I had inspiration today about a story about prom. Some people think you don't get the full high school experience if you don't go to prom, but really? You don't need to go if you know you won't have fun, cause then what fun are you to other people? I thought it would be fun to have Troy and Gabriella not go to prom and do what they want too, with this two shot.

I have the second chapter almost started, its all planned in my head, (hopefully i'll have it posted tomorrow). I had inspiration from a song that i adore, but that will be said when i post that. Surprise is all part of the fun, well sometimes.

If you haven't noticed in my stories, i often mention lilies, well that is because those happen to be my favorite flower. They are beautiful especially the colors. I also have an odd obsession with the word 'passion' for some reason.

Okay, i won't hold you off any longer, you can read now! Happy New Year babes!

Read and enjoy. Leave a review if you'd like, i love feedback.


Troy Bolton paced the length of his back yard. He would wonder to the edge of his in ground pool every so often, maybe the stillness of the water would help him calm down some. It hadn't, it gave him more angst to be in motion, the stillness of the water was more irritating than that pacing was, but what was he to do?

The answer, wait. He had to wait for his girlfriend to arrive, then he would let out all that was on his mind. He had all the time in the world to ask her before this day but in all honesty, he was scared. Scared for some reason, that was unknown to him, that she would deny him. Deny him the night that would change the level and maturity of their relationship.

Maybe she didn't feel the same he did? Maybe she just thought this event of their Junior Year was another day to her. She may not have even wanted to attend this event or she didn't want to go at all. He would never know if he didn't ask, he needed the courage to ask her.

Sure this wasn't a big deal to most couples or most guys for that matter. To Troy though, it was almost as nerve racking as when he had asked her to be his girlfriend. This gave him the same feeling. He felt sick, sick to his stomach. What if she did say no? Or she had already been asked from some guy that he hadn't heard of? What if...what if she said yes?

The flowers that were so delicately planted around the edge of the pool had caught his attention. They were lilies, Gabriella's favorite. He would see the lilies from his room every morning, he would think of her immediately. The smell of her hair had the scent embedded within her long locks, perfectly. He had once asked her if she washed her hair with the petals she'd pick off the flowers. Needless to say, she said no and let out her soft giggle.

That giggle had caught his attention the moment they met, over one year ago. He had fallen for that giggle and her smile so quickly. Her smile could light up a room, any room. He was convinced that if you placed her in the darkness of midnight, she could light everything up that was in sight.

Her laugh, the precious giggle, was intoxicating. It was so sweet, so alluring, it could make him squirm. At most times, he would purposely make her laugh just to hear the sound that he effortless fell in love with. He was helplessly in love with her, her smile and her laugh. There was no way to deny that.

"Hey," he heard from the voice of a Goddess, he turned his attention to her as she made her way to the edge of the pool along his side.

Troy felt his smile overcome his facial features, he watched as she did the same. "Hey, babe." Troy said, as he wrapped his long arms around her small waist, pressing his lips to her long black waves, taking in the scent.

"So, what are we doing out here? It's a little cold, don't ya think?" Gabriella said, pulling her arms to her chest, as the temperature had dropped outside due to the season.

"Well, I like the view," Troy replied as he unzipped his dark green American Eagle zip up hoodie, handing it to Gabriella, she gladly took it and slid it onto her thin arms.

"The view of your pool?" She laughed, causing Troy's butterflies explode, although he refused to admit she gave him butterflies to anyone other than her.

Troy joined in with her laughter, "Well not so much the pool. Just the scenery, ya know? Like those lilies over there," he pointed.

Gabriella turned to see the lilies, as Troy noticed a small smile grew onto her face, "they're gorgeous. Just the perfect shade of pink and purple."

"Beautiful," Troy agreed, "just like you."

Gabriella blushed of the embarrassment that came upon her, "Yeah...sure."

"You're so cute when you do that," Troy whispered.

Deep chocolate brown connected with the ocean blue crystals, time stopped in place. Looks of love were exchanged, emotions flowing within the young couple. As is nothing more powerful had ever occurred, or to them, it had always been that way.

Troy took her small hand in with his, intertwining their fingers, grasping tightly. They made their way to the lilies had been placed, as they approached, Troy picked a single lily handing it to his love. She took it delicately, smelling the innocent scent, making a memory of the moment that would last forever.

"Look..." Troy started, now more nervous than ever, "um..there is something I want to ask you."

"What..you're pregnant?" Gabriella asked jokingly, letting her laugh erupt his ears, as let out a nervous laugh himself.

"No, I am not pregnant...you aren't, are you?" He asked seriously.

Gabriella laughed, "No, I am definitely not pregnant, Troy. But please, ask what about what ever has you so nervous."

"Okay..but we don't have t-You don't have to-Just hear me out okay?" He stuttered, as she nodded in agreement. "Okay, we've been together for over a year now and I don't know if you were asked, from like before, and didn't tell me or that you-"

"Troy, please, the point," She smiled.

