My double life with Troy Bolton

Prologue.

Hello my bitches! ;) (Decided to keep this one as info only)

I closed my locker after taking out the last books from it and placing them inside my old, ripped up and brown backpack. Finally my junior year was ending and I was somewhat very relieved. Why? The answer is simple; I get ignored most of the time, I don't have any friends and it's not nice to sit alone at lunch while everyone else has at least one friend to chat with. Let's just say that I'm not the most popular girl in school (kinda obvious?) … that would be my older sister Megan. They call her 'the Queen' or something lamer than that. She's beautiful, nice, funny, hot and… everything I'm not; I'm just known as Megan's geeky little sister. Luckily this is her last year in East High School… so I'm hoping to step out of her shadow next year; it's not like I don't love my sister, we're very close, it's just that…

I don't know…

I just wished I were as pretty as she was. Compared to her, I'm a total mess. People often ask how the hell we're related; I can't even answer that myself. She likes to wear really short skirts, shirts that would show more than they should and high heels, while I would stick with plain t-shirts, jeans, pants and my old sneakers. She's no slut though; she just likes to tease up the boys.

I sighed as I threw my backpack over my shoulder and turned around to leave. I rolled my eyes as I saw Troy Bolton making out with one of his many bimbo girlfriends; who is she this time, number 2 or 5? I can't really say because all of them are red heads or blondes with no brain and fake boobs; this guy seriously loves stereotypes. Oh no! And let me tell you that it's not one girl at a time, nope; right now he's dating six chicks at the same time; he broke his record if I may presume. I'm wishing that he gets caught, what he's doing is very wrong. But who am I to tell him that? He's the most popular guy in school, even if he's a junior, and I'm just… Geekella Montez.

One other good reason about junior year ending: I'll be able to stay away from Troy Bolton and his freaking basketball crew for almost three whole months; oh yeah… I'm so looking forward to that. It's not like they bully me or anything, cuz they know that if they do, they would have to deal with my sister… and since she's the 'queen' of school… yeah, you don't want to mess up with her when she's pissed off. They just ignore me and never even look my way actually; we could say that I'm Ms. Invisible to them, including Mr. Player making out with girlfriend number 2 or 5 right now. It just isn't nice to see them do whatever the fuck they want when they want to, including cutting in line in the cafeteria, throwing Ryan Evans into the trashcan or… giving Mason Grey a bath in the toilet; it just makes me sick that I can't do a shit about it… and Megan, being the lousy 'queen' she is, doesn't do a crap about it.

I re-adjusted my backpack over my shoulder as I realized that I found myself still staring at Troy Bolton and his girlfriend. I blinked a couple of times and looked away, making my way out of school as a slight blush tainted my cheeks. The good thing about being the invisible girl: no one notices when you're in an embarrassing situation… unless it's too big to be unnoticed.

"It was about time!" Megan rolled her eyes as she waited for me, leaning against her silver Mercedes; other difference between Megan and me… she has a car and I don't, and she knows how to drive; apparently she's also popular with our parents.

"Sorry, I couldn't find my math book"

She rolled her eyes again "Sis, it's not like you're going to use it next year…" she sighed "Get in the car, I'm hungry and I want to get home…"

She walked to the other side of the car and got into the driver's seat while I got in the passenger's seat.

**zv**

While I was finishing the last chapter of a recent book that I was reading, I got rudely disturbed when Megan barged my room squealing like a dog's toy and jumping up and down with her laptop in her hands. I looked at her weirdly as I took my reading glasses off.

"Would you be so kind to tell me why the hell are you disturbing me?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Look at this!" She sat on my bed next to me and crossed her legs Indian style while she handed me her laptop "I won!" she squealed again.

I took the laptop from her and stared at the screen.

Dear Ms. Megan Giovanna Montez,

We would like to inform you that you're our lucky winner of two tickets to our new ship 'Oasis of the Seas' with a package of a two week vacation to the Caribbean Islands. Food and theatre tickets included and free access to our casino and party club. We will send you your tickets two days later after you got this message; if by then you still haven't got it, please call to the number in our website.

Congratulations once again,

Kevin Morales from Royal Caribbean International's crew

And at the end of the e-mail was the Royal Caribbean International logo. I, being my insecure self, checked the e-mail address that sent it and you could also read the company's name on it. I looked at Megan who still had an excited face on.

