Author's Note: I know I should be updating the stories right now, but I've had this idea in my head for a while and want to get it down before the creative juices stop flowing. I will gte to the others soon. Please review! Sami 8D helped me a lot with this chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except stuff you don't recognize and some of the plot.
Time of Our Lives
Chapter 1: Whipped
By musiclover94 and Sami 8D
It was a bleak Monday morning as some of the East High seniors slumped into homeroom. The air inside the classroom was thick and heavy with humidity.
"I want this school year to be over!" Gabriella groaned and slumped more in her seat.
"I hear you," Taylor said, fanning herself with a piece of paper the teacher had handed out.
"At least there's only three more weeks," Sharpay said, looking uncomfortable in her seat.
"More like two weeks and a day, or fifteen days. You don't count weekends." Taylor said matter-of-factly. Even in the unbearable heat, Taylor was still intelligent, as her peers' brains were slowly being turned to mush.
"What's this?" Kelsi asked, noticing the type on the paper her friend was fanning herself with.
Taylor stopped fanning herself and looked at the side of the paper Kelsi was pointing at.
"East High Prom…Saturday, May 31st, 2008…Lava Springs Country Club Ballroom," Taylor read. They all looked as one to Ryan and Sharpay.
"The prom's at Lava Springs?" Jason asked.
"Yeah. It kind of slipped our minds. Really!" Ryan said, answering their disbelieving faces.
"But why is it there?" Troy asked. The memories he had at the Evans's club weren't the best.
"There's no other country clubs around. And who wants their prom in a gym reeking of sweaty socks?" Sharpay shivered at the thought.
"At least it's soon," Taylor said, looking at the leaflet again.
Gabriella gasped. "How am I going to find a dress in two weeks?!"
Troy laughed. "You'll manage, Brie."
It was an unusually mild morning as Troy and Gabriella walked to school, their hands entwined in the others.
"Go to prom with me?" Troy asked suddenly. He had a look of genuine worry on his face.
"Of course, Troy! You don't even have to ask." She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him. It was simple, but sweet. Troy, overcome by relief the she had said yes, picked her up and spun her around, still kissing her lovingly.
"So we're going to Marshall's?" Taylor asked, sitting in a kitchen chair in Sharpay's lavish kitchen along with Gabriella, Sharpay, Martha, and Kelsi.
"Yeah," Sharpay said, checking her purse for the sixth time.
"What if all the dresses are gone?" Gabriella said worriedly.
Sharpay looked up and smiled at her friend. "They won't be, trust me."
"Who are you going to prom with, Martha?" Gabriella asked as they combed through rack after rack of dressed from floor sweeping to mini.
"Alex Logan," she replied happily, moving over a layer of dresses nearby.
"How does this look?" Taylor asked, holding a red and gold knee length A-line dress with a ribbon around the waist and a halter-top.
"I like it! It goes great with your skin tone," Kelsi said, looking at the number.
Taylor smiled and added it to the pile she had slung over her shoulder.
"How about this?" Gabriella asked, showing them a bright white floor length dress with jewels at the waist.
"Chic!" Martha exclaimed.
"What about this?" Kelsi asked after a few moments silence. She had a short pale yellow dress with a spaghetti strap style. It made her look a bit like Tinkerbell.
"It makes you look like a princess, Kels," Sharpay smiled.
After several hours of shopping and overplayed retail store music, they had all found their prom getup, shoes and all. Taylor had gotten the red and gold dress, Kelsi had gotten the pale yellow number, Martha had purchased a fiery red dress that let her dance, Gabriella had gotten the white gown, and Sharpay had bought a pale pink strapless dress that fell to the floor in sheets.
Meanwhile, Troy, Chad, and Ryan were in a tuxedo store attempting to find something affordable. They felt slightly out of place in the mostly gray and black shop, as they were probably the only ones under thirty-five in the place.
"Dude, these things are expensive!" Chad said as he finished combing through another rack of suits.
"Maybe we should just rent them," Troy said, "There's nothing under 120 he-…" His cell phone rang. He hastily got it out of his pocket and looked at the Picture ID. A tan, dark-haired girl was smiling at him from the small pixels on the screen.
"Gabi?"
"Troy, I need to know something," she said, sounding gravely serious. He could hear distant noises coming from her end of the line.
"Brie, are you ok?" he asked, sounding worried.
"No, Troy, I'm not okay! I'm in a state of panic!"
"What's the problem?" he asked. They guys were all looking at him with puzzled expressions.
"What color is your suit?" she demanded, sounding hysterical.
"I haven't gotten one yet, but I expect it to be black and white. What did you want, lime green and turquoise?" he laughed and was met with a stony silence from his estranged girlfriend.
"This is no laughing matter, Troy."
"Okay, okay…it's black and white."
Gabriella partially covered the mouthpiece and said to one of the girls Does a black and white tux go with my dress? A voice sounding like Sharpay's said, almost laughingly Gabriella, everything goes with black and white!
"What color is the corsage?" she demanded again.
"Um…" Truthfully, he had not thought about a corsage, at least not yet, "red and white, I guess."
"Have you even gotten the corsage yet?" she asked wearily.
"No," he said truthfully.
"Well, do so soon! Love you!" she said perkily.
"Will do. I love you, too Brie. See you later," he said and hung up.
He looked over at Chad, who had started to quietly snicker halfway through the conversation. "What?"
"Dude, you're whipped," he grinned, still laughing.
"What does that mean?"
"You're basically Gabriella's love slave." Chad said. After seeing Troy's shocked expression, he added, "Not in a gross way, though. Basically, you'll do anything Gabriella tells you to because of how much you love her."
Troy nodded, still looking a bit puzzled.
"You'll get there, man, you'll get there…" Chad clapped him on the shoulder.
"What time do the girls want us to meet them at Starbucks?" Ryan asked, looking around the store for a clock.
"5:30, I think," Troy said. He checked his watch and jumped. "It's 5:15 now, we'd better hurry."
"Hi Troyboy!" Gabriella smiled as they walked toward them fifteen minutes later with suits and corsages in tow. She kissed him sweetly on the lips. Chad smirked at them.
"Hey, I got the corsage that went with your dress," he said. Now everyone was smirking at them.
"Excellent!" she said and kissed him again, longer this time, her hands around his shoulders, his hands in her sweet-smelling hair.
As they walked back to the bus stop, being eco-friendly teens. Chad whispered in his best friend's ear, "Totally whipped, man."
Troy just smiled.
Author's Note: The ending was bad, I know. This it going to probably turn out to be a three-shot, but who knows with me! :D Please review and check out Sami 8D. I got the definition of 'whipped' from her. Review!