AN: First of all I want to take a moment to tell you how completely frustrated I am that someone has spitefully did this to Vanessa again. The spotlights on her and she is doing such a good job, then somebody decides to try and ruin it for her.
Sadly, the name calling is beginning again and I am one of the ones who will be their for Vanessa every step of the way, like last time.
Anybody who calls her names has no right. Vanessa is an amazingly talented actress and anybody who cant see that is blind. Hopefully whoever is doing this will get caught and it can get ended.
I want to see Vanessa walking around with her head held high because she is a very strong girl!
If you don't know what I'm talking about, then its going to stay that way, I'm not spreading all this round. For the people that do know, I hope you feel the same way.

Anyways on a brighter note I'm back from vacation, I'll be here all week, and ill give you all a heads up when I leave again! It's a very small chapter but I owe you guys a chapter anyways =)

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And I've been walkin, walkin behind enemy lines
And I've been fightin, fightin from the other side
I've been sayin, sayin that I won't fall this time
But now I'm walkin, walkin within enemy lines

Demi Lovato- Behind Enemy Lines

Remember "Little Stevie Richardson." ? The guy in Kindergarten who called me a nerd. Well, Stevie Richardson always did have a big mouth. He knew everything. Whether if it was that Julia was getting braces or if Timmy had "scored" again.

It was a simple fact. Sadly, it had became a known fact that I needed little Stevie Richardson. But that always came with a cost.

"I need a favour." I said sitting down on Stevies table.

It was lunch, and as always, Stevie was sitting alone. You'd think that because he had a big mouth he'd have at least someone to sit next looked up at me slowly, his brown bangs fell over his dark grey eyes. His frown turned into a smirk and he bit the end of his pencil.

"Yes?" He asked quietly.

"Sharpay Evans. Tell me about her." I said, placing my hand under my chin.

"Ah, Miss Evans, well where can I start?" He said, placing the pencil down.

"I just want to know a few things."

"Well, Gabriella, I don't come cheap." He replied looking straight at me.

"Don't I know it." I muttered.

He rolled his eyes and opened up his notebook. "What are you willing to do for me." I guess he ignored my last comment.

"What am I willing to do for you?" I repeated.

"Yes, are you deaf?"

"No, my hearing is fine thank you." I said smiling sweetly.

"Could have fooled me."

I ignored him. "What do you want?"

"I want a lot of things Gabriella, A sports car, a big house, a dog."

"A dog?"

"My parents don't trust me."

"I wonder why." I sighed.

"I just so happen to know everything about Miss Evans."

"Oh god." I groaned.

"A date."

"A date?"

"Yes a date, or you sure you aren't deaf?" He asked sighing.

"What do you mean a date!?" I asked him, raising an eyebrow.

"With Sharpay, you get me a date with her, I'll tell you whatever you want to know about her."

I groaned and slammed my head to the table.

"Is that a yes??" Stevie asked.

"Fine! Okay, I'll try."

Stevie smiled and started writing in his notebook. "Good you have until next Friday."

"What! I have a deadline."

He picked up his notebook and showed me the pages, filled with names.

"I have a lot of clients, Gabriella. Its only fair you get a deadline."

"Fine, okay, Fine!!" I growled and stomped off in search of Sharpay.

On my journey down the hall, I ran into Troy. Oh Joy.

"Hey, it's lunch." He said looking at me weirdly.

"Yeah, I know." I said.

"Hey, wait!" He said stopping me as I walked passed him.

I looked up at him. Bad idea. I cant help but stare into those ice blue eyes of his.

"Y-Yeah…"I stammered. Crap! Who does that!?

He smiled. "You wanna maybe catch a movie Saturday?" He asked.

I starred at him confused, with my mouth open. Did he just ask me out? I looked around to make sure he was talking to me. Wait, wasn't he like a player?

"Um, me?" I asked still starring at him.

He bit his lip and started scratching his neck. "Well, yeah, I mean you're the only one here, unless you don't want to catch a movie, we don't have to that, we don't have to do anything, you know if you don't want too…"

I stood there letting him ramble before it finally processed in my mind and I shook my head.

"No, I mean….I mean Yeah I'd love to go to a movie….with you."

He slowly smiled. "Really?"

I nodded. "Sure, It'll be fun."

He nodded. "Yeah, great, I'll…I'll see you Saturday then?"

I nodded. "Pick me up at 7."

He smiled. "Yeah. See you." he waved and walked down the hall.

I stood their starring until I remembered I was on a mission. Where was Sharpay.

"Hey!" I asked some random student. "You seen Sharpay?"

The girl nodded and pointed to the bathroom. "She's been their for a while now."

I nodded and thanked her then ran into the bathroom.

"Sharpay?" I called.

"Hello!" She greeted. She was stood in front of the mirror applying her lip gloss to her lips.

"So, how you been?" I asked.

She smiled. "Great! You talked to Troy?"

"Yeah…I-" I began. "Wait what do you mean? Did you know Troy wanted to talk to me?"

Sharpay blushed and placed her lip gloss down. "No, no, it's just you know, he's been looking for you…."

I nodded slowly not quite believing her. "Oh."

"So, Did you need me." She asked quickly changing the subject.

"Um, yeah, you know Stevie Richardson, right?"

She rolled her eyes and started fishing round in her make-up bag. "How can I not, the boy practically stalks me."

I sighed to myself. No wonder he couldn't ask her himself. He's not helping me here. "Err, yeah, well."

"What about him?"

Maybe I should ease my way into it. "He's weird."

Sharpay looked at me. "Yeah."

"Well, I'll see you around?" I smiled and waved.

She slowly waved back still looking at me. "Okay?"

I quickly rushed out of the room and slammed my head against the nearest locker. This was going to be harder than I thought, and I only had 2 weeks, to top that off it was only Monday. Great. Then i remembered my date with Troy. I hadn't been on a date since Brian! I wasn't good at this sort of stuff. I continued to slam my head against the locked. I hated Sharpay and now i have to get her to go on a date with Stevie! I was beginning to cross enemy lines.

"Hey." A girl said coming up to me.

I looked at her, she looked like a freshman.

"That's my locker." She said pointing to the locker, I was now slamming my head off.

"Oh." I blushed. "Sorry."