I do not own the celebrities or plot from HSM. (Duh, how could I own a celebrity?) I do, however, own this story's plotline and OCs. The e-mail addresses, phone numbers, et cetera are completely made up. Reviews are welcome but no flamers. If you have any ideas for small events in a chapter let me know:D

Also I would like everyone to know that I have no idea how Zac Efron or any other cast member actually acts. For all I know, they're completely the opposite of how I describe them. This is completely fictional. (Please don't sue me!)

Thank you for the reviews Lil Spazzy Q and BOYSlikeWOAHx3!

Chapter 4

"Sonja, wake up!" I groaned as I heard knocking on my door. I glanced at my alarm clock. It was only 5 AM!

"Let me sleep!" I moaned. I heard a key turn in the trailer's lock. Ashley stepped in and pulled the blanket away from me.

"Get up. We have to have your hair, make-up and wardrobe done by 6 AM so that we can drive to Disneyland where we will be giving a speech conference on HSM3 at 1 PM."

I rolled my eyes and got out of bed. Quickly I made my bed and brushed my hair. My face was a mess and I'd forgotten to change out of the clothes I was wearing last night.

"Don't worry about it," Ashley rushed, "The stylists will fix everything. Don't worry about changing; you're getting new clothes anyway." Then off I was being dragged down to hair and make-up.

"What have you done to your face?" cried out Martina in horror. Martina had long French manicured nails and green horn-rimmed glasses. She was personal stylist.

"Nothing," I muttered grumpily, "I just haven't washed it."

"Good heavens!" She took a smelly green cream and smeared it over my face. "Let this sit for 15 minutes. Then we'll wash it off and do your make-up. Can I get someone to do her hair, please?"

The other girls smiled at me encouragingly as I sat in a large chair. After half an hour my face had been revitalized and my hair styled to suit my face.

"Am I done?" I asked impatiently. I hated not doing anything.

"Of course not!" scoffed Martina, "We still have to do your make-up and wardrobe!" I groaned inwardly.

"Could I ask a favour?" I asked silently.

"Sure, dear."

"Could my make-up and clothes be more… normal?" Martina looked at me in surprise and smiled.

"Of course, dear. Make-up, only a light touch-up. Wardrobe I want a cute summer dress that's still conservative!"

At 6 AM we were finished and I gawked at myself in the mirror. The summer dress was a light blue and cinched at the waist to show off how thin I was. Cute strappy sandals showed off my small feet and only mascara and foundation were on my face. I looked beautiful.

"There, you are cute!" Ashley exclaimed as she came to join me in the mirror. Monique and Vanessa followed. They looked gorgeous, but at least I didn't look totally out of place next to them.

We got in the limousine together and started on our way.

"What are we doing on the trip there?" I asked, eyeing my book in my purse.

"We gossip of course!" Monique said as if it were the most obvious answer in the world.

"Like about that new back-up dancer," Vanessa started.

"Who?" I asked.

"Her name's Carmen Montego. She just started and is the biggest flirt in all of LA."

I giggled. "Sounds like the perfect match for Zac."

Vanessa laughed (I think I even heard a snort!). "Yeah, they'd be perfect."

"Is Zac really that bad?" I asked.

"Yes," the three answered in unison. Question answered. At least my mission will be easy to follow.

An e-mail popped up on my screen. It was from the public relations officer. I printed it out.

"Order of seating for conference," Ashley read, "From left to right: Lucas Grabeel, Ashley Tisdale, Corbin Bleu, Monique Coleman, Vanessa Ann Hudgens, Zac Efron, Sonja Gerhardt."

I gasped. "No!" I think I screamed it.

"You're the only girl Zac has never liked and you have to sit by him all day. We feel for you." I swear tears formed at my eyes.

"I- I think I'm going to sleep. Wake me up when we're there."

The public relations officer shooed us into the room. Hundreds of reporters and cameras were in the room with us. I felt all the eyes on me as we sat in our respective seats. As I sipped my water I heard Zac whisper, "If you mess this up, I'm going to make sure you're fired." Gulp.

