Authors Note: OMG i am soo sorry! Honest to god, i was going to update, and then i got attacked by my boyfriends dog, and i have been in hospital the past week and 2 days, having surgery on my arm where the dog bit a chunk out of it! It was an American Pittbull, so you can understand how violent they are! He feels really guilty about it now, and he has been showering me with gifts ever since! LOL. So again, really sorry! And my arm hurts, so this update won't be that long :( .

Disclaimer:Do i look like Kenny Ortega? Jheeze.

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The next day, Chad walked into school a little later than usual, after being on the phone to Taylor so late last night. Thankfully, he hadn't drunk that much at the party, so, for once, Chad Danforth was hang-over free.

Couldn't say that for Troy though.

As Chad walked into Ms Darbus' homeroom, he saw his best friend since pre-k lying face down on his desk, his normally pristine trademark hair messed up, giving him the look as if he'd just crawled out of bed. Chad raised one eyebrow, and walked over to Troy's desk. Suddenly, he had an idea. A mischievous smile crossed his face as he opened his school bag and pulled out his thick algebra textbook that Ms Crossby insisted they brung to every lesson.

Walking quietly to the front of Troy's desk, he flung the textbook down on Troy's desk with force. The room echoed as the book collided with the table as a loud smack. Troy immediately pushed his chair back, the look on his face resembling a deer caught in headlights. Chad laughed, and Troy shot him a death glare.

"What the hell, dude?!" He groaned, clutching his thumping head.

Chad shrugged. "Sorry, i thought it was funny,"

Troy rolled his eyes. "Funny? I'll show you funny. Watch when those scissors find their way into those curls of yours and -- ,"

Troy was cut off by Taylor as she walked into the room. "Troy, you might wanna go help your girlfriend. She won't listen to me, her hang-over's that bad,"

"What about mine?" Troy whined, still clutching his pained forehead.

Taylor rolled her eyes. "Is that my problem? Maybe it'll teach you and Gabriella that doing body shots on a school night isn't that much of a smart idea. Now go,"

Troy closed his eyes, and nodded slowly, walking out the room, his hands still attached to his forehead. Taylor turned to Chad who was still smiling humourlessly.

"What's up with him?" Taylor enquired, giving Chad a quick peck on the lips.

Chad shrugged, bringing Taylor closer to him via her hips. "Hangover,"

Taylor frowned. "Gabi isn't that bad though. I mean, clutching her head constantly,"

Chad sniggered a little, and Taylor rolled her eyes. "What did you do?"

Chad didn't say anything, just burst out laughing and pointing to his algebra book lying on Troy's desk. Taylor's mouth hung open. "You didn't?"

"I couldn't help it Tay, he just looked so... helpless. I had too!"

Taylor shook her head and hit him on the chest playfully. "Meanie,"

Chad kissed the tip of Taylor's nose. "You know you love it,"

Taylor raised one of her eyebrows, but before she had time to reply, Troy, Gabriella, Ryan and Sharpay dragged their feet into the colourful room, all deathly pale and hair a mess. Zeke bounded in behind them, smiling widely, proving to Taylor and Chad what they already knew: he hadn't drunk last night.

"Hi guys!" Taylor said cheerily, making the four groan.

"Jheeze, Tay, could you be any louder?" Troy whined.

"Gosh, Taylor, you've just made my head ten times worse," Sharpay pouted, half-angrily, half-whiny.

Taylor pursed her lips as the two sober boys laughed. "Well i'm sorry i didn't drink my body weight in alcohol last night!"

Sharpay tutted. "Ohh take a chill pill Tay, it's not like we're in a ditch somewhere,"

"Damn," Chad muttered to Zeke, who laughed despite himself. Unfortunately, Sharpay had sharp hearing, even considering the headache pounding through her forehead, and turned to glare at them both. Before she had time to retaliate, Ms Darbus breezed into the room making Gabriella and Ryan groan as her Technicolor outfit strained their headaches even more.

"To your seats, young thespians! Chop, chop, the school day has begun!" She clapped her hands enthusiastically as she made her way to her desk.

Troy groaned. "And the torture begins,"

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Taylor placed the splint on the table and turned the Bunsen burner off. She was beyond pissed. Way beyond it. She was bordering the line of insanity.

"Tay, you okay?"

She turned around sharply, meeting Gabriella's concerned eyes.