"Well?" she asked smiling.

I giggled lightly "It looks real. What I don't get is how the hell you got to win this trip if you're only 18 years old…"

She shrugged "I said that I was under supervision and that our parents had agreed with me entering the contest"

I raised an eyebrow "And did they actually agree?"

She shrugged "Nope… but they won't have a choice once I show them the tickets!" she clapped her hands in excitement and I couldn't help but giggle at her.

"Congratulations, sis" I hugged her and then pulled away "Who are you taking with you, Shannon or Abby?"

She smirked "I'm taking you, little sis!"

My eyes popped out of their sockets "I'm sorry, what?" she must be kidding me.

"Come on Gabby! We hardly ever do anything together! I bet mom will love the idea and would let us go!" she bit her lower lip and looked at me with her big, blue, puppy dog eyes.

I narrowed my eyes at her "I don't know what you're planning, and I'm very sure that this is some evil plan of yours, but…." I sighed "Fine… I would be crazy to say no to a cruise!"

She squealed and hugged me "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she kissed my cheek and pulled back "I'm going to tell mom and then you and I, missy are going shopping! You need a bikini!"

I rolled my eyes "Meg, I already have a swimming suit…"

"You mean that awful green thing that looks like grandma's underpants?" she raised an eyebrow and I glared at her; it wasn't so bad! ... I think… "I'm taking you shopping and that's final!"

I sighed "Fine! But I'm picking everything I'm going to wear!"

"Deal!" she wrapped her pinky finger around mine and then smirked as she got up. Why do I have a bad feeling about this?

**zv**

"I refuse to come out!" I yelled from inside the dressing room of Sears' swimming suit section "This is embarrassing!"

"Gabriella, I'm your older sister! Do you prefer to do this with mom?"

I blushed a deep shade of red just by imagining myself buying bikinis with my mom "I look weird in this thing! Didn't we agree that I would buy whatever I wanted to?"

"I crossed my fingers behind my back!" she admitted.

"What? I thought you promised you would stop doing that!" I exclaimed angrily.

She laughed "I crossed my fingers that time too"

I popped my head out of the curtain and glared at my smirking sister "I freaking hate you…"

She laughed again "I know. Now come on! Show me!"

"I'm not going to show you! I look hideous in this thing!" I whined as I hid entirely behind the curtain once again.

"Gabriella Anne Montez!" she said in her scolding voice; oh shit… "If you don't come out now, I'm coming in for you!" she threatened.

I groaned "Please don't make me come out!" I begged as I looked at myself in the mirror; this is awful!

"I'm counting untill 3!" she said "One… two…"

"Okay! Okay! Fine! I'm going!" I sighed. It would be much more embarrassing if my sister dragged me out from the dressing room. I took a deep breath before closing my eyes tightly and stepping out.

"Holly shit!" I heard Megan exclaimed.

"Is it that awful?" I opened one eye to look at Megan's expression; she was shocked… that was for sure.

"Sister…" she began "You look smoking hot!"

I opened both my eyes and frowned at her confused "I do?"

She nodded as she approached me "Hell yeah!" she put a finger to her chin and then lifted it up, moving it in circles "Turn around…"

I sighed and did as she told me to "Sis… that freaking bikini makes your ass look good!"

I blushed "Megan!" I whispered yelled embarrassed. She laughed.

"What?" she shrugged "You don't believe me? I could always call my boys" she smirked as she took out her cell phone from her purse. I glared at her.

"Don't you even dare!" I threatened her raising my index finger and pointing it at her.

She giggled as she placed her cell phone inside her purse "Of course I wouldn't do that! You can't even talk to Troy Bolton, how do you expect me to believe you could show your ass to my friends?"

I glared at her "How the hell did Troy Bolton ended up in this conversation?" I shook my head "Besides, I don't even like him…"

She laughed, causing me to blush "Sis… I see the way you look at him, you totally like him!"

I blushed harder and crossed my arms over my chest "I do not!"

She smirked "Do to. Just look at your blush!"

"It's not blush! It's… it's…" I blushed harder as she raised an eyebrow "Oh shut up!" I snapped at her and walked back behind the curtain leaving my laughing sister behind.

"By the way, we're taking the bikini!" she yelled behind me "Orange and pink make you look good!"