"Junior Prom is next week, you haven't said anything about it, and I didn't know if you were interested in going with...with me? We don't have to go, but we never talked about it, so I wasn't sure and-"

"Troy..."

"Yeah?"

"I would love to go with you on from but-"

"Fuck, someone else did ask you. Was it before we started dat-"

"No, listen to me," She let out a soft giggle, he nodded with confusion growing onto his features, "I would love to go, but you know me. I don't like that whole dressing up thing or that cliché Cinderella night thing. I mean look at me, do I look like I could go to a prom or any dance?"

Gabriella and Troy looked down upon her outfit of choice. A long sleeve light yellow tee, Troy's large dark green hoodie, dark denim jeans with the holes, and dark moccasins. Her usual attire that she wore most days.

"So?" Troy asked, "You look amazing to me..." He whispered. "And for that matter, don't most girls wear jeans?"

Gabriella smiled, "I guess you're right, but prom has never been that special to me. I'd much rather sit at home, snuggled on the couch watching movies."

"Really?"

"Yeah..I mean, Troy if you want to go I won't stop you..."

"No, if you don't want to go then I don't," Troy answered honestly, letting a genuine smile grow onto his lips.

"Are you sure?" She asked, shyly.

"Positive, I just wasn't sure if you wanted to go or not," He answered, pulling her waist to his strong body, kissing the top of her forehead, feeling the warmness of her skin invade his lips, giving them both emotions neither had ever experienced before each other.

They stood parallel to the lilies that surrounded their legs, the scent growing stronger as rain began to sprinkle on their faces, along as the petals of the lilies.

As the rain began to grow with a quicker pace, Troy held onto Gabriella with a tighter grasp. Her long locks starting to stick to her face, Troy taking a lock of her hair with his right hand to push behind her ear, connecting their eyes once again.

"Let's go inside," He said.

Gabriella stood on her toes, pressing her small soft lips to his large gentle ones. Together sharing a kiss that held more passion than one had ever before. Letting the passion grow, their lips continued to share their dance in the rain.

As they let their lips part, they placed their foreheads together once again. The warmth of her breath touching his face, letting the scent through his nostrils, memorizing the mint in which it held.

Gabriella let out small sigh, "You're a little wet there, boyfriend."

"Does is make me look sexy?" He asked as he smirked and laughed.

"Of course," She whispered.

Troy had let go of her small waist, Gabriella holding onto two of his large fingers with her small ones. Together they made their way into the house, wet and yet not regretting a second of the feelings they had exchanged in the, now, storm.

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The following Monday at school, Gabriella, along with her two best friends, spoke about their weekends that had, as they did every Monday. She hadn't known the exact way to tell them that she and Troy had decided not to attend the next weeks prom. Both of her friends had talked about nothing other than the prom, especially since it had been coming so quickly.

Gabriella also knew once Sharpay found out their decision, she wouldn't be pleased, because to her, prom was a girls night to be a princess and her prince should do anything to make it a fairytale. The girls were to be treated as though they were a real princess by their boyfriends, even if it meant to be slightly over-the-top-bossy. Gabriella was right, Sharpay was not pleased.

"What do you mean you aren't going to prom?!" Sharpay Evans yelled towards Gabriella's face.

"Shar, I'm only a foot away from you," Gabriella whispered, "no need to yell. I mean, I am not going to prom, just as I said."

"I can't believe you don't want to go, especially with Troy, he is far more romantic and caring than Chad is," Taylor McKessie added.

"Guys, look. Troy and I talked about it, I told him I didn't want to go, he understood and we agreed not to go, we're going to hangout and do our own thing," Gabriella told her two best friends.

Sharpay let out an evil laugh "do you 'own thing,' we all know what that means," she said.

"Sharpay!" Gabriella hissed, "it does not mean that. It means, Troy is coming up with our plans for that night."

"Like I said girl, Troy is the most romantic boyfriend. I bet he already has everything planned as we speak," Taylor said.

"You are probably right, Tay, but this time if you know what it is, please try not to tell me. He was not happy once I told him I knew about the anniversary plans he had for us."

"But you have to admit, Gab, to you that night was the most romantic night, ever!" Sharpay squealed.

"It was. Not over the top and just what he and I like. He is amazing," Gabriella smiled widely.

"Okay, we don't need details about that night now," Taylor informed, as she suspected Gabriella's mind was going down through her memory of a previous date night she had with Troy.

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"Dude, you not going to prom is like Paris Hilton going broke," Chad Danforth said, "it's almost unbelievable."

"Chad, I asked her and she said she didn't want to go, it's not a big deal. And plus, it's a good thing since I can't dance anyways, I'll let you embarrass yourself in front of Taylor alone," Troy responded.

Chad shot him a glare.

