New story! It got idea's from like 3 songs so they're all encorporated into the story somehow. Also as i'm still writing it its 'notebook-y'. You know, like the notebook. I'm trying not to make it like that but i'm stilll in the process of writing it. It's already longer than any other of my stories. I'm so excited about that in itself. Also, I wrote this swiching off points of view every two chapters. so Troy, Troy, Gabi, Gabi.. Etc.. Anyways. Enough Rambling. I hope you enjoy the story. (:


"Kissin' in the rain,
Kissin' in the rain.
Hittin' hard like a hurricane.
Summer nights lit up with lightnin',
So I went staring in your eyes
And We didn't care a thing about the thunder
While the angry sky we were under was raising cain.
We were kissin' in the rain."

-Toby Keith


Kissin' In The Rain

Troy's POV

When people don't come from a lot of money people think usually less of you. I know it isn't my fault but they try to blame you especially when you're the main topic of a small town. I'm Troy Bolton, senior at East High. My parents had me when they were in high school themselves. We never had a lot of money but we always had enough to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table. My dad was always in between jobs and my mom worked hard for what we have.

I knew I was never going to get into college, especially since we had no money and I didn't get straight A's. I was good with my hands though. I was always fixing or making something. I got paid for just enough small jobs like mowing lawns, changing oil, or tires to save up for my rusty 1985 Chevy Truck. I would help out at the pick and pull for some parts to rebuild the engine. I finished it just before my senior year started.

It was already spring of my senior year. It was that turning point where you only want to go to school enough for you to graduate. My friends Chad, Ryan, Zeke, Jason, and I would usually skip out at lunch and go down to the lake. We would drink sometimes or go finishing, depending on the day. They, of course, were the rich boys. I knew them since kindergarten, we all grew up together. They didn't care if I was rich or poor. They liked me for me and that's all I could ask for.

We were on spring break, The school set up a little carnival like they did every spring break. It was hot. I was going down to the carnival. I wore a plain white shirt and blue jeans. I dug up some cash I saved up and stuffed it in my pocket with my phone. Dad had a job this week so he was working, same as my mom. I grabbed my car keys and walked out to my truck. I got to the carnival 10 minutes later.

"What up Troy." Chad found me first and came walking over to me. We did our hand shake.

"What's up man?" I ran my hand through my hair. "Where are Ryan and Zeke?"

"Ry and Sharpay are going to be late. They had a family thing." They were Twins, came from one of the wealthiest families. They were so different. If they weren't always attached to the hip you wouldn't know they were even related. "Zeke and Jason were harassing Gabriella in the kissing booth."

I looked at him confused. "Who is Gabriella?"

"The New girl, remember Taylor and Kelsi made friends with her?" He looked at me. "Maybe that was Jason I was talking to. But anyway She's hot."

I raised my eyebrow at him. "What about Tay?" I chuckled. "Is she still rejecting you?"

He shook his head and laughed. "No. She's going to go out with me by the end of the year, watch." He had a smug smile on his face.

I just shook my head at him. "Whatever you say man." I looked around. "I'm going to get something to eat, I'll catch up with you."

He nodded and left to go find Taylor. I walked over to one of the food booths and ordered a hotdog. He handed me a number and I walked over to the other window. I felt somebody bump into me and something wet on my shirt.

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry!" The small brunette girl shrieked in front of me. "Shit. Taylor is going to kill me."

"I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." I grabbed some napkins and started to wipe the mustard off my shirt. "Gross I hate mustard."

I heard her giggle from in front of me. "I hate mustard too. It smells so bad. One time when I was six, My mom gave me a hotdog with too much mustard on it. I threw it up and never ate it again. When I smell it too much I start gaging."

I smiled at the girl who was rambling in front of me. She was very pretty. I don't think I've ever seen her before. "That is gross." I said chuckling.

She turned bright red. "I'm sorry. I just start talking then I can't stop. It's a curse I swear." She sighed and set the corndog she had down on the little counter. She put the hotdog she had in her other hand next to it. She wiped the mustard off her hand. "I'm Gabriella By the way. Gabriella Montez. Yes I'm related to John Montez, He is my father."

I just raised my eyebrows at her. "I've never heard of John Montez." I gave her a smile. "I'm Troy Bolton. Nothing special." The kid in the food booth called my number. "Excuse me." I walked over to the boy and grabbed my hotdog. I walked back over to her. "You're the new girl right?" I squeezed the ketchup onto my hotdog.

