Finally… The last chapter. This takes place right before their kindergarten year (about six months after the story). As promised, it's the Picture Day chapter, as mentioned by their teacher in the last chapter.

This should sum everything up, and all questions about the gang will be answered. I'm stalling… I'll get on with it…

"Class, are we ready to go take our kindergarten pictures?" Miss Shannon asked her group of excited four-year-olds.

Waves of "Uh-huh!" "You bet!" "Duh!" swarmed through the group of students.

"Then, let's go! Alphabetical order by last name, please-"

"What's that mean?" Chad's hand shot up, but he spoke anyway, not bothering to wait for permission to speak. Although it was completely defeating the purpose of raising his hand, it made sense to him.

"It means- Nevermind," Their teacher sighed, taking a look at her class roll sheet. "Zeke, up front." Zeke snapped his head around from talking to Sharpay, and he sadly trudged up front. He wouldn't get to stand next to Sharpay.

"Then Troy, Jason, Zack, Chad," She continued. The four went up to the front, a bit angry they were separated from their friends. "Ryan, Sharpay, Ashley, Taylor," The next four also shrugged and went up to the front of the line. "Now, Gabriella and Kelsi." Their teacher said, continuing with a few more children to line up after the ten she had just lined up.

The children were now all in line, ready to go.

They went across the street to the elementary, where the pictures were being taken. The preschoolers looked in awe at the brightly colored halls of East Elementary school, the school they would be attending in a few short months.

They looked at the pictures colored by the other students, while peeking into the classes. There were desks! They'd get to sit in desks!

Finally, they reached the library, where the pictures would be taken. The cameraman smiled warmly at the group, more out of being happy that this was his last class to take pictures of. This had been one long day of taking pictures of screaming children.

The preschoolers lined up in a single file line, waiting to get their pictures taken.

"Zeke Baylor?" The cameraman asked as Zeke came up to the front. He went shyly to the bench and sat down.

"Now, Zeke, give me a huge smile!" The cameraman said with fake enthusiasm. Zeke, however, was scared by the notion, so he yelped and went behind the bench.

"Oh, Zeke, please come out," His teacher persuaded. "I promise that when we get back, you'll get to pass out those cookies that your mother made."

Cautiously, Zeke poked his head outside the safety of the underside of the bench. "Really?" He asked.

"Really." Ms. Shannon concluded. Zeke sighed and sat back up on the bench.

"Okay, now tilt your head a bit, Zeke." Zeke tilted his head completely to the side, and his teacher ran over to him and corrected his posture. Finally, the picture was snapped and the four-year-old, or rather, now five-year-old, went to sit at one of the Library tables, waiting for his classmates.

"Troy Bolton," the cameraman called up. Troy ran up from his spot in the line outside the room to the bench and poised just right. There was only a little problem.

"Troy, dear, please smile." His teacher pleaded. This picture day was not starting up good.

"Nuh-uh. Chad says that tough guys don't smile." He refused stubbornly. Ms. Shannon blushed, hoping that the photographer realized that they weren't normally like this.

"Troy, do we need to get your friend Sharpay in here to get you to smile?" She asked, hoping that he had at least some kind of attraction to her. This, however, caused him to frown even harder. Ms. Shannon smiled to herself, feeling sneaky. "What about your next-door neighbor, Gabriella?" Troy blushed and his teacher knew she had him. She turned and acted like she was talking to someone. "Oh! Gabriella, hun, you need to wait outside. It's not your turn yet."

This caused Troy to snap his head around and flash a dazzling smile. The photographer caught it, Troy finally realizing the trick. He sighed in defeat and went to sit with Zeke.

"Jason!" Ms. Shannon called before the cameraman could do it.

"Here!" He said, jumping up to the bench. The teacher clucked her tongue at his appearance. Someone had messed up his well-groomed hair on the way over there.

The photographer handed Ms. Shannon a comb and she proceeded to comb his hair.

"No!" The boy screeched, trying to wiggle out of her grasp. "Chad said it's cool to have messy hair!" Ms. Shannon sighed.

"Chad says plenty of things. I'm sure that your parents would like it more if you had nice hair." She said, finishing with his hair. Jason pouted, but once his teacher made a silly face he perked up and smiled.

"They're not usually like this." She blushed again as she explained to the photographer. He smiled sincerely for the first time that she had been there.

"It's alright. Pictures always seem to bring out the worst in kids." He chuckled, while Chad came jumping onto the picture set. Ms. Shannon rolled her eyes, seeing that his hair was too far-gone and that he was holding a basketball.

"Chad, can you give me the ball?" She asked politely.

"I wanna take my picture with it!" Chad protested.

"But this is for your kindergarten yearbook. You need to look nice."

"But- but-" He continued to protest, but his basketball had already been taken from him. Now, to get him to smile. Ms. Shannon giggled despite herself. She pretended to juggle with one basketball, dropping it on purpose to look like a clown. Chad was holding back laughter as the photographer caught him with a smile.

