Okay so now I am excited and nervous as hell! Nervous how you will react to this story hopefully you will like it and give me many reviews telling me what you think about it. Because I write mostly on impulse. And I do wanna be like other authers and update often but I just don't have time to that, so sometimes it can be wice a week and other times it could be two weeks between updates and I just want you to be aware of that before we start the story. And I hope with this story I keep my intrest up trough the whole story and don't get sick of it in the middle, Like I have a habit to do :P Well I hope you enjoy this story and I will get more fallowers on this story, because I don't want to be like other people that say if you don't give me 5 reviews I won't upload but I will tell you this, I will probably feel a bigger urge to upload :P Just so you know^^
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Chapter 1. Twist of fate.
It was an ordinary Tuesdays when 22 year old Troy Bolton woke just like any other Tuesday. He woke up at 07.15 to get ready for work. Groaning when he snooze the buzzing alarm clock. With very ungraceful movement he gets out of his comfortable bed, he made a metal note to him self to start using the elements more often then he was doing at the moment then maybe his floors wouldn't be so freezing cold every single morning. Going to his kitchen to start a pot of coffee before, heading to the bathroom to take his usual morning shower, trying to wake up so he wouldn't scream at his co-workers, like he could do if he was tiered. The hot water was soothing his sore muscles after yesterdays gym visit. He turned the shower of and wrapped a towel lose around his hips. Then it was time to shave his stubble that had grown out after a couple of days with out shaving.
After his shaving his work phone rang, picking it up still in a towel he answers it. "Troy Bolton, speaking." He answers. He was the heir for Bolton Hotels. Something he was constant reminded of everyday when paparazzi was fallowing his steps and when he screwed up with press confesses or other things. But usually he did pretty well at his job and when he turned 25 he would get everything officially. Cause right now it stood in his father's name. But in three years it would be in his name and a part of him couldn't wait but the other part told him that it would be different from that day he would have to travel more and longer hours.
"Mr. Bolton… Mr. Hendes called and rearranged the meeting you had at noon." It was his secretary that called him in this early hour. Couldn't she have told him when he arrived?
"Okay Michelle… I will be in about an hour I deal with it later…" He didn't wait for a response he hung up. He didn't like when they called him at home about work. His home was his sanctuary a place where he could just relax.
With a heavy sigh he goes to his bedroom to get dressed. Quickly he brushed trough dark blonde hair and then placing his bangs over his intense blue eyes. Then he walked to his closet taking out a pair of dark jeans a white button up shirt and a black jacket over it. His converse stood on the floor mocking him, he knew he couldn't wear them at work sense it didn't give him the adult look. He wasn't a teenager anymore he was an adult and heir of Bolton Hotels. And a year ago his father reminded him of that, he needed to grow up or otherwise his little brother would be the heir, because Troy could show up at a meeting hung over or simply miss important meeting because he was hung over.
So the day after he and his father had talked he went out and bought knew clothes for work for a smaller fortune. If he was gonna be heir he could at least look good and he sure as hell didn't bought cheep costumes. It was Armani, Prada, Dolce Gabbana and all the other big fashion labels that was known over the whole world. Let's just say his father was happy it was clothes for work and not his every day life.
But when he showed up early to meetings, cut down on the partying to weekends, made impressing presentation of new ideas and still kept his personality his father couldn't feel anything but pride over his son. Pride for the extreme transformation pride because he could make older men that knew more about this then he did to listen to him. Pride that it was his son that would take over the worldwide empire he had build up. And that was all Troy ever wanted, that his father would be proud over his accomplishments at Bolton Hotels.
Taking a cup of coffee and washed it down before heading out to his baby, a black Audi S5 Coupe newly bought and sure as hell worth it he reminded him self. He had worked his as of for the last couple of moths sense they were building a new hotel in China and that had meant many nights staying late at the office and everything else that came with working over several hours each day. Starting the engine he pulled out of his driveway and drove to work just like any other Tuesday, though this Tuesday would change his life. He just didn't know it yet.
