Chapter 2

As a long black stretch limousine pulled up to 321 Broadway, the paparazzi standing outside all got ready to attack. They saw Troy Bolton step out of the car first and then he turned to help a very stunning Sharpay Evans out from the low set car. She automatically put on her happy-camper smile and Troy lead her up to the front door of the house.

As Troy and Sharpay walked through the massive ten foot door, everyone turned to look at Sharpay. Kaley, always being the slightly odd, out there best friend, started screaming and ran up to Sharpay, nearly knocking her over. "I AM SO HAPPY FOR YOU SHAR!"

"Kaley, I talked to you just half an hour ago.. What's in the punch?" She took a drink out of Kaley's glass and almost gagged. It tasted like straight vodka. "Oh honey. Here," she took her over to the snack table. "eat this." Sharpay basically shoved a red velvet Sprinkles cup cake into her best friends mouth. Kaley chewed for a moment and then looked up at Sharpay.

"You are such a good friend." She threw her arms around her. Then she suddenly changed moods. "Do you want to dance?"

"I would love to!" Sharpay looked at Troy quickly and gave him an apologetic look. He laughed lightly and motioned for her to go on.

About half an hour later, while Troy was talking to all of the other girl's dates, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see none other than Kaley looking at him. He smile sweetly. "Feeling better?"

"Yeah, I downed a lot of punch." an awkward silence overtook them for a moment. "Troy?"

"Yeah?"

"You should go ask Sharpay to dance." Troy seemed to think about this for a moment and then looked onto the dance floor. He spotted Sharpay within a second and headed over to her.

Almost scaring her half to death, Troy put his hands on Sharpay's shoulders and she spun around quickly. She put her hand over her heart. "Oh, Troy! You scared me!"

"Sorry." he looked at her up and down and then deep into her eyes. "Sharpay?"

She smiled at him. He almost looked nervous. "Yes Troy?" she raised one eyebrow, still smiling at him.

"Would like to dance with me?" he put his hand out. Sharpay seemed to think about it. "If you don't want to, that's ok." he began to back up when he felt a hand on his arm.

"Troy, I'm just messing with you.. I would love to dance with you." Troy smiled goofily and Sharpay looked back to all of her girlfriends giggling and pointing fingers. She could have sworn she was still in high school.

Troy held her hand and led her out to a more isolated spot on the dance floor. Conveniently , right as they were beginning to dance, a slow song came on. Sharpay looked up at the DJ and saw Kaley standing right next to him. She winked at Sharpay and then went on with her own business.

Troy put his other hand out and Sharpay took it gently, feeling just a tiny feeling run through her. They pulled their bodies closer together, quite awkwardly at first, but as the song played on, they got more comfortable. Sharpay, feeling the soft beat of the music, laid her head down on Troy's shoulders and shut her eyes. She felt Troy set his chin on top of her head and she smiled gently. His smell was a mix between hair gel and Calvin Klein cologne. As the song was coming to an end, Troy spoke up. "Sharpay?"

"Yes Troy?" she pulled her head up and looked him deep in the eyes.

"Can I take you out sometime? Like, on a real date?" Sharpay smiled lightly.

"I would love to." Their eyes still met, Troy leaned down closer to Sharpay. So close in fact, that they could physically feel each other breathing. Since she decided that Troy was taking to long and the suspense was killing her, Sharpay stood up quickly on her tip toes and closed the already small space between their lips. Her arms snaked around his neck, his around her waist. After a few moments, Sharpay pulled back and blushed slightly. "Sorry." She seemed to laugh nervously.

Troy, amused by this whole new side of Sharpay. Put his hand under her chin and lifted her lips to his once more.