A/N: So, this is a little three shot story I came up with after hanging out with a bunch of my friends last night. One of my friends little sister had her prom last night and I was thinking about it this morning and then I came up with this…
Disclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone related to High School Musical.
Just You and Me
Ch. 1- It's too Cliché
Gabriella Montez sighed as continued to run her fingers along the satin smooth materials of the various dresses hanging elegantly on hundreds of hangers. Stopping as her eye caught a slim coral colored dress; Gabriella carefully pulled it from among its many companions and held it out in front of her.
It was a beautiful floor length ballroom gown, the corset top shining with red and pink sequins reflecting off of sunset colored beads. Glancing over at her friend, Gabriella smiled to herself and slung the dress over her arm and headed towards the dressing room.
Slipping into the dress, Gabriella twirled softly and admired the way the shimmery satin flowed around her legs, swishing softly to a stop as she stilled her movements. Gathering her hair up in a messy bun, Gabriella stared at her reflection in the mirror and once more admired the way the dress showed off her body. With a butterfly clasp at the base of her neck and two thin straps that wrapped around her neck to form a type of halter neck and criss-crossed down her back. With her shoulders bare, the fiery color of the dress seemed to set a glow to her all ready tanned body, making her look like a goddess of the sun. The bodice was in corset form, pushing her breasts up and together, giving the illusion of a full bodied woman. The corset was tight to the waist, where the satin material framed her legs from her wait to her knee caps where it then flowed out with a short trail touching the ground.
Twirling once more, Gabriella smiled to herself and gripped the soft material in her hands, imagining the awed look that would rest on her boyfriend's face when he saw her in the dress.
Suddenly remembering Taylor was with her; Gabriella quickly slipped the dress of and hurried back out into the main part of the store where her friend was still searching amidst the many racks of various types of dresses.
Making her way towards her friend, Gabriella carefully cradled the dress in her arms as she glanced around the small boutique for the shoe display. "You found one?" Taylor turned as she heard Gabriella approach from her left.
Gabriella smiled and held her arms up, the swishing satin feeling cool against her skin. "It's amazing Taylor!" She exclaimed as she dropped one of her arms to hold the dress out to its full length.
Taylor smiled and brushed one of her hands down the side, softly gripping the material in her palms much as Gabriella had done only minutes before. "It's gorgeous," Taylor muttered under her breath as she pictured it hugging Gabriella's frame perfectly.
"You're so lucky you're so small." Taylor sighed as she turned away and continued searching for the perfect dress. Gabriella shrugged and started scanning the rack in front of her for a dress that would suit Taylor.
"You should go for a purple one," Gabriella spoke up as she spotted a short, poufy lilac colored dress and pulled it from the rack. Taylor turned to examine the dress and scrunched up her nose at the chosen one.
"I want a long one," Taylor told her as she pulled a white dress from somewhere in the very back of the rack. "This is our senior ball; all the dresses are going to be elegant." Taylor told Gabriella as she placed the dress back on the rack and continued her search.
Gabriella nodded and followed Taylor as she skimmed through another rack of dresses. "I don't know, I think I'll try somewhere else. I don't like any of these ones," she turned to Gabriella with a shrug.
"Let's go and pay for yours." She nodded towards the registers and locked her arm through Gabriella's.
Gabriella smiled as she placed the dress on the counter and took out her wallet. "Did you check the price?" Taylor questioned as they lady behind the counter began scanning the price tag. Gabriella shook her head and watched the tiny black screen for the bright green numbers that would tell her exactly how much of a dent she was about to put into her mother's checking account.
"Two hundred and fifty three dollars flat." The lady behind the counter smiled softly at Gabriella as the Latina nodded and pulled out her credit card. Sliding the card through the scanner, Gabriella swallowed as she made the final purchase.
"Thanks." Gabriella smiled as the lady pulled her receipt from the register and handed it to her before sliding the dress into a large dress bag.