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The sun shone into her small bedroom, she yawned and stretched her small body out. She looked at her small alarm clock. 07.45. She was a morning person. She preferred to get up early and have the whole day to experience new things or meeting new people. Though she rarely met new people sense se was really shy and her confident wasn't the best a person could have. Getting out of the bed she tipped toed over to her drawer and pulls out a pair of light skinny jeans and a blue short sleeved button up shirt. She brushed trough her dark mass of curls she had gotten from her father's side of the family when she is satisfied with the result she goes down to the kitchen were her father is sitting and eat his breakfast.
"Hi sweetheart…" Her father says and greats her with a kiss on the cheek, when she joined him at the kitchen table. "I know I promised that you and I would spend the day together and we are I just haft to stop by Bolton's Hotel and talk to Jack for a minute or two…" He promises gently, like he often does.
"Okay… But then after that you promise it will be just you and me?" She asks while pouring her self a cup of coffee and starts drinking it while waiting for his answer.
"I promise baby girl." She groaned upon the nickname.
"Dad I am 16 please stop calling me baby girl…" She whines. Her father just smiles and continues to read the news paper. "When are we going?" She asks softly when she realize she will always be her father's baby girl.
"About fifteen minutes…" He answers. She nods at his words. And finish her breakfast that was just the cup of coffee. She goes to her room to put on some mascara to emphasize her dark eyes a bit. She put on her pink converse and took her brown peak wind breaker and put it on. Autumn had come suddenly in Albuquerque. The chilly days become longer and longer each day and the sun's presence rarely gave any real heat like the summer's heat had brought them. She walked down the stairs were her father was waiting for her so they could go and spend the day together.
"Let's go princess!" He smiles to her and she just groans at the nickname he gave her. They settled in the dark blue Audi and begun the journey. It wasn't until noon he would stopping by Bolton's Hotel.
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He was going insane!
Soon he would rip his hair of! Henders had rescheduled! Again! He would kill him next time he saw him. No he wouldn't but sure as hell wanted to do it! After sighing heavily one more time in a desperate attempt to calm him self down, he grabbed some papers before starting to go to his father's office and complain about it! He grabbed his coffee cup as well so he could drink the now probably cold coffee. With hard steps he walks to the office were his father is placed. Getting more frustrated when he sees he is busy talking with An older man that he guessed was around his father own age maybe a few years younger.
He sighs. She sees a young girl maybe 17 years 18 year old tops, sitting in the white leather couch that his father had in his room. She looked bored were she sat, flipping her cell open every once in a while. Checking if she got any texts even though she knew there wouldn't be anything when she looked at the screen. She looked cute were she sat. The dark curls fell in front of her eyes.
"Dad?" He knocks on the dark oak door trying to get his father's attention. But he seemed to busy talking old memories with this mysterious man. He sighs and looks at the girl. "How long have they been talking?" He asks rubbing his eyes. He just wanted to talk to his father about Henders and then go back to his office and try to understand the drawings the Chinese had drawn to the hotel.
"Uhm a while…" She says feeling her cheeks turn red. She didn't really like when unknown people talked to her and especially gorgeous guys like him. She was not used to guys talking to her since she was the shy and quiet girl that nobody really knew. And he would probably forgotten about her when he left this office to go back to his work. Because she knew in her heart that a guy who looked like him wouldn't pay attention to a girl like her! That was the rules and she knew them.
"That didn't sound to good…" He mutters and the millionth sigh that day left his mouth. "You want anything? I mean knowing my dad he won't shut up for a while…" He says softly. The brown eyes connected with his icy blue and electricity was ragging trough their bodies and that was caused by just one single look imagine how they would feel if they were allowed to touch each other.
"Uhm no thanks…" She smiles softly and goes back to flipping on her cell phone. He couldn't help but smile towards the young girl. She couldn't be older then 16 he decided now when he got a bit closer look on her, looking innocent were she sat. She looked like a good girl the kind that didn't bother her parents more then necessary. Not like when he had been young. Out partying every weekend having killer hangovers she looked more like the girl that would have quiet movie nights with her friends instead of his way of partying.