"Yeah, Yeah I'm fine. Why wouldn't i be?"

Gabriella rolled her eyes. "Cut the B.S Tay. Something's happened today to piss you off,"

"What makes you think that?" Taylor replied, turning round so she was facing her best friend fully.

"Well, for one, you're not concentrating on Chemistry properly," Gabriella raised one of her eyebrows.

"I'm tired, thats all,"

"No it isn't,"

Taylor sighed and looked up at the clock above the door. "Listen G, it's 7 minutes until lunch. Can i tell you then?"

Gabriella nodded. "Of course,"

Taylor smiled at her weakly, and both girls turned their attention back to the worksheets Mr Moss had just handed out, and started to work.

Just as Taylor had said, 7 minutes later, the bell rang, signalling lunch. As the girls rushed to pack up their belongings, Mr Moss called out, "Remember kids, questions 7 to 11 in for Tuesday!"

Gabriella and Taylor walked to the cafeteria, and, as per usual, they were there first. Sitting down and pulling out their respectable home-packed lunches, Gabriella turned back to Taylor. "So, spill,"

Taylor nibbled on her turkey and ham sandwich. "You remember the game the other day?" Gabi nodded, "And that new scheme?"

Gabriella thought for a moment. "The cheerleaders-basketballer thing?"

Taylor nodded. "Yeah. And i just...Its that...," She sighed, running her hands through the front of her wavy hair.

She felt Gabriella's hand rub soothingly on her arm. "Kayla?"

Taylor's face changed the instant Kayla's name left Gabi's mouth. "Yeah. No offence or nothing, but she's head cheerleader. By school 'status quo', shouldn't she be with head basketballer? For example, Troy?"

Gabriella heard the exasperated undertone in Taylors voice. "Well, yes. But, theoretically, you dating Chad kind-of defeats the purpose of the status quo anyway,"

As Gabi shrugged, she caught Taylor's icy glare, and quickly added, "But i can see where you're coming from,"

"Now, she has an excuse to spend hours upon hours with Chad when i'm not there, and, to top it all off, Chad can't back out!!" Taylor screamed.

Gabriella furrowed her brows. "No offence, Tay, but it's just a couple of hours after school. Why you getting so pissed off?"

Taylor looked at her as if she was mad. "Because, if you cast your mind back a couple of weeks, it only took Chad 45 minutes at a party, to shove his tongue down her throat! Imagine what a couple of hours could do!"

Gabriella covered her ears. "Wow. Okay, okay. I see what you mean,"

Taylor closed her eyes briefly. "I just don't trust her...,"

"Trust who?"

Inwardly, Taylor groaned. She turned around, and saw Kayla's fake smile staring her down.

"What do you want, Kayla?" Taylor looked her up and down. Kayla was wearing denim shorts, and a pink top that looked as if it was made for an 8 year old, not a 16 year old. Her trademark black heels sat on her pedicured feet, and her blond hair fell to her waist. She glared down at Taylor, pursing her overly glossed lips.

"I'm sorry, McKessie, i just wanted to know where Chad was?" She spat.

"Why?" Taylor spat back, equally as venomous.

"Because, we are partners, as if you didn't know, and that means we need to work together. Jheeze, and they call you smart,"

Taylor rolled her eyes. "Isn't that an after-school activity?"

Kayla smiled. "Well, yes, but i thought me and Chad work so well together," She paused, smirking at Taylor's angry face, "That we could start working at it all the time,"

Taylor knew that Kayla was referring to the party a few weeks back. Willing herself to stay calm, she breathed deeply and turned to Kayla. "I'm sure you will, Chad often takes pity on you,"

Kayla glared at Taylor. "Oh, I'm sure he'll be taking much more than pity off me," She smirked. "Toodles,"

Then she walked off, the cloud of Britney spears' curious perfume trailing after her. Taylor screamed in frustration and turned to Gabriella.

"See what i mean?"

Gabriella nodded sympathetically, glad that Troy didn't have such a controlling bitch as a partner. Right now, she would wish for anyone to be in her best friends shoes.

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Authors Note: Im so sorry! Like i said, it was going to be short, but i hope it wasn't that boring? I will try to update sooner, but my mom's become all possessive and thinks if i go on the computer, i'll burst my stitches open. Eww. Anyways, I'm going to go off and update "As time ticks by" now, so expect that one up soon readers! Lool.

Love you !

EmilieeGrace x