The conference was signalled to start.

"This question is for Sonja Gerhardt: have you had any previous acting experience?"

"No," I answered truthfully, "But everyone has to start somewhere."

"For Zac Efron: how is it working for a third time on High School Musical?"

"Oh, it's great. I love the cast." Ha. Liar. He didn't love me and I'm part of the cast.

"Sonja: Is it true that the reason you got this job is because you and Zac Efron are dating?" I swear I choked. We'd only met yesterday!

"No, it's not. I've never even-"

Ashley cut me off. "No, it's not. We heard from a friend that there were a lot of aspiring actresses in Edmonton, Canada, so we decided, why not launch a contest there? And if no one made it we'd go to another town, but we found Sonja." Saved.

"That doesn't answer my question about whether Sonja and Zac are dating."

Zac smiled and put an arm around my shoulders. "No, I think of Sonja as my little sister. If nay guy wants to date her, he has to go through me first." How sweet. "I mean, what do young people know about love?" Must control urge to slap.

"Sonja: How do you get along with that cast?"

"Oh they're great! They've been so nice. Sometimes a little bit homesick but he girls fixed that!"

"Ashley: Is it true you and Zac dated?"

"Yes, it is, even though it's recommended actors and actresses don't become involved with one another. It didn't work out, but hey, we're still friends."

"Zac: If you had to pick your perfect girl what would she be like?"

"She'd be mature, about my age, tall, tanned, and she wouldn't be afraid to stuff her face." His eyes glanced at me. Was he implying that I'm anorexic? And why is his arm still around my shoulders?

"Sonja: Did you ever have a crush on Zac?" I did not want to answer.

"Yeah, Sonja, did you ever have a crush on me?" Zac smirked. He was going to get it.

"I, uh…"

"Isn't that the reason all those girls auditioned in Edmonton?"

"That's it!" I shouted, not caring what people thought. "You selfish pig! According to you everything revolves around you! On top of that I resent you constantly referring to me as a little kid!"

Zac laughed and turned to the press. "Sorry, guys, temper tantrum." He got what was coming to him.

I stood up, grabbed his coffee and poured it on his head until there was not one drop left. Smiling I nodded to the press before stomping out of the room.

"What on Earth was that?" I felt my face burning under the gaze of the public relations officer. Zac and I were sitting in his office as if we were two children who had gotten in trouble at school.

"I have no clue; ask Sonja," Zac answered. The PR officer glared at him.

"Don't act innocent Zac. You were totally grilling her back there. Don't think it's gone unnoticed that you don't like her.

"As for you," he continued, looking at me, "I thought you'd have more class than that."

"Oh, but it was classy," I corrected, "Pouring a drink on someone is the sure-fire way to make them remember a lesson."

"Enough!" He shouted, "You two have put the movie's -and your own- name in jeopardy. You will be required to stay away from each other as much as possible.

"Fine by me," Zac replied.

"Me too."

An evil smile spread n the PR guy's face. "On second thought, you have to spend as much time as possible together."

"What?" I shouted.

"No freakin' way!" yelled Zac, "I have a personal life to uphold."

"Well, you're not dating anyone, why not date Sonja?"

"No. No. No. NO!" I shouted.

"You have to."

"How are you going to force us to?"

"If you don't the images of your fight will ruin your acting career," he told Zac. "As for you, Sonja, we could take some of your pay away." My face drained of all colour.

"I'll do it if he will," I muttered.

"Fine," grumbled Zac.

"Okay then! I'll make the arrangements for your first date tonight!" The PR officer exclaimed and shooed us out of his office.

As we stood outside the office Zac glared at me. "This is all your fault. Now I have to cancel my date with Carmen!"

I laughed. "Don't worry. I'm sure she'll find some other guy to torment." With those words I walked back to my trailer, trying to fight back the tears that were on the verge of leaking from my eyes. I did not want to go out with him, but I couldn't abandon my grandmother!