Imani looked at her hotel room clock. It was 8:30. She thought about getting up but ignored the idea. The party started in thirty minutes. She said knew with would take her at least an hour to get ready, and she didn't want to be the first one there so she decided to swing by at 10 o'clock. She then crashed hear head back against the pillow to go back to sleep. About thirty minutes later her phone started beeping. She knew it was the alarm. She set it so she wouldn't sleep through the party. She then got up to take a shower and change clothes. She threw on a light blue tank top on with a navy blue off-the-shoulder cover over it. She put on some blue jeans shorts with flip-flops.

Imani grabbed her phone and pulled open the drawer to grab the navy blue cover for her phone so it would match her outfit. She stuck her phone in her pocket and grabbed her keys of the night stand. She let out a yawn as she the got into her car. She was still a little tired but she knew she would get over that once she got to the party. She pulled grabbed the invitation that she had put in the armrest. She had to think about where Camille Lane was. It had been so long since she'd been around Albuquerque. She started to remember where were the streets were. Camille is off of Jefferson and Jefferson should be on my left. Sure enough, when she reached the intersection she saw Jefferson Road. She saw Camille Lane after going down the street about half a mile. She glanced at the invitation once more to make sure got the right house. This is it, 2376 Camille Lane. She parked the car in the grass to avoid it getting hit by any of the other ones there. She then walked up to the door. She heard loud music from the other side. She opened the door and walked in to the house. She didn't notice any one she knew but then again she was sort of new.

As she neared the living room through the crowd she caught a glimpse of JT dancing in the middle of the room with a can of Coke in his hand and Kimmi dance with him. She decided to move over to see who else had come to the party. She saw Troy dancing with Gabriella, although Troy had no kind of rhythm and stepped on Gabriella's foot at least three times she saw. She put a piece of hair behind her ear and walked over to the table with food on it. She grabbed a few chips from the bowl and dipped them in the small container of dip.

Imani was still facing the table when she was tapped on the shoulder. She screamed and jumped. She turned around noticing it was JT. "You scared the crap out of me. What the hell were you thinking?" Then she pushed him back away from her.

"My bad. I didn't think you were coming," JT told her.

"You really wanted me to come," she said in a suggestive babyish tone.

"Yeah," his cheeks started to turn light pink. "I wanted you to come."

"Well…let's dance," Imani said pulling his arm, leading him to the living room where the music was playing and the dance floor was. She put her arms around his neck as he placed his around her waist. She was enjoying the moment until she looked up into his eyes. His lips then leaned in towards hers. They touched for a moment but she pulled away.

"I can't do this," Imani said stepping away from him. "I'm sorry." Then she turned around long enough for him to grab her wrist and spin her to face him.

"No, I'm sorry. I was out of line for that. You still want to dance," JT said in a sincere tone.

She nodded and out her arms back her neck. As soon as she had got back comfortable in his arms she saw Sharpay.

"JT, you promised me a dance…remember," Sharpay said in a ditzy baby tone, twirling her blonde hair with her index finger and rolling her eyes at Imani.

JT was about to something when Imani interjected.

"It's fine JT. I'm tired anyways. I'm going home," Imani faked a smile and then walked away.

"Slut," Sharpay laughed into Imani's ear as she pushed passed her to get to JT.

"Bitch," Imani said back to her in the same tone.

As Imani reached the door she heard a familiar voice. She turned around and saw Chad with Taylor. She laughed to herself at his dancing but he had a lot more rhythm than Troy did, but they both should keep their moves on the court and not on the dance floor.

Imani walked out of the house and went to her car. She backed out of the lawn and headed back to her "house".