"Troy! Just the person I was looking for!" His father exclaims when he noticed his soon in the doorway. His father looked at his son and Troy hold up a hand in a soft wave to great his father. "This is Jose Montez! And this is his daughter Gabriella!" He exclaims happily. Gabriella, he said the name inside his head. Of course! What parents wouldn't name such a beautiful girl Gabriella.
"Hi… Uhm dad… I wanted to give you some papers about the hotel in China and talk about--" Then he is interrupted by his father again. Something his father usually did when he was in a good mood like he was now.
"Troy we can take that later, right now the four of us is going out on lunch! My treat!" His father must be on coke or something because usually he is never this happy about going out on lunch. Troy sighs knowing he won't be able to get a word out about the hotel in China or Henders for that matter. Cause now his father wanted them to eat lunch and he wouldn't let Troy stay in his office even if he said he a had a mountain high of paperwork. Witch he had.
The girl named Gabriella mood seemed to get lower when that was announced. He felt bad for her. He guessed that it was supposed to be a father daughter day. But of course his father had to ruin it. He sighs and leaves his position at the door. This was gonna be a fabulous lunch! He thinks bitterly, he had not planned to go out on his lunch break. But as usual his plans were rearranged by his dad. His father could really kill others plans.
The four people was out from the office and placed in Jack Bolton's range rover, Troy being stuffed in the back with Gabriella and the two older men sitting in the front chatting loudly. There went our day together… Gabriella thought bitterly. She had hoped just for once that her father would keep his promise about their day together. But yet she wasn't surprised that he didn't keep it. She was used to spending days with her father's friends. At least she could talk to this younger guy. If she had the courage to. She glanced carefully at him but when she thought he would be looking at her direction she quickly moved her head to look out the window to look at the bypassing buildings.
The car came to a halt when it stopped at a small restaurant. The four of them stepped out of the range rover they had been going in. She was constantly one step behind her father not wanting to get to know the younger man that was joining them but faith wasn't on her side this day. Her father sat against Jack talking about something she didn't understand so she was stuck with the son she was petrified of! She was sure that she would make a fool of her self during this lunch.
The walked into the Italian restaurant that was cozy decorated with walls that was painted in red and gold, the tables was black and so was the chairs but all chairs had small decorations in gold on it and the tables was clothed in a dark purple cloth were the gold was imprinted in flowers. The glasses and cutlery was arranged perfectly on the cloth, Gabriella was impressed by this. If she didn't knew better then she would have thought they were joining a royal dinner. Getting seated at a table in the back after ordering in their lunch and drinks Troy and Gabriella had barely spoken to each other.
"So why aren't you in school?" Troy asks her in a desperate attempt to break the ice between them. She looked up at him petrified, like she had committed a crime by not being in school today even if it was her day of.
"Eh… The teachers had a day to fix schedules and things like that.." She says quietly. A blush making an appearance on her cheeks against her will. Though she hadn't said anything that could make a fool out of her self her, sometimes she swore that her cheeks lived a life of their own.
"Okay… Lucky you who still have those days. I mean after high school everything goes downhill…" He chuckles. A bit of the tension she felt left when that chuckle left him. She let a soft giggle out as she joined him in the soft laugher.
"I don't know that yet… Still trying to get through my third year…" She says softly. Her mouth became occupied with the olive pie she had for her lunch and soon fallowed by a small mouth of coke.
"Yeah my third year… What did I do.. I partied and was hung over when I had tests… Do not fallow my example…" He says again. He eats of his pasta that he ordered in.
"I am a boring student… I am not going to parties… I rather sit home with a good book.." She smiles softly to him and then she started blushing again since she realized she probably said to mush.
"What are you the school punching bag or something?" He asks serious. If it was something he hated it was bullying. He couldn't accept that. Not even he who could be low would never bullied people in his life. That was one rule if you wanted to be friends with Troy Bolton. If he catch you hitting someone with out reason you will die!
