with the local sluts, then spotting her and looked pissed. She smiled she loved that she had more of an effect on him. She gulped down a few more drinks as the guy took her into a cabana. She was tripping over her feet as he tried to slip a sly hand in her bra, but she was still there enough to slap it away. "Come on I know you like me." "Not that much." She turned to leave when he gripped her wrist hard. "We're going to have a good time." "No." She tried pulling away but his grip tightened, cutting off her circulation, and in the next second he was on the floor with a furious Troy looking down at him.