She nodded. "I am the new girl. Just moved here from California. No I don't know how to surf. Ya know everybody keeps asking me that? Its like people automatically assume that I surf or am famous since I'm from California." She watched me as I grabbed some napkins. "Only My dad's famous. He designs clothes."

"That's cool. Why did you move to the desert?" I looked over at her and watched her pick up the corndog and the hotdog. She started walking and signaled me to follow her.

"Well My mom was born and raised out here, she's taking care of my grandpa. Dad lives back in California. They just got divorced." I winced. "I know. So I am going to spend the rest of my senior year with mom then move back when I got to college. I already got accepted into UCLA."

"Great school" I commented, we walked over to Taylor, Kelsi and the rest of the gang.

"Where are you going to school?" She asked me.

I smiled at her. "I'm not." I took a bite of my hotdog. "Hey guys."

"Hey Bolton." Taylor said. "Looks like you've met Troy, He is Chad's best friend."

"Oh that's cool. Small world right?" She handed Taylor her corndog. "I literally ran into Troy which explains the mustard stain on his shirt. I'm so clumsy I swear."

"It's alright." She smiled at Gabriella. "We're just waiting for Sharpay and Ryan."

I finished eating my hotdog and threw away the wrapper. I stood next to Jason talking to him about school. I caught Gabriella staring at me. I smiled. She turned red and smiled back. She turned her attention back to Taylor. Sharpay and Ryan came walking up. Sharpay was wearing heels to a carnival. I rolled my eyes in thought.

"Let's go on the ferris wheel. We should Pair up." Taylor said walking over to Chad.

Oh-no. I thought. I saw Sharpay walking over to me but Zeke caught her before she got to me. Gabriella stood in front of me. "Want to go on the ferris wheel with me?" She smiled.

"I'd love to." I held my arm out and we walked to the Ferris wheel. "Oh I forgot to buy a ticket."

She pulled out a couple of tickets. "It's alright. I bought extra. I wanted the whole experience. I've never been to a carnival." She ripped one off and held it out to me. "This is my first time on a ferris wheel."

"You're not afraid of heights are you?" I asked her.

"Oh god no. I love roller coasters. The drop is the best part. When your heart pounds and the car throws you around. Those are always the best roller coasters." She smiled at me and put the ticket in my hand."Or the really shaky ones thank make me glad i don't have huge boobs. They would jump out of my bra and smack me in the face. I call them titty jigglers."

I burst out laughing then smiled down at her. "Well... Thank you for the ticket." She was right. She kept talking, but it wasn't annoying like most people would think. It was very cute.

We got to the front of the line and we waited for wheel to let the rest of the people off. We got on and sat down the guy locked the bar in front of us. She looked around. "This is so awesome. What number are we on? 14 I think. That's my favorite number."

"That's my basketball number, 14." I smiled at her and she put her hands on my arm.

"Why does Taylor seem a little stand offish to you?" She asked me. I'm not the only one who noticed.

"Because I don't come from money like they all do. Chad's parents are doctors. Taylor's are lawyers. Shar and Ry's parents were ancestors of the founders of Albuquerque." I explained to her. "My parents were teen parents with just enough to keep food on the table. She thinks I don't belong. But Chad and the guys don't really care."

She watched me talk, listening intently. "Well that's stupid." she said bluntly. "who care's if you have no money. You're a cool guy Troy."

I laughed. "You're pretty cool too. You talk a lot though."

She giggled. "I told you it was a curse. Seriously if I annoy you say Gabi shut up. And I will try my best." She leaned back and the seat rocked. She squealed and dug her fingernails into my arm. "Sorry. I didn't know it moved." She moved her hands. "Oh shit. Look what I did."

I looked down at my arms and saw red marks from her fingernail. "Don't worry about it. I wouldn't let you get hurt." I smiled at her.

"You are too sweet Troy." She said rubbing my arm where the marks were. "Sharpay likes you. She never stops talking about you. But Taylor said you don't like her. Is that true?"

"Shar is a cool girl But she's like my sister." I said. We were at the top now. "Look" I pointed out to the lake. "Were going there tonight for the after party."

She giggled. "It's beautiful." She leaned her head on my shoulder. "We should go there in a couple hours." She looked around the carnival. "I did mostly everything already."

"How long have you been here?" I said laughing.

She smiled at me. "I helped Taylor set up." She turned red. "So if you get bored then we can go and go do something. Can you swim in there?"

"Yeah." I said. "You are something else Gabriella Montez."