"No… I am the invincible student that no one remembers…" The acceptance in her voice surprised him slightly. He had worked his ass of during four years to be remembered. And she didn't even care.
"Then you and I aren't mush a like… You know how hard I worked to get remembered in high school. Al though it seems kind of pointless now…" He shakes his head as the memories of all the 'hard work' they had been though and drinks of his water.
"Were did you go?" She asks and looks into his blue intense eyes. And she decided that she liked them, they weren't those normal blue eyes many of her friends had. Not that she thought they weren't beautiful but his was more beautiful. Like someone walked across the earth to find the clearest sea and took that color and put them in his eyes.
"East High, it's a miracle that I got a diploma when I graduated…" He chuckles. She giggles softly along with him. Their fathers did not notice the fact that their children was connecting more then they probably should, Jose Montez wouldn't probably like the idea of his baby girl dating an six year older man. But when that finally happened they wouldn't care. Because they would be like two pieces of a puzzle, a perfect match!
"Well if it makes you feel any better the teachers haven't forgotten you… They constantly talks about you and your year being the worst class in the schools history…" She informs him gently. He smiles at the information she just told him. They got what they wanted. Even if it meant nothing right now.
"Really? I would never have guessed that… Is Darbus still working there?" She was surprised that the ice was completely broken now. She was having a normal conversation with a guy that was drop dead gorgeous and he seemed to enjoy it as mush as she did. At least she hoped he did. She often let insecurities get the best of her but with him she didn't feel insecure. She felt perfect ease with him.
They were like day and night, he was confident she wasn't. He took risks she played everything safe. He liked chaos she needed everything under control. He was experienced with girls she was still waited for her first kiss. They were so different but they didn't know now how right they were for each other.
"Yeah she is… Did she tell you about the danger about cell phones for you as well?" She finished her lunch and pushed the plate away from her. She sipped on her coke while waiting for him to finish chewing and give her an answer.
"Oh yeah! She was obsessed with it at the moment… And I don't know how many times she took my phone." He smiles at the memory. "I always got it back though." He ads after a few moments of silence.
"That's good I guess…" She says softly. Then not knowing what to say next. But he seemed fine anyway, like he would figure something out to talk about soon. She just felt comfortable around him.
"So what are you gonna do after high school?" He asks.
"I am thinking about premed… And then hopefully become a gynecologist some day…" She says quietly. As if she was ashamed of her dream. It just felt wired to say what she wanted to work with when she became older in front of him.
"I wish I had a choice when I studied cause I was more or less forced into business and leadership. With the hotel and shit…" He sighs. She could tell he was not happy with the position he had been forced in to. She thought it was strong of him, she didn't know if she would be able to handle something like that. She had always made her own choices and she would always do it. A headstrong young woman as her father usually told her.
"What do you wanna work with?" She asks softly, encouraging him to tell him more to her.
"You are not gonna believe it… But I what I really want to work with is disabled people." He smiles to her after his confession. She smiles with him he was a good person. She wouldn't be surprised if he gave huge amounts of money to charity.
"That so sweet… I do not know many how wants to work with that.." She smiles brightly to him. "Why is it that disabled people interest you so mush?" She continues to ask.
"I have a cousin that is disabled and I don't know she is just the sweetest girl and just like everybody else! And sometime when I was younger I watched her and like a lightning I realized that this is what I wanna do! But as you see I ended up at the family business." He says and looks at her with a small smile but his eyes told her otherwise. He hated not be able to chose his own carrier.
"I hope you will be able to do what you love one day…" She says softly. No more words was spoken between them when Jack suggested that it was time to head back to the office the so Troy and Jack would be able to work or at least that what was Jack said as an excuse. They both knew that Jose and Jack would continue talking when they came back to the office. But the young adult's just nod their heads and they go to the car and go back to the office and as guessed Jack just had to show Jose something on his computer and he saw Gabriella sigh.
"I don't know if it will be anymore fun but you can always keep my company in my office if you want…" He offers her warmly finding him self praying quietly she would say yes and come with him to his office. Why? He had no idea.
