Tiara Gold didn't like many people, and she cared to remember even fewer of them, but for some reason Troy Bolton, who had been nothing more than a brief acquaintance, still came to mind every once in awhile, even though enough time had elapsed that Tiara was now a senior. Maybe she remembered Troy because – in his own way – he hadn't been afraid to tell her what he thought of her. To tell her the truth, subtly as he did it.
He had written in her yearbook All hail the new reigning queen of drama (club, of course).
Tiara hadn't known what to do with that entry. She still didn't, really. Though, as she stomped off of the drama club stage to find the stupid lighting guy, she didn't bother hiding her smirk as she realized one thing: she had easily managed to live up to Troy's apparent expectations for her.
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