Band Vs Love Chapter 1, a high school musical fanfic

Band vs. Love

After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music

-Aldous Huxley

Chapter 1

"You guys ready to start?" Chris Bolton asked from where he was sitting behind his drum set. He glanced over at Gabriella Montez who was already standing behind the microphone and then to Troy Bolton and Chad Danforth who were perched on the couch playing video games.

Chad looked over. "Start what?"

Chris rolled his eyes. "Gabs wrote a new song, I figured we'd test it out."

Gabriella watched with a smile as Troy got up and went to pick up his guitar, giving her a grin as he passed. She looked at Chad expectantly, who had been looking at Troy in shock when he had stood to leave him.

"Dude!?"

Troy shrugged. "I wanna hear the song," he smiled at Gabriella again, making her blush. "C'mon Chad, we can play Zombie Death Force later."

Chad groaned, nudging Gabriella's hip as he walked past her to grab his bass guitar.

"Ready Gabs?"

She nodded. "As I'll ever be."

I'm in disarray, I'm unkempt
And I love it sugar, yeah this is what you do
When you run your fingers through my hair
In the morning, I'm feeling like a sexy superstar (wow wow aye)

You rock my party wanna make me say (woohoo)
You're the only one that keeps me singing (lalala)
I love to smell your t-shirt, I like the way you are
But most of all I like it like it

This was Gabriella's favorite part. She loved how she got to lose herself in the music with the guys backing her up and playing behind her. This was where she was at home, even if it was in the Bolton's garage. This is the one place she truly felt at peace.

I like what you do to my hair
Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good
I like what you do to my hair
Tousle it, tease it, run your fingers through it, know how you do it
Now go and mess it up, mess it up
Baby mess it up, mess it up, mess it up
Do it till I can't get enough (oh)
I like what you do to my hair
Who knew that looking a mess could feel so good

As Gabriella let her body rock along with the beat the boys had made to go with her lyrics, she felt a subconscious smile sneak its way on to her face. And surely enough, the guys saw it, understand what she was feeling at this moment.

I'm un-perfect, so un-me
But I love it sugar, see this is what you do
You get my ponytail to sag, my bangs are laughable
But I don't mind 'cause I think it's kinda super cool (wow wow aye)

You rock my party wanna make me say (woohoo)
You're the only one that keeps me singing (lalala)
I love to smell your t-shirt, I like the way you are
But most of all I like it like it

Troy continued to strum on his guitar as he watched his dream girl dance in front him, singing her beautiful heart out into the mic. Her body moved perfectly in time with the drum beat Chris had created and it took everything in him to not look her up and down and forget the notes he needed to play, because he knew he could definitely get distracted staring at the perfection that was Gabriella.

Tonight, I'm gonna fix It up real nice
My Shirley Temple curls, I want you to mess 'em up
I'll put on a bow, 'cause I want you to know
That you've got your name on my heart
You're wicked bad and I like the way that you do it baby

Gabriella's lyrics seem to put Troy in a trance as he watched her turn slightly to look at him, a smile playing on her lips as she shook her head playfully to go along with the song. He grinned, looking back down to make sure he was continuing to strum the right notes, but he was finding her pretty damn distracting.

"Gabriella Fucking Montez, that was the best thing I've ever heard," Chris smiled at her, standing up from behind the drums to hold his hand out for a high five, which she returned.

Troy frowned at Chris' interaction with Gabi. Chris may have been his brother, band mate, and pretty much best friend, but it he knew exactly how Troy felt about Gabriella and he ignored his brothers' feelings completely, considering the multiple times he'd continue to flirt with her.

"You're amazing Brie," Troy said, taking the strap off and resting his guitar by the amplifier.

His body jumped for joy when she turned her attention away from Chris to smile at him. "Thanks Troy."

Gabriella didn't see Chris scowl, but Troy sure did and he smirked at the fact that when it came to this, he got under his skin just as much as Chris got under his.

Chad took off his guitar also, slinging his arm over Gabriella's shoulder. "That was really awesome Gab, but uh, can we get back to Zombie Death Force now Troy?"