She looked up at me. "Is it a good thing?"

I nodded. "It is a great thing."


We all decided to leave a little early and we went down to the lake. Gabriella rode in my truck with me. Since we ran into each other we became inseperable. There was country music on the radio, I hummed along to The Zac Brown Band's Whatever it is.

She turned up the radio and looked at me. "Who is this?" She asked me. "I don't know any country music, except Taylor Swift."

"Zac Brown Band." I laughed. "Taylor Swift is barely country. What kind of music do you listen to?" I was afraid to ask. I knew what she would say.

"I'm open to all types actually. I know people are like I only listen to Rap music or Country music in your case. But I really like everything. I like to keep my mind and my ears open." She said smiling at me. "But I do predominately listen to rap and pop."

I nodded and smiled. "I figured." I glanced at her. "And I listen to rap and stuff around Chad because he is very picky with his music. My favorite genre is country."

"That's fair." She said. "I love this truck. Its very unique. I'm used to riding in cars. I want a truck like this one day."

"I'm sure your parents wont get you a hunk of junk like this." I said laughing. "I'm sure they'll get you a nice BMW or Range Rover."

She looked at me. "I already have a BMW. I don't drive it though." I pulled off the road and put the truck in park and looked at her like she was insane. "What? Why'd you stop?" She looked at me. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You have a BMW and you don't drive it? I would trade this peice of shit and both my arms for a BMW." I said, sitting back. She looked at me and bit her lip. "Why don't you drive it?"

"I don't have my license." She sighed. "I have an irrational fear of driving. I have really bad ADHD. Diagnosed and everything. It has toned down since I grew up but I like being a passanger. I like looking out the windows and going places without the responsibility."

I thought about it for a minute. "That makes sense. That's how I was when I first started driving I was so afraid that I was going to hit somebody and kill them or myself. But I got used to it." I started put the truck in drive and got back on the road. "I can teach you how to drive the truck."

She squealed quietly. "You can? Really? I would love to drive the truck. I want to ride in the back too. Is that legal here? Can I do that one day?"

I chuckled. "I can teach you but you have to get your license first and you can. One day when we come down to the lake I'll let you ride in the back."

"You are so awesome!" She leaned over and kissed my cheek. She sat back and sighed contently. "I think I'm going to like this place."

I smiled. "I'm glad." We pulled up to the lake and I parked next to Taylor's Mercedes. I got out and opened the tailgate. I grabbed the cooler in the back and pulled it down towards the end. I put it down on the ground. I sat on the tailgate. Gabriella went over to everybody who started walking over. I had all the beer that they bought of course. If their parents ever found them with beer they would get disowned. Especially Chad.

"Hey Bolton, how was the ride?" Taylor asked me smirking.

"It was good. Gabriella is a cool girl." I looked around. "Where's Chad?"

"Getting more beer." She stood closer to me and whispered. "She likes you."

I looked at her confused. "Why would she like me? She's only known me for like an hour and a half."

She shrugged and grabbed a beer from the cooler. She handed it to me and I opened it for her. "Beats me." I handed it back to her and she walked away.

I sighed and grabbed myself a beer and took a drink. I grabbed my fishing pole and tackle box. I walked down to my usual fishing spot and sat down, looking at the water. The lake was calm today. I saw a couple fish jumping out of the water.

I grabbed my fishing pole and held it in between my legs. I opened my tackle box and put some bait on the hook. I unraveled the line and threw it on the lake. I picked up my beer and took another drink.

"Do you ever catch anything?" I heard a voice from behind me and I jumped.

I turned and saw Gabriella. "Jesus, Gabriella you scared the shit out of me."

She giggled. "I'm sorry." She walked over to me and sat next to me on the shore. She held a beer in her hands and took a drink. "I didn't mean to scare you. You disappeared and Taylor said you would probably be finishing since Chad isn't here yet. So I found you." She was quiet for a second. "And call me Gabi or something. Not Gabriella. Reminds me of my mother." She shuttered next to me.

I laughed. "Alright Gabi." I reel the line in a little bit and set it down in a fishing pole holder on the ground in front of me. "I know when I'm not wanted and that's mostly around the girls when the guys aren't there. And Sharpay is usually all over me, all the time."

"I want you around Troy." She said smiling at me. "I've never been fishing."

"You are so sheltered." I shook my head. "Let me guess that is your first beer."

She hit my arm. "No it is not. And I'm only sheltered when it comes to rural things. Like fishing and carnivals" She started laughing. "That sounds ridiculous doesn't it."