God, I hate shopping with my sister, it's so embarrassing.

**zv**

"Hi girls!" Dad greeted us as he closed his book and placed it besides him "Did you have fun shopping?"

"Totally!" Megan exclaimed.

"No…" I mumbled.

He smiled brightly "That's good!" he stood up and walked up to us "Can I see what you bought?"

"Sure!" Megan smiled as she took the bags from me and emptied everything over the couch.

I sighed as I sat down on the sofa where dad had been reading a while ago and watched as Megan enthusiastically showed our father all the summer dresses, cocktail dresses, shorts, sandals, T-shirts and swimming suits that we bought, or more like she bought, and then placed them inside the bags. Dad smiled at me a couple of times as Megan showed him a couple of pretty dresses that, I had to admit, suited me perfectly; I blushed each time his piercing blue eyes stared at me with that playful grin of his.

Mom came out a couple of moments later and stared in awe at all the clothing Megan chose for me; I was thankful that the only obscene piece of clothing she chose for me was that pink and orange bikini, of course she bought a couple more for me later, a blue one and a green one with purple dots.

After mom and dad approved of every piece of clothing, I kissed their cheeks good night and took my shopping bags upstairs with me. Megan followed me right behind, then we kissed each other's cheeks goodnight and we got into our own room. I sighed as I placed the bags on the floor next to my desk and sat down over my bed, taking off my shoes and taking the remote from the bedside table. I turned on the T.V. and switched the channels until I found a movie that got my attention.

Suddenly my cell phone rang and I stared at it confused; nobody calls me unless it's my mom or my sister to check on me… and I'm pretty sure they know I'm up here in my room watching T.V. I sighed as I took the phone from my bedside table and pressed the green button, ready to tell the person in the other line that they got the wrong number.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi. Who's this?" a very familiar voice asked. I blinked shocked.

"Who wishes to know?" I asked back; it couldn't be him, could it?

"This is Troy Bolton" he said. My heart skipped a beat. Holly shit! Troy Bolton is calling me! …it's not like I care… really!

"Uhmm. H-hi… Troy" I said into the phone "This is Gabriella. Are you looking for Megan?" I asked quickly after I said my name; damn me! Why can't I simply talk to the guy like if he were any other person?

"Oh! Hi Gabriella!" he greeted "Yeah, sorry to disturb you, but I am; apparently she has her phone off…" he chuckled.

"Typical" I mumbled and sighed "I'll get her for you…" I stood up from my bed and knocked on Megan's door. She opened the door only wearing a strapped t-shirt and her Hello Kitty underwear.

"What?" she snapped and I rolled my eyes.

"First of all, put some clothes on because you're contaminating my eyes and second of all, turn on your phone cuz your lame friends are calling me, searching for you!" I shoved my phone into her chest and walked back into my room.

"Thank you! I love you too!" she yelled sarcastically behind me and I rolled my eyes as I shut the door behind me.

I sighed as I took out my pajamas from my closet and quickly dressed into them before climbing back into my bed. I turned off the T.V and rolled over to my side to see if I could catch my sleep faster. Can I tell you the truth? I do like Troy Bolton…

But that's something I can't admit; why? Because he's a fucking player and an asshole! I can't allow myself to like people like that; 'sides, he's only nice with me cuz I'm Megan's sister, and let's be honest, if I weren't related to her… I would be Troy Bolton's main target.

What I don't get is: why I find him so attractive? It's not like I have treated the guy before; but could it be his blue eyes? His disheveled hair? His white, perfect smile? Or maybe his… gorgeous well defined body? I bit my lower lip as I remembered that one time where I got to see him shirtless when the basketball team was playing shirts vs. skins… Troy was skins of course.

Oh stop it now Gabriella! Go to sleep!

…But that sweaty body…

Sleep, I said!

I sighed as I rolled back onto my back and stared up at the ceiling "Who am I kidding? I'm totally mesmerized by the guy…" I mumbled to myself and groaned annoyed, placing my right arm above my eyes.

Troy Bolton needs to leave my mind… and fast!

Maybe this cruise thing isn't a bad idea, I could meet a boy and… finally forget about Mr. Player.

I sighed as I took off my arm from my eyes and rolled onto my other side, maybe this way I'll be able to sleep.

