Hello, hello again. Well this chapter is just another to past the time. Cheers!

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K: Bus rides suck! It is a cruel, cruel punishment for children who must ride in such a thing in the mornings. Grumbling and muttering things under my breath I walked to my locker and twisted the dial putting in my combination only to have it not work. So I had to yank and pull and grip the whole while.

"Stupid locker!" I cursed beating it.

"Wow temper, temper." I heard a voice behind me laugh.

"Oh and if you think your so slick why don't you give it a try" I growled turning to see that Mr. Slick was none other then Ryan himself.

He was leaning against the long line of lockers his blonde hair looked very unruly and adorable under his navy blue hat that was tipped down in front of his face. Giving him a very mysterious look.

I blushed and murmured "Sorry didn't know it was you."

He smirked "Quite alright but let me help you with that" He walked in front of my locker and I gave him the combination.

He spun it around and hit the bottom then top and as if by magic it opened. I stood mouth open.

"How did you? What did you?" I couldn't speak it was amazing all year and last I've had trouble with that bloody locker and he did it without any trouble.

No longer would I be late to class and have the teacher give me the death glare or would I have detention. I was ecstatic! Jumping up I hugged him for a reason I don't know, my mind was cloudy with relief and pure joy.

He was shocked at first very stiff but soon enough his arms wrapped around my waist. A flood of butterflies rushed to my stomach, my mind cluttered and my cheeks were a bright red. Pulling away as the bell rang we simple stared at each other.

"Sorry" I said "I'd better go see you later" And without a word from him I was gone.

R: Did she just do what I think she did? Oh my… what the… wow! I stood dumbstruck in the hallway as others passed me by.

I walked to class in a complete daze and I couldn't wait for the day to end so we could file music yet again. Soon enough I found myself sitting in sixth period staring at the clock. Two minutes to go.

"Now class" My history teacher began "Your reports will be due on the third" One minute to go. "So I expect all of you to be working hard these will count towards a large proportion of your grade".

At long last the bell rang and I jumped from my seat racing to the door and to my locker stuffing my things in my bag I ran to her. Watching as she hit the bottom then top of her locker and smiled to herself. She carefully placed her things in her bag checking and double checking to make sure all was well.

I walked to her making sure she didn't notice me before I jumped form behind her yelling "Hey Kelsi!" Giving a sharp squeal she turned to me as I let out a loud laugh.

"Ryan!" She screamed "You scared me!" She looked slightly angry at fist before she too joined in with me, laughing.

K: What makes him like that? One day we hardly know each other and the next we're in the hallways joking and laughing over the mountains of homework and up coming auditions. I like him this way carefree and funny. We reach the band room just as Mr. Featherstone is leave.

"Hey Kelsi" cough "today it'll great if you" cough "just cleaned the room normally I would but" cough "I've got this cold and I'd better get home." Pulling out a white cloth he covered his mouth as he wheezed and coughed all the way down the hall.

"Well" I said as we walked into the room. "Let's get started."

Ryan walked in behind me but went straight for the radio. A spicy tune poured from the speakers a trumpet sounded and we both smiled as we stared putting away chairs.

"Wanna play something?" Ryan asked looking at me as he stacked the last chair up.

"Sure you pick" I said.

"Truth or Dare?" He said as I laughed out "Ah a classic!" We sat on the floor having finished the jobs and still having an hour to spend.

"Alright I'll go first" I grinned "Truth!"

Ryan looked at me for a moment before speaking. "Tell me your favorite color."

I tilted my head and frowned "That's what you want to know my favorite color?" He simply shrugged and nodded.

"Well ok its blue I love the color blue. Now your turn Truth or Dare my friend?"

He smirked "Truth." I leaned against the piano bench like yesterday deep in thought.

"Ok tell me something about Sharpay that no one else knows." He looked at me in shock.

"Oh come on I gave you an easy one!"

I laughed "Well I never said I'd do the same Mr. Evans now tell me somthin'"

He sighed before answering "She likes him you know Zeke she'll never tell anyone but she does a lot"

I smiled "Really? Wow that's a thought." The game progressed into mainly a truth game so far neither of us dared ask a dare.

R: It was my turn to ask a question she was waiting patiently looking to me smiling. Her tight bun, now lose letting strands of her brown hair free to fall on her shoulders and face. I leaned back and asked "So other hobbies what do you do other then music?"

I watched as she chewed her inner cheek thinking, pondering.

"I like to just hang out. I don't really like going out late partying or anything crazy I like being at home watching movies you know just reading or sitting around in my pajamas all day. I'm simple."

She shrugged it off as she finished waiting for me to respond. "I understand. I don't mind going out at night but then again I'd be just as happy being home…"

We stared at one another for a moment letting the last note of the soft clarinet play. The song was over and for a split second all was quiet I looked at her she at me. Silence ringing with the walls. I felt a burst of confidence spring through me.

"Truth or Dare Kelsi?" She never lost eye contact with me

"… Dare" she whispered.

I smiled thanking the heavens for her choice. "Go out with me."

As soon as the words left me so did my confidence I suddenly wished I had kept my mouth shut.

K: Did I hear him correctly? Go out with him! My mind was alive and a buzz with thoughts and choices to make.

"I'm sorry" He said looking away "That was stupid I'm stupid here I'll just take you home and we'll forget it ever happened."

Walking out to the car we didn't speak his face was turned away fro mine in embarrassment. The drive home was pure hell for both of us. The only sound was the passing of other cars. I looked at Ryan as he drove face flushed and brown eyes sad with worry. I smiled. Pulling up into my driveway I opened the door and got out.

Turning back I said "Well Mr. Evans I would think that Friday evening would suit me well what do you say?" He gave me a queer look of misunderstanding.

"For our date Friday evening pick me up around let's say seven ok?" I grinned. His face formed from confused to shocked to pure joy I laughed as added.

"Yeah F-Friday sounds great!"