I smiled at her. "A little bit." I looked down at the rocks and I picked one up and handed it to her. "I bet you haven't skipped a rock either."

She shook her head. "I'm afraid not. Let me see." She threw it in the water and it plopped to the bottom. I chuckled. "Show me how to do it." She looked at me.

"Fine." I picked up a flat rock and stood up. I threw the rock with a snap of my wrist and it skipped along the water 5 times. "that is how you do it Gabi."

She looked at me. "Show me how!" She stood up next to me. "What kind of rock should I use?"

I looked at her looking down at the rocks. I picked up a flat one. "You want one like this. Flat and easy to skip." She nodded and found one that was flat. " Now you don't want to throw it over hand. Side arm like this." I showed her and she copied the movement. "And finally it's all in the wrist." I threw the rock and snapped my wrist. I watched it skip on the water before sinking to the bottom.

She sighed. "Alright, flat rock, side arm, wrist." She did the movement slowly. She looked so cute when she was focused on skipping a rock along the lake. She did threw the rock and it just plunged to the bottom. "humph. Let me try this again. I'm going to get it Troy. I will." She said confidently.

"I know you can do it." I sat back down and picked up a rock. "use this one."

She held my rock in one hand and threw another rock but it sunk to the bottom again. She took a deep breath and got ready. I stood up and took a sip of my beer. She threw the flat rock and it skipped once along the water. She squealed. "I did it Troy!" She yelled, excitedly. She threw her arms around me and kicked her beer over.

I hugged her tightly and laughed. "You did it Gabi" I pulled away and ran my fingers down her arms slowly. She looked at me and bit her lip. I smiled at her and I heard the line being pulled out. I pulled away from her and grabbed my fishing pole. I pulled it to my side and reeled it in quickly.

Gabi was watching me intently. She backed away, making sure she wasn't in the way. "Did you get anything?" She asked me.

"Don't know yet." I said, reeling it in. "I haven't caught anything in months." The line came out of the water and a small fish was flopping around on the hook. I grabbed the fish and held it over to her. "Want to touch it?"

She walked over to me and touched it. "You aren't going to eat it are you?" I shook my head. "Good. Cause I will name it Wallace."

"Wallace?" I looked at her confused.

"He looks like a Wallace." She said simply. "What are you going to do with him? I want to take a picture with him!"

I laughed. "Alright. Hold on tight." I held it out to her and She put her phone in my pocket and grasped the little fish, holding onto it tightly. I wiped my hands on my pants and took her phone out. I found the camera. "Ready?" She smiled and held the fish up. "One… two.. Three." I took the picture and showed it to her.

"Looks good." I saved it and put her phone back in my pocket. She handed me back the fish and I walked over to the water and let Wallace go. He swam away happily. I walked back over to her and handed her the cell phone. "Thank you." We sat back down and she looked over at me. "I like you Troy."

I smiled at her. "I like you too Gabi. You are a great girl and you are very beautiful" Her cheeks turned red and she smiled and looked away. She was quiet while she was looking away. "Oh no, I didn't silence the chatter box did I?"

She looked back at me and giggled. "No you didn't. I can be quiet without there being anything wrong." I finished the rest of my beer and looked out on the lake. "I've never met anyone like you Troy. And that is a compliment if you were thinking otherwise." She took a deep breath. "I've overlooked so many things. I thought I've done it all."

"It's the little things that count. I mean. You have probably traveled the world and swam in every ocean." I looked at her. She was looking at my lips as I spoke. "What is living if you hadn't did the little things? Even if it is skip a rock or ride on a Ferris wheel. I'm happy you got to experience that. I hope you remember it when you go back to college and all your new friends talk about going to spend a day in New York because you can."

She smiled at me. "I'll never forget this." She leaned in and kissed my lips slowly. I was not expecting it but I leaned in and kissed her soft lips back. She pulled away slowly. "I will never forget you."

"There you guys are! Your missing the party!" Taylor yelled from above us. "Come on Gab."

"Alright, I'll be right there." Gabi yelled back. "Are you going to come back up with me?" She put her hand over mine. I turned it over and brushed a rock from the palm of her hand.

"I will in a minute." My lips were still tingling with delight. I wanted to kiss her again and again but that would be too forward of me. "But you go. I'll meet you up there."

"Alright. I'll grab you a beer so you better hurry." She stood up brushing the dirt off her jeans. "See you." She walked back up to the trail and I watched her until she disappeared.


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