Hate is a Passionate Emotion
Hate at First Sight
"Dude, who's the new girl?" asked Troy when he caught sight of a petite girl with dark brown curls cascading down her back and pretty brown eyes.
"Ha! You mean Gabriella Montez? She's the synonym of the word "nerd". After all, she hangs out with McKessie," snickered Chad Danforth.
Troy smirked. "Then it looks like we're going to have some fun." He had a reputation, after all. As basketball captain, all the girls worshipped him, and he dated all the hot ones. This new girl was no exception. Troy sauntered up to her as she was putting her books in her lockers, all AP classes.
"Hey, Montez. You look hot today. Feel like getting a room with me?" Troy flashed a smile that he thought had girls dropping at his feet. It usually worked. Apparently, not this time.
The girl gave him a disgusted look. "You're such a pig, Bolton. How you get with girls is a mystery to me, since your pick-up lines seriously need work. She turned and walked away, to join Taylor, who was talking with Sharpay Evans in a corner.
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"You just dissed Troy Bolton! How do you feel about that?" asked Taylor as Gabriella approached them.
A grin spread across Gabriella's features. "Terrific," she said.
Sharpay laughed. "Good for you. But I don't think Mr. Lunkhead is going to give up very easily, so just be careful."
Gabriella smiled. She'd just arrived here at school, and already she was making new friends. All she had to deal with was the snobby basketball team.
Sharpay was right. To Gabriella's intense annoyance, Troy was in every class she had, and he kept trying to flirt with her, making it hard for her to pay attention to the teacher. At the end of the day, she'd had it. Troy trailed her out of school, and she turned around, whipping him in the face with her hair.
"Will you please stop stalking me?" she hissed. Troy smirked.
"Not until you agree to date me, Montez."
"Well then, you're going to have to waste a lot of effort, since that's never going to happen. And just to be clear, you probably don't want to. This is probably just another dare from that lame team of yours, isn't it?"
Troy looked a little bit shocked. "Uh….no? But let me get this through your little genius brain." He leaned so closed that Gabriella could smell his basketball boy scent and see the laughter in his blue eyes. "I always get what I want, and this time, I want you, Gabriella Montez."
Gabriella shook her head a little to clear it. Sure, he was hot, but he seriously needed to do something about his stuck-up attitude.
"I'll be glad to prove you wrong then, Bolton." Then she walked away. Troy watched her go, feeling a strange sense of determination. No girl had ever rejected him before, and he was going to make sure this girl wasn't an exception to this rule.