Excitement
Troy Bolton was gloomed, mad, and pissed off. He was gloomed that his mom's company transferred her to New York City so they moved into his aunt's Phoebe's penthouse, which is amazingly huge and has over 8 huge master bedrooms. He had to admit New York seemed pretty cool, but he still missed his old life in LA.
He was pissed that he was starting a new school called St. Peters, a co-ed private school, where his cousins went to, that only a few blocks away that he could either take by train or the limo like his cousins do. Troy knew that he was going to have problems at this school, just like at his old school backing LA. At his old school, he was captain of the basketball team and a totally bad boy. Most people thought that just because he was basketball captain that he was a womanizer player, which he really wasn't, and spread horrible rumors about him. But he knew that most of the guys from his basketball team started most of the rumors about him because they were jealous of him because all the girls were interested in him. Troy was a great good-looking guy with his shaggy brown hair, bright yet deep ocean blue eyes, and hot muscular body. That was one of the reasons why he was so popular. All the girls wanted him, and all the guys wanted to be him. But the truth was that he wasn't interested in any of the girls at his school, especially the cheap sluts. But he was still a bad boy loner and would get into fights on a regular basic. He at lease hoped that there would be there would be decent people at this new school, especially the girls. He at lease hoped that the girls would be decent unlike the cheap slutty horny whores at his old school, who'd always try to get in his pants and wear the most revealing clothes whenever they talk to him.
But the thing he was most mad about was that his room was across from his blonde-haired cool, yet extremely annoying cousin, Sharpay's Evans', who doesn't know when to give a person some privacy.
It was a bright, warm Friday morning, which is also the day after Thanksgiving, which means it's also Black Friday, and as far as Troy was concerned everyone was going to be out. Troy groaned as he got out of bed, brushed his teeth, threw on a black t-shirt, some dark jeans, and sneakers. He went to the dining room to see everyone already there, eating breakfast.
One of the maids, Greta, gave him a plate of pancakes, bacon, and scramble eggs, and cinnamon toast with a glass of orange juice.
Troy thanked her, took his plate and juice, and took a seat at the dining table next to Sharpay, who was wearing a baby pink cashmere sweater, denim min shirt over white leggings, and brown boots.
Across from him was Ryan, his other cousin and Sharpay's twin brother and so far the only friend besides Sharpay Troy had in New York, who was humming show tunes while playing with his hat and eating breakfast.
Troy rolled his eyes. Ryan was always wearing hats which can be pretty annoying most of the time.
"So what are you kids up to, today?" Troy's uncle, Andrew asked them.
"I'm going to see Shakespeare at the park with some friends." Ryan said.
"Gabby and I are going to Fifth Avenue, Madison, and SoHo. Today's Black Friday which means they're going to be major sales. We're going to shop till we drop." Sharpay said.
Troy blush a bright red. He grabbed the newspaper to hide his face.
Gabi was the nickname is of Sharpay's best friend since preschool, Gabriella Montez. Troy wished he didn't blush every time someone mentions her name. Troy has had an enormous crush on Gabriella ever since he met her when they were kids. He was eight years old, and it was first time in New York. Sharpay and Ryan with his aunt Phoebe gave him a tour around the city. Sharpay wanted him to meet Gabriella. When he met her at the park, he was stun by her. Even though she was only eight, she was still unbelievably, beyond cute. He was blushing bright red, with goose bumps covering him, and shaking like crazy. He even said his full name backwards! He thought that Gabriella thought that he was a complete freak-show.
But Gabriella smiled at him, giggled, and said her full name backwards, too. She made him feel too comfortable. And ever since then, Troy has had a huge crush on her.
His crush for her increased even more gigantic when eight years later, he was visiting New York for the weekend. Sharpay threw a huge party, but Troy was at a corner, shy and pissed off, wishing that he was at somewhere else. Gabriella came over to him, looking beautiful like a model but even more since she wasn't trying to look good, but just did, keeping him company. Troy was stunned by her again. Gabriella outgrew her baby-faced cuteness to a gorgeously hot face. He had to admit he thought for a moment that she was going to act snobby like the other girls at the party. But Gabriella was super-friendly, nice, and really easy to talk to. She even took him to a café and bought him a drink. They talked all night at that café, or at least until it was time for them to go home.
Troy smiled at that memory, also blushed more thinking about her. Gabriella was so unlike other girls. Not only is she unbelievably beautifully pretty, but she is also super nice, smart like a genius, but isn't too braggy about it, funny, a great listener, and really easy to talk to. Also, unlike other girls, Gabriella knows how to defend herself and doesn't care what other people think about her.