**3 weeks later**

"Gabriella, would you hurry up? We're going to miss the plane!" Megan yelled from downstairs as I finished packing the last stuff into my huge suitcase.

"Coming! Don't rush me, Megan!" I rolled my eyes and quickly zipped the red suitcase up. I pulled it off of my bed and wheeled it down the hallway and down the stairs.

"What took you so long?" she demanded as dad took the suitcase from me and wheeled it over to the cab.

I rolled my eyes "Sorry my queen, I was just doing my humble check ups to see if I didn't forget anything"

She shook her head "I wonder if you will ever stop being careful at some point…"

I smirked "Don't count on it, sis…"

"Are you girls ready?" Dad asked as he approached us and placed his hands over his waist.

"Yup" we said at the same time.

Dad chuckled and he embraced us both in a very tight hug "Take care of each other, don't do anything crazy and if one of you comes pregnant by the end of this trip, you're in huge trouble!"

"Dad!" we both whined as we pulled away.

"We're like… you know, virgin?" I arched an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah, believe it or not!" Megan backed me up "I mean I know that Gabby looks like a complete slut, but she really isn't" she said as she placed an arm around my shoulder and I glared at her.

"Alright" dad chuckled "Let me get your mother, we'll both go drop you off and make sure you take the right plane…"

"Dad, we're not stupid!" Megan rolled her eyes.

"Talk for yourself, sis" I smirked at her and she glared at me. Megan 1- Gabriella 1.

"Alright girls, enough… let's get going" he rolled his eyes as he pushed us both towards the cab and then got back into the house to get mom.

After 40 minutes later we were arriving to the Airport. We pulled our suitcases with us as we approached the desks to get our flight tickets and leave our luggage.

I saw Megan patting her pockets and looking into her purse by the corner of my eye and rolled my eyes "Forgot something, sis?" I hid a smirk.

"No, no… just…. my passport" she said with a nervous, shaking voice.

I chuckled and from my purse I pulled out her passport and hand it over to her "You gave it to me in the cab while doing your make up…"

"Oh" she blinked "thank you, Gab"

I smirked at her "No problem, I know you'd be a complete mess without moi…"

She giggled "Yeah kind of…"

After we got our tickets and left our luggage at the desk, we walked over to our parents; Megan hugged mom while I hugged dad.

"Take good care of each other alright?" Mom said after pulling back from Megan and hugging me.

"We will mom…" Megan said as she hugged dad.

"Yeah, don't worry… I'll keep Megan away from alcohol" I giggled.

She glared at me "Yeah and I'll keep Gabriella away from boys…"

I glared at her "You do know I haven't had a boyfriend in my life, right?"

She smirked "That's why I'm keeping you away from guys, I can see your hornyness from miles away…"

"Hornyness is not even a word!" I rolled my eyes at her.

She shrugged "It is now…"

Dad chuckled "I'd be surprised if you don't kill each other by the end of this trip…"

Megan giggled "We may fight, but not at the point of killing each other, right Ellie Bear?" she put an arm around my shoulder and I nodded in agreement.

"Flight 340 to Miami now boarding at Gate A13" a lady's voice came out from the speakers and Megan and I looked at each other before looking back at mom and dad while the lady said the message now in Spanish.

I sighed "Well, that's us…"

Megan nodded and clapped her hands in excitement before hugging our parents one last time "We'll see you guys in two weeks!"

"Be careful, alright? And ta-"

"Take care of each other" we said at the same time and rolled our eyes.

"Dad we got it the first 3 hundred times…"

"You're our daughters, we have to worry…" Mom said.

I half smiled "See you guys…" I took Megan's hand and we began making our way over to the gate A13 to board; mom and dad got a little out of their minds and allowed us to buy first class tickets.

As Megan handed her ticket and passport over to the lady, I looked one last time and waved goodbye at my parents; I've never gone anywhere without them… and it felt kinda weird.

I sighed as I turned back around and handed my passport and ticket to the lady. She gave me a kind smile as she torn my ticket and handed me the smaller part along with my passport.

I took a deep breath before readjusting my purse on my shoulder and followed Megan.

Well… here goes nothing…

To Be Continued.

Sorry if the first chapter kinda sucked… but it's just the introduction, I swear that in the next chap I'll start the drama ;)

Lots of love,

Mary.

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