Troy rolled his eyes, making Gabriella smirk up at Chad. "Yeah, yeah whatever."

Gabriella gave Chad a poke in the stomach and he pulled on her ponytail before him and Troy made themselves comfortable on the couch again.

Gabriella went to head to the kitchen, wanting and bottle of water and was surprised to see Chris following. "So you really like the song?"

He nodded, sitting at the counter and watching her grab a water from the fridge.

"So no regrets in letting me write the songs for the band?"

"None," he smiled. "I like every song you write."

"Great, 'cause there's way much more where that came from."

He smiled even wider at her. "I love that about you."

She glanced at him, eyebrow raised. "What?"

"I love how passionate you are about your music and writing and singing. I've seriously never met anyone like you before and I'm really glad we found you when we were auditioning for a singer."

She smiled, sitting down on the stool next to him and bumping their shoulders. "I think someone is trying to say that I'm amazing," she turned to hold her hand near her ear as if waiting for him to admit it himself.

"What? No…"

"Mhmm, come on, just say it Chris. You know you want to," she teased, walking over to stand in between his legs.

"Uh, I think not," he smirked, turning his head.

She grabbed his face, making him look directly at her. "Say it Bolton."

He shook his head from her hands. "Never Montez."

She frowned, poking his stomach. "Chris!"

"Ow, stop!"

"That doesn't hurt, stop being a baby."

Chris' eyes narrowed and he immediately reached out to grab her tiny waist, pulling her closer as she tried to get away.

"No! Chris, stop, I'm sorry," she screamed out through her laughing, but it didn't work. He started to tickle her, making her body jolt around, moving and rubbing up against him as she was still standing between his legs. Chris was bent over her slightly, still on the stool his hands moving furiously over her sides as her hands went to rest on his chest and her face immediately went to hide in his neck. "Chris stop!"

He laughed, enjoying the feel of having her at his will, along with enjoying the satisfaction of him being the one to make her laugh and not Troy.

"Having fun?" Troy asked, walking into the kitchen to get a water himself.

Gabriella jumped away from Chris and pushed her hair out of her face, trying to calm her breathing. "Oh, hey Troy."

He nodded, the emotion missing from his face at the sight of what he had just walked in on. It may have been harmless, but to him, it lessened his chances with her every time she had a moment like that with Chris.

Chris smiled smugly from his nonchalant position still sitting on the stool. He had picked up on Troy's uncomfortable demeanor as soon as he walked in the room, but it pleased him because maybe this way he could get Troy to back off his territory.

Gabi shifted, feeling the same tension that just seemed to be radiating off the two boys and she scratched her arm awkwardly. "Uhm, I'm gonna go see what level Chad's on."

As Gabriella left the room, Troy closed the fridge and his eyes met Chris'.

Chris smirked. "How's it feel, Troy-boy?"

Troy clenched his jaw, squeezing the water bottle in his hands as well, trying hard not to say anything he'd regret later.

"Gabriella is special Troy. I'm just helping you out here, but I don't think she's your type. You two would never work out. And I don't want to see either of you hurt when it doesn't."

"Oh and you and her would?" He asked, staring Chris down.

Chris hopped off the stool, smiling and walking past Troy, patting his shoulder as he did. "Obviously kid, open your eyes," he said, walking backwards into the garage and shooting him a pointed look along with his gun fingers. (That's what it is with the pointer and middle out and the thumb up right?) "Check you later bro."

Troy watched spitefully as he left the room, feeling as if he had just been threatened and seeing his chances with Gabriella even less possible with Chris now deliberately trying to shove him out of the picture. He groaned before catching a glimpse of Chris helping Gabriella win against Chad in Zombie Death Force and willing himself to go in there and pretend as if nothing happened.

As long as he could keep pretending.

New story! I may be just a little bit crazy for uploading a new story on you guys but I'm almost kinda sorta done with Fade Into the Background and I'm almost done typing this story as well. Not sure how long either will be yet, but I couldn't contain the story anymore. So I hope you like it and feel free to let me know what you think so far in a lovely review! (:

By the way song is Ashley Tisdale's version of Hair. Which I in no way own!