"No its okay… You have work to do…" She says not wanting to intrude.
"If you think we work here then you are crazy, besides I could always need a woman's opinion on furniture… So what do you say?" He smiles hoping she would say yes this time. And he sure as hell wouldn't be able to work if she was there he would probably smoothly take her number so he could call her some day and ask her out. It would probably be wrong in every aspect for a 22 year old asking a 16 year old out. But he was attracted by her and it would simply seem wrong if he didn't try.
"Why not…" She says softly a grin erupt on his face. A grin she told herself wasn't because of her. Even if a little voice inside of her constantly whispered it was. She shakes it of and fallows him to his office that was further down hallway until the finally came to a door were it stood Troy Bolton and under his name it stood vice president.
"Believe me there is more people around that is more qualified to be vice president… But if you are the son I guess I have first shot at it or something like that…" He opens the oak door that lead in to his office. It was painted in crème, the walls was filled with pictures of him both in his younger years and pictures that was taken more recently. But all pictures were framed with dark frames. His desk was in dark wood as well. Also he had two small black leather couches in the corner with a small coffee table in the middle of the two couches.
"Have you decorated or..?" She asks.
"No I have not decorated… Some other idiot who thinks they know us have…" He chuckles. He goes over to his desk and types something on to his computer. Gabriella still stands in the middle of his office looking confused. "Come over here I wanna show you something!" He says to her. She walks over to him and looks at his computer screen that she guessed would be a 3D model of the new hotel. "Okay so what do you think of the hotel?" He asks and she looks at the 3D model that twisted and turned around inside the computer screen.
"Its really cool…" She says impressed by the model. "Did you draw this?" She asks.
"My drawings mostly could be compared by a three year old so no I haven't drawn this, but a great architect have and I have just told them what I want…" He explains to her and she just nods at him a small smile playing on his lips at his confession. "We hoped to finish this summer." He says.
"I think you are gonna be finished…" She encourage him softly.
"Its not up to me… The workers haft to work down there…" He says. "So what are you doing on Saturday?" He asks. He was gonna ask her if she wanted to go to the movies with him. It was a good first date. The dark of the movie theater left out chances of uncomfortable silence and awkward moments and afterwards they could always talk about the movie if any of those uncomfortable moments made an appearance. Yes he had thought about everything!
"Uhm… I don't know… Sitting at home doing nothing I guess.. Why do you ask" She says insecurities surfacing on her. She bit her bottom lip wondering why he wondered what she was doing small hopes was building up inside of her and that maybe this gorgeous man would ask her out. But her low self esteem told her that he would ask her something else.
"Its just that I want to go to the movies and I was wondering if you want to come with me.. I've heard that Up is awesome!" He grins boyish; he sees the blush forming on her cheeks. The redness in her face made her look more innocent and pure then just moments before.
"Yeah I've heard that is supposed to fun…" She says trying to regain some pride she had left in her body. She was probably making this a bigger deal then it was, it was just a movie and they would probably just go as friends. Inside she gets disappointed but hope she won't show it on the outside.
"So you want to go??" He asks hopefully. He looked like a little boy on Christmas morning just waiting for his parents to allow him to open his presents. But this was way better then Christmas morning. Hopefully she would say yes.
"Sure… Why not…" She says softly.
"Great!" He says in an octave higher then normal he clears his throat. "Great." He fumbles in his pockets to search for his personal phone so she could put in her number. When finally finding it in his jacket he hands it over to her. "Put your number in and I will call you or text about Saturday…" He says feeling like a high schooler al over again. She smiles softly and push the buttons in and then hands it over to him and he also push on the keypad probably putting a name on her number.
No more words was spoken when her father came inside and got her.
"Have a nice day Troy!" Jose says to him when he leaves.
"You to Mr. Montez!" He says politely and waves to him. He smiles to Gabriella and returns it with a shy smile.
This was not an ordinary Tuesday and Troy knew that it would change his life, he just didn't know how mush yet.
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