"So, how are you doing your hair?" Taylor questioned as Gabriella grabbed the dress and pulled out her keys from her large purse. Gabriella shrugged as she unlocked her car and slid into the passenger seat.
"I'm not sure yet," Gabriella told her as she started her car up and fiddled with the radio before putting the car into gear and pulling out of the parking lot. "I have an appointment with my hair dresser tonight." She told Taylor as she pulled onto the main highway that would bring them back to the suburbs of Albuquerque.
"I can't believe that Ball is next week!" Taylor exclaimed as she glanced at Gabriella. "Only six more days!" she clapped her hands giddily in a fashion that reminded Gabriella of Sharpay.
"I know…" Gabriella sighed as she kept her eyes trained on the road ahead of them. Taylor glanced over at her friend, noticing the hesitation in her voice as she spoke.
"What's up?" Taylor questioned knowingly. Gabriella glanced at her quickly before turning her attention back to the road.
"What do you mean?" Gabriella questioned, knowing full well what Taylor was referring too. She knew that she had not sounded as excited as she should have, but there was something riding on her mind, and she knew Taylor wouldn't be happy to hear it.
"You know exactly what I mean," Taylor cocked an eyebrow at her, and Gabriella felt an irk of annoyance at her friend for sticking her nose in a place Gabriella obviously didn't want to talk about.
"You don't sound excited, and you look perplexed," Taylor folded her arms across her chest stubbornly, refusing to let the subject go. "This is senior ball. I know you're excited."Taylor told Gabriella as she turned to face her.
Gabriella felt uncomfortable under her friend's scrutiny, but she knew there was no way around it now. "Do you think it's a cliché to lose your virginity on prom night?" Gabriella questioned hesitantly, keeping her eyes in front of her in fear of seeing the look on her friend's face.
"You're not planning on losing it are you?" Taylor questioned, and although Gabriella knew she was trying to be nice about it, Gabriella could hear the animosity in Taylor's voice.
"Well," Gabriella felt her heart begin to pound out of her chest as she glanced at Taylor. "Yeah." She shrugged, gripping the steering wheel tightly as she waited for Taylor to lash out.
"Gabriella, giving someone you're virginity is a sacred gift," Taylor started, just as Gabriella knew she would. "You don't give someone you're virginity unless you love them- and I mean really love them." She faced forward once more as an awkward silence fell upon the two.
Gabriella contemplated justifying her reason for a few minutes before speaking up. "I do love him though Taylor," Gabriella started, and held her finger up as Taylor opened her mouth to retort. "I'm pretty sure we were meant to be together. Look at how we met," Gabriella glanced at Taylor who looked less than taken.
"And I just happened to have transferred to his school?" She felt her heart beating faster as she thought back to infamous meeting that everyone in East High knew about by now. "And he's never pressured me, and he said whenever I'm ready, he's fine with it." Taylor cut her off as she spoke over the babbling Latina.
"Still," she yelled, slightly startling the other teen. "I just don't think you should have sex until you're married. I think it's wrong, and I don't think you know yourself well enough to give that to him." Taylor folded her arms, and Gabriella knew she never should have said anything.
"Never mind Taylor." Gabriella sighed and rand her hand through her dark hair anxiously. "I'll just talk to you later, okay?" She questioned as she pulled into Taylor's driveway.
"Are you going to Troy's?" Taylor questioned as she pushed the door open. Gabriella nodded and glanced at the digital clock installed in her radio and then grabbed her phone.
"Yeah," she flipped her phone open and Taylor guessed she was scrolling through her phone list. "I'll call you after my hair appointment." She told Taylor as the dark skinned girl slammed the door, intentionally or unintentionally Gabriella did not know.
"I do love him though," Gabriella told herself as she put her car into reverse and started to pull out of her driveway. "I'm in love…" she knew she was in love and she knew Troy was just s in love with her. So she wasn't wrong…and what better night to lose it then prom night?
A/N: So…tell me what you thought? You can even tell me what you think is going to happen!! Just review please!!