(A/N: Hello, once again! I kinda lost track of time, so I'm not entirely sure how long it took me this time to update the story . . . But I hope you like it!)

Soon, the two engaged couples went out to clarify the small details of the weddings, such as florists, place settings, and the caterers, while Sharpay and Ryan wen tot go clarify a few things with their parents at Lava Springs.

Of course, since the caterers were within the gang (courtesy of Zeke), he left, too. Which left Jason and Kelsi alone together, conveniently enough.

It wasn't exactly a coincidence, per se, just coinciding schedules that left the two of them alone.

Conveniently enough, of course.

"Do you think they set us up?" Kelsi asked, stroking Snuggles's fur. Cuddles was playing with Jason again, and he and Kelsi were sitting in the middle of the living room floor.

"Uh . . . maybe. I mean, Zeke and Sharpay are going out again. Maybe they expect us to get back together." Jason looked up at Kelsi, and Cuddles took the opportunity to snatch her toy from Jason's grasp.

"Hey! She cheated!"

"You let your guard down," Kelsi laughed. Jason sighed, and began to play tug-of-war with Cuddles.

"It's weird that the boy dog is the more well-behaved one."

"And why is that?"

"Well, guys are usually, you know, not so well-behaved."

"I was behaved in class in high school!"

"You . . . slept through a lot of them."

"True."

"Or asked stupid questions in them. 'How were your holidays, Miss Darbus?' 'What was your favorite summer memory, Miss Darbus?' Were you just curious or brown-nosing her?"

"Brown-nosing?"

"You know. Kissing up."

"I was not!" Kelsi laughed again, and Jason did, too.

"Nah, it just seemed like a good idea to ask at the time. Afterwards, it just kinda . . . seemed stupid."

"Yeah, no kidding."

They were . . . well, in a word, bonding. In a way. Talking, going over high school memories . . . You know, just two good friends having a conversation.

"Hey, do you remember our senior prom?" Kelsi nodded.

"Yeah, definitely."

"I accidentally dropped the punch I was supposed to give you."

"But it didn't ruin anyone's clothes."

"Didn't you trip because you were wearing really high heels?"

"Yeah, while we were dancing. You caught me though. It was romantic." Kelsi stroked Snuggles's fur absentmindedly and smiled. Truthfully, she did want to get back together with Jason. Pick up where they had left off. Be romantic with one another again.

"Kelsi!"

"Sorry, what?"

"You were kinda spaced out."

"Oh, sorry. Did you say something?"

"Well, uh, I was wondering if you'd like to go see a movie with me. Like, tomorrow?" Wow. Jason couldn't have had better timing to ask her that. She was, of course, just in the middle of hoping something like this would happen . . .

"Really?"

"It's OK if you don't want to, I mean, you don't have to."

"It's OK. I want to, Jason." Jason smiled at her warmly.

Cuddles stopped playing with her toy and went to go drink some water.

Jason and Kelsi reached for the rubber ball, and their hands touched. Kelsi looked up at Jason, and he looked right back down at her. Kelsi looked into his eyes, and for a minute, thought something would happen.

Something almost did, happen, if the gang hadn't chosen such a bad time to come back.

Jason and Kelsi . . . were just about to kiss!

"Oh um . . . are we interrupting something?" Troy had asked the question, but Chad was the one who had a smirk on his face. Jason stood up, smiling, and brushed the fur off his pants and shirt.

"Nope. You're not interrupting anything."

Snuggles climbed off of Kelsi's lap and trotted over to Sharpay, and she scooped him up into her arms.

Cuddles came bounding back from the kitchen and greeted Chad excitedly.

But then she puked. Right on his shoes. The gang stifled laughs and snickering by pretending to cough.

"Ugh . . . " Chad stepped hesitantly out of his shoes and stepped back while Kelsi picked Cuddles up.

"Uh . . . sorry. She just drained out her water bowl."

"Yeah. Then dumped it onto my shoes . . . "

"Well, they were ratty old sneakers, anyway," Taylor smiled.

"They were my favorite sneakers, though."

"But my least favorite." Chad rolled his eyes, and the rest of the gang laughed.

(A/N: So, didja like it? I sure hope you did . . . as usual, reviews are very much welcomed (wink wink, nudge nudge). Oh, yeah. Happy Labor Day, people! No school! Woo-hoo! LOL.)