"Then what are you and Gabs' going to do?" Zeke Baylor asked out of curiosity.

"None of your fucking business, neither of yours," Troy said strictly.

"Oh shit, does that mean s-e-x?" Chad asked, cockily.

"No it doesn't mean that, you ass. It means, if I tell you, you will tell your girlfriends who will tell Gabi and that would ruin the surprise," Troy said.

Chad let out a huff, "How do you know we'd tell?"

"Because Taylor has you locked under those boyfriend rules and I believe one of them is 'no secrets about other couples' or something."

"Oh yeah, that rule. Kind of fucked up that I ruined your and Gabi's one year anniversary surprise because of that rule, huh?"

"Yeah, put a ton of fucking work into that man," Troy said quietly remembering their one year anniversary just four months before.

He had planned it all in advance, putting all thoughts out on the table. He had spent a month thinking of the best way to make it memorable, although he could not think of the best way to make it the best night of her life, of their life.

He had surprised her with a bouquet of lilies, her favorite, as he watched her face light up with amazement. He then took her to her favorite restaurant that wasn't as "high end" as most romantic places, it was just what she loved, Texas Steak Roadhouse.

He had known it was her favorite because she loved the laid back feel. No need to dress up, wear just what you feel comfortable with. Which they did, jeans and a regular tee. Of course, it had her favorite meal, steak that came with their famous barbecue sauce. He watched her take in the taste of her steak, how slowly she would chew and she'd take in the taste as if it was her last meal, to Troy I was adorable.

Gabriella was different from many girls to Troy. She was simple and enjoyed just that. She had never enjoyed being the girl who wanted to be a princess, she just liked her life to be real and kept that way. She didn't need a large romantic dinner for their anniversary, she didn't need to dress up for occasions. Given the choice between a ball gown and jeans, she'd pick jeans in a heart beat. She would just let her hair flow, she didn't need to straighten it everyday. Everything had always and would always be simple.

That night, Troy and Gabriella had brought their evening to a perfect ending. Troy had taken her to his house to make an ice cream sundae that they shared. It had just the perfect ingredients that she loved; chocolate syrup, whipped cream, sprinkles and vanilla ice cream. As she and Troy shared the bowl together, she had leaned towards the bowl having her hair dip into the bowl, making her hair a mess, with that it left her to take a shower that Troy also participated in for some more fun on that evening.

That night was, in Gabriella's mind, the most romantic night of her life, even if to other girls it was just nonsense, but she loved it. She spent it with the boy who she had fallen in love with, having fun and relaxing together. It was the best date night that anyone could have. It was simple, just what she wanted and loved.

After the shower they had taken together, Gabriella had revealed to Troy that she knew about the night all along. She told him that Taylor had a rule that boyfriends were to have no right to keep secrets from their girlfriend when it came to other couples, therefore Chad had to tell her, which she told Sharpay who told Gabriella. It was that night that Troy vowed to never tell Chad a secret ever, again.

Troy was well known as "Mr Romantic" after word had gotten around of the date, even if it wasn't romantic to many girls. He knew he held a high standard himself for future dates he would have with Gabriella. He was nearly positive that this "prom night date" he had planned for his girlfriend, would sweep her off her feet, or so he hoped. He didn't really have the ability to foresee the future, that he learned on their anniversary date, but he was confident of a night of romance, their kind of romance that is.

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Friday had came quickly for Gabriella, all of her classmates had spent all week to convince her to change her mind about prom and have her attend with Troy. None wanted to accept that she was not interested in dancing in a gown or any sort of dress, it was not her.

She did try to nag Troy into telling her how he planned they were spending their weekend together, she tried every way she could think of for an attempt for him to tell her but he wouldn't. He refused to ruin the surprise he had planned, which he knew she hated surprises. This gave him the pleasure and fun he had expected.

"Babe, are you ready? I have to finish getting things ready for tomorrow," Troy stated as he approached her locker to drive her home.

"That is not fair Troy Jayden Bolton! You can't tease me like that," Gabriella pouted.

"I can do whatever I want," he smirked, "so are you ready?"

"Yes, boyfriend, I am ready for you to torture me more on the way home."

Troy let out a small chuckle as he continued to tease her about his surprise for the weekend. He knew once she would see all his work came into play, the following day, she would love all the teasing and 'torture' he had given her this week.

"Can you give me a hint, please, baby?" Gabriella asked one last time before she would give up on the topic.

Troy pondered the thought, he wasn't sure if he should. Then a thought occurred to him, if he did give her a hint then she would be driven insane until he arrived at her doorstep tomorrow night.

"Okay, Gabi, one hint for you," he smiled, "it will be a night to remember, with a lot of favorites that will make you more impressed with my romancing skills than you already were."

"You suck," she said.

Gabriella stood agape. Tomorrow could not possibly come any slower for her now. Troy Jayden Bolton had the night perfectly planned out, like he had effortlessly done before.