Gabriella was the perfect girl, and Troy really likes her a lot. Unfortunately for him, Sharpay knows that he likes Gabriella and is always giving him tips on how to impress her.
"And, what about you, Troy?" Andrew asked his nephew.
Troy shrugged his shoulders, and said "I don't know. Maybe just stay home and watch some TV, sleep in, or just draw."
"Absolutely not!" Troy's mother, Lucille exclaimed "Young man, you have been moping around this house for three days straight ever since we moved here. Now it's a beautiful day, and I want you to go out."
"Ooh, maybe he can go shopping with Gabi and me. After all, he could use some new clothes for school." Sharpay suggested.
Troy gave her the death glare, but she only smirked at him.
"I thought that St. Peters was a private school." Troy said, coolly.
"Oh it is, but we sometimes get to wear regular clothes on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays, which are like casual days. Troy, for God's sake, you're a 17-going-on-18 year old boy, who is living in New York City, where there are over a thousand things to do. You need new clothes for school. Besides Gabi will be happy to see you." Sharpay said, smirking at him
"Yes, that is a great idea, Sharpay, and then after when you guys are done with your shopping trip, you can meet me back at the park and we can all go see a movie." Ryan added, going along with Sharpay's plan to get Troy and Gabriella together, smirking, too.
Troy gave him the death glare, too.
"Now that's a great idea." His mother agreed.
Troy shrugged again and mumbled "Fine. Whatever."
He was pissed off at his cousins for getting him into this, but was glad that he would get to see Gabriella again.
After breakfast, Troy grabbed his old backpack and went downstairs with his cousins to the lobby, and hailed a cab outside.
"To Central Park." Sharpay told the cab driver.
The driver nodded and drove.
Troy looked outside the window, and then glanced at his cousins, who were text-messaging on their cell phones. He reached into his ratty, old backpack and pulled out his sketch book. Whenever he needed to calm down his horrible anger problem, he would just sketch in his book. He drew the most amazing sketches. He turned the page of the book to a sketch he was recently working on. The idea of it came to him in a dream he had two nights ago. The sketch was of an angel, with her long hair flowing, her beautiful wings spreading, and smiling brightly. He drew the angel with dark hair instead of blonde. He was starting to get tired of blondes. Troy couldn't put his finger on it, but the angel looked too familiar to him.
Sharpay peeked at the page and asked "Who's that?"
"None of your business." He said, trying to get his book back.
But Sharpay snatched it out of his hands.
"Sharpay, give it!" He said, trying to get it back from her.
Sharpay slapped his hands away and took a look at the drawing. "Oh my god, you drew Gabi!" She squealed. "Ow!" She cried, when she suddenly felt pain in her waist. She turned to her right, and saw Troy, looking like he was about to explode, squeezing her wrist too tightly.
"Troy let go of her!" Ryan said, trying to pull Troy away from Sharpay before Troy's anger really explodes.
"Troy, you're hurting me!" She cried loudly, trying to pull away, feeling way too much pain in her wrist.
"Give me back my damn book, bitch!" Troy yelled, his anger close to eruption, squeezing her wrist even more tightly.
"Fine, fine, fine, here's your damn book!" She said, throwing his book.
Troy caught his book, and finally let go of her wrist. He put the book back in backpack and slumped in his seat.
Sharpay rolled up the sleeve of her pink sweater and saw that her wrist was nearly blue.
"Sis, are you okay?" Ryan asked her.
Sharpay showed him her blue wrist. He let a low whistle when he saw it.
"Damn Troy that was harsh."
"Whatever." Troy mumbling, looking straight ahead.
"Damn you Troy! Damn you and your stupid anger dumb-ass self. You better not act like this at school or when we meet up with Gabriella. You really need to control yourself, especially your anger. It gets out of control." Sharpay said, rubbing her arm and rolling up the sleeve.
Troy was silent as he continued to stare ahead. He really didn't mean to do that to Sharpay, even though she was being annoying. But the thing was he couldn't himself whenever he gets angry. It's like the anger completely take over, and he often doesn't control over it. He just hoped he wouldn't lose control when he sees Gabriella.
A/N: okay guys I got some reviews from you that you liked my story, but couldn't really read it that good. Sorry about that. So I took your guys advice and made it what do you guys think? I'll be uploading some more soon. Peace!