A/N: HA. Does anyone else think it's really funny that the naked Vanessa Anne Hudgens pictures emerged after I wrote this story? It's short, I'm aware.

People knew, and they were staring.

Gabriella couldn't walk more than a few feet without new whispers. New glares. She didn't know how they knew, but they did. She wasn't being paranoid, she knew they thought she was a slut. She hid her face with her hair all day. What had she been thinking? She hadn't even seen Troy yet, but there was no way in hell he didn't know what had happened in the van. She had ruined the greatest thing that had ever happened to her.

Chad, however, was getting high fived and congratulated. But he felt like a piece of shit. And he was one. He realized this after he was slammed in a locker following pre calc.

"How could you?"

People were gathering around, and the anger from Troy's eyes was leaping off own face and burning Chad's. His knuckles turned white as he held him there, this close to punching him in the face and knocking him out cold.

"I thought we were brothers, man. That was my girlfriend. How could you do that to her? And to me?"

Chad looked away. "I'm sorry, man," he mumbled. He knew that wouldn't cover it. But it was all he could do.

"Fuck you. And you're lame apologies. You took something that was beautiful and pure and you ruined it. Everyone's going around talking about what a whore she is. And you know what's the worst part of the whole thing? They're right."

There was a small gasp behind Troy, and he swirled around furiously to see Gabriella. Her eyes were brimming with tears and she ducked her head.

"Sorry," he spat sarcastically. "That's what they call people these days who cheat on their boyfriends." He turned back to Chad, his ex-best friend, and gave him one more hard shove into the locker.

"When I see you in the halls, don't look at me. When I see you in class, don't talk to me. When I see you at practice don't pass the ball to me because you are dead to me." He turned to Gabriella, his eyes still filled with hate. "And that goes for both of you."

With that, he turned and left, his basketball groupies following him. The guys that had been whistling at Chad in the hallways and congratulating him now shook their heads at him, all fatherly like. They acted all disappointed in him, like he had done them wrong instead of Troy. Chad slid down so he was sitting on the floor and buried his face in his hands. But when he looked up, he saw Gabriella was now sitting next to him.

"One night," she whispered, "can change your entire life."

Chad nodded grimly. He couldn't have said it better himself.