Chapter 5: Cloe's Designs Disclaimer: I'm getting tired of stating this over and over again, but I suppose I must…just for emphasis. (sigh) I do not own High School Musical. (sigh) I do own the characters you do not recognize. In other words I own Rachael and Cloe. But, I will allow you to use them if you ask (but only if I get credit for it…in other words, no stealing)!Chapter 5: Cloe's Designs

"My parents aren't home yet so we'll have time to do whatever we want in peace." Cloe explained. "You're an only child?" Rachael asked. "Yeah, but I have a cat. Her name is Snickers." Cloe answered. "Wow." Rachael said, "I'm an only child, too." The girls smiled at each other as they walked through the kitchen. "Nice place." Rachael commented as they walked up the stairs. "Thanks, now I'll show you my room." Cloe stated. "Great." Rachael laughed.

They got to the top of the stairs and walked to the end of the hallway. Cloe stopped at a closed door. Rachael looked questioningly at her. "Ready?" Cloe asked. "All right." Rachael responded. "Here goes." Cloe said as she pushed the door open. Rachael gasped. The room was huge.

The walls were painted Bubble Gum pink. There was a canopy bed with light pink quilts and pillows and sheer pink curtains hanging on it. The windows had pink lace curtains. There was a huge writing desk, a rack of CD's next a window and a CD player on a table next to that, and an egg chair, white on the outside with pink plush on the inside. There was also a sewing machine and a Badazzler in the corner. The floor was covered in fuzzy dark pink wall-to-wall carpeting. There was a huge walk-in closet with a light and more dark pink carpeting.

"Wow." Rachael breathed, "This is amazing. Like something out of a magazine." "My mom's a designer." Cloe explained, "I plan on doing fashion." "I can tell." Rachael said, walking over to the closet and turning on the light, "Your clothes are amazing! Did you fix them yourself?" "Yes…and I made some of them, actually." Cloe stated. "Cool." Rachael said turning off the closet light.

"And I have the perfect plan to help create the perfect impression." Cloe sat on the bed and grinned. "What are you thinking of?" Rachael smiled and laughed knowingly. "Watch." she responded. She got up and walked over to her sewing table. She picked up some fabric, and then looked at Rachael quizzically. "What size are you?" she questioned. Rachael looked at Cloe then they both smiled. Rachael picked up a sewer's measuring tape saying, "Lets find out."

Cloe grabbed a pad and paper, walked over to Rachael, took the measuring tape, and started measuring her. When she'd written down all the measurements, she grabbed her fabrics and started snipping. Rachael watched as the sewing machine whirred, stitching the fabrics together.

"Tomorrow you and I will go into school looking like rock stars." Cloe said. "Total divas." Rachael agreed. Then, Cloe picked up the Badazzler and started to decorate. When she was done, she held up her creations and said, "There." "Awesome." Rachael nodded and the girls looked at each other.

(A/N) I know…I know. I promised longer chapters, but this completes the day the story is currently on. Please note that the day of the week is important actually. You'll see why in my later chapters…or maybe you won't, but pay attention as to what the day is. R&R!