Like Troy, Chad sighed in defeat and went to sit with the others.

"Ryan Evans." The cameraman read off of his roll sheet. Ryan came bouncing into the room seconds later, in an outfit that looked like a boyish version of his sister's. Once he was seated and poised, he couldn't sit still. He kept adjusting something or he would see something that needed to be fixed.

"Ryan, you look fine." His teacher sighed.

"But this is what Sharpay does before she gets her picture taken, and her pictures always turn out better." Ryan explained.

"You look fine," His teacher comforted, giggling. It wasn't because she'd have to talk Sharpay to sit still next, it was that Ryan was trying to look good. The first boy so far to do that. The others had just wanted to look 'cool'.

Ryan seemed to believe his teacher and reluctantly smiled. After a bright flash, a stumble over to the table of the students that had already gotten their picture taken, and another named being called, Sharpay strode into the room.

To her teacher's pleasant surprise, Sharpay didn't move, she posed and sat still. However, she had a pout on her face.

"Sharpay, what's the matter?" Her teacher soothed. Ms. Shannon was not good at convincing people to do something, but soothing and comforting words worked wonders on her class.

"My sister didn't listen to me this morning. She acted like she didn't care." She said stubbornly.

"I'm sure she does, Sharpay. She's a teenager, though. You have a brother, don't you?" This comment caused Sharpay to frown even more. "Well, I'll make a deal with you, Sharpay."

"That would be?" Sharpay's eyes widened with interest.

"When we get back, Zeke's mom baked some cookies, and I will let you have one first." She bargained.

"Ginger Snap or Snickerdoodle?" Sharpay's eyebrows shot up.

"Snickerdoodle." Ms. Shannon confirmed. Not a second later, Sharpay turned and put a huge smile on her face. Although she was a bit disappointed to find that she had been the only girl to be called so far, so she had to sit with the boys for awhile.

Next was Ashley, who was upset because Ryan had said he was upset because Sharpay was upset. After bringing Ryan over to make Ashley smile, the picture was taken.

This was turning out to be one heck of a picture day.

"Taylor Mckessie?" Taylor ran in, plopping on the bench. Ms. Shannon prayed that she would have no trouble with Taylor, one of her best students. But, even good students have their down days, and this was Taylor's.

She refused to smile, like the rest of the class had. When confronted, Taylor huffed and crossed her arms across her chest before answering.

"Chad says that only boys can be cool and not smile, so I want to show him that girls can too." Taylor simply replied.

"Taylor, Chad did smile."

"He did! That- that-" Taylor stormed, but soon realized that everyone was waiting for her to smile. Giving in, she smiled and quickly got up and ran off.

Gabriella didn't need her name called, waiting at the door patiently looking on. She slowly trudged over to the seat and sat down.

Like the rest of her classmates before they got their picture taken, she wasn't smiling.

"Gabriella, what's wrong?" Ms. Shannon asked while emitting a sigh.

"Troy was too busy earlier for me to give him the invitation to my birthday party." She said, a fine mist welling up in her eyes.

"Oh, sweetie, he lives next door to you. Can't you just give it to him anytime?" Her teacher asked.

"Yeah, but I wanted him to be the first one to get an invitation. I made him one special." Gabriella sighed.

"Troy," Her teacher called, the boy's ears perking up. "Can you come over here?" Troy immediately jogged over from the table he was at with Zeke to his teacher.

"Gabriella. Go ahead." Ms. Shannon smiled. Gabriella jumped up and took an invitation from the small purse she had that matched her dressy outfit. Troy read it and reread it, smiling larger every second. He hugged his friend, giving her a thumbs up when she went back down to get her picture taken.

It was no Kelsi's turn. Ms. Shannon began to expect the worse, since it seemed like everyone didn't want to smile today.

However, Kelsi sat down, did what the photographer said, smiled, and got her picture taken with no trouble.

Her teacher wanted to run up to her and hug her. Of course, she didn't.

The rest of the students went, each having another problem. An hour later and all pictures were finally taken. On the way back, Ms. Shannon allowed the children to group up in pairs of two to walk across the street. Troy and Gabriella, of course, paired up and were chatting most of the way back.

"Is your mommy gonna work late tonight?" Troy asked, Gabriella nodding. "My Momma said that we could make up the guest bedroom, and since she might work all night, you can stay most of the night." Troy offered.

"I'd love to!" Gabriella giggled. Since she had moved in next to Troy, they were inseparable. When his parents were out of town, he would stay over at her house, and when her mom had to work late, she got to stay at his house.

This summer, they were even going to build a tree house with the others in her backyard. It turns out Taylor lives a block over and Chad lives a block away in the other direction. It would be their clubhouse.

This summer was going to be a blast.

Xxx

Wow. It's really over. –sniffle-

And… There will be a little sequel like thingy. It won't really be a sequel. More like a companion fic. A bunch of random oneshots that will take place as they grow older!

So. Make me happy and get this over 200? D Just twenty reviews!

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