A/N: Hey! We are back with our new story! So fast aye? For those of you who know us from our first story HOUSE RULES. The reason this first chapter is up so fast is thanks to your reviews! it made us want to give something to you guys! You were amazing with our first story and we hope you will like this as much as you liked House Rules.

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The life of Gabriella Montez is not easy; she works many jobs to pay off debts and even gave up her feminine image. Troy Bolton is the heir of a big food company, but his grandmother wants him to settle down, so she arranged many dates for him. After Gabriella bumped into Troy and was mistaken for a boy, Troy decided to hire Gabriella to be his gay lover in order to avoid the arranged dates. Desperately in need of money, Gabriella had no choice but to accept. Troy's grandmother also made Troy in charge of a filthy coffee shop in danger of being bankrupt. Gabriella begs to work at the coffee shop, and not long after, feelings start to spark, except, how would Troy accept his "homosexuality"?

The story's pretty simple: Gabriella Montez is a hard-working young woman who looks (and acts) like a boy — so much so that people even question her when she insists she's female. She works multiple jobs, delivering pizza and milk, and teaching karate. She's used to being mistaken for a boy, but doesn't really seem to care. She's also got a huge appetite.

Troy Bolton is a rich, conceited ladies' man who's got women throwing themselves at him left and right. His mother and grandmother are after him to marry and stop playing around with his life, although they too aren't immune to his charm when he deflects with sweet words. His grandmother is the head of a large company and he's been living off her money, and agrees to go on a matchmaking date to appease her. (Troy's a playboy, but has a soft spot for Sharpay, who used to date his older cousin, Ryan (as with House Rules, remember that in this story, Sharpay and Ryan are not related!)

And that rounds out our main love rectangle.

The First Cup

The heat was almost unbearable in the huge helmet that she had to wear. She could feel the small droplet fall down from the top of her forehead, tracing the curves of her face all the way down where they were finally trapped by the inside padding of the big thing she had on her head. The sound of cars and other motorbikes beside her and the own purring and vibrating of the machine she was currently sitting on were the only things she could hear. She only had one thing on her mind…well, at that moment because really she had a lot on her mind, so many things that sometimes she could not even sleep at night…but anyway.

Her eyes were glued on the traffic lights. The red light was there too long if you asked her. The pneumatics of her motorbike were dangerously touching the white line on the road and it was inching forward like a puma that is waiting to launch at its prey. The only thing she was waiting for was the green for her to go. From the corner of her eyes she could see the KFC boy on his red bike also focused and on the other side it was that Asian boy delivering noodles and next to him was the rival Pizza guy. All focused on the traffic light. Gabriella squeezed the handles tighter and her eyes screamed determination…any minute now…

Suddenly, the long awaited green light appeared and all four bikes jumped out of the restricted white line like horses on a race. It was always like this. A silent agreement between all the delivery guys that once they met at the traffic lights, there was a race. Nobody cared that there was no prize…actually, scratch that. There was a prize, the winner could sneer at the losers and that's all they needed.

The KFC guy went past her, honking as if to say "eat my dust loser!" but Gabriella just smirked, she loved a little challenge and this was one. It was one of her highlights of the day. When she would go on the delivery and meet other guys that did the same. They didn't really know each other. After all, all of their faces were covered with those huge helmets but they didn't seem to care. A race was a race!

Changing the gear, she sped up and slowly crept up behind the stupid red bike. The others were very near too so she didn't have much time. Gradually she went past the poor KFC guy that thought he was going to win this round.

"Not on my watch sweetie." Gabriella mumbled and sped up even more. Her bike groaned underneath her. It wasn't really fair to call it a motorbike. It was old, but then again all the delivery people had bikes like her. Still, it wasn't made for really fast speed. But that's all you really needed here in L.A. Delivering in the city was faster and you could easily dodge the traffic jams.

She was getting nearer to another traffic light. It was green but she knew it was about to switch to red. Speeding up more, she silently prayed for her bike not to fall apart. As she crossed the white line, the light changed to red, forcing the others to stay behind.

"See you later boys!" she yelled out and laughed. Another win for Gabriella Montez. Now she just had to find the street that she was supposed to deliver the pizza to. Recalling in her head, she realized it was one of those famous spa parlors in L.A. There was spa and manicures and it was strictly a women place. No man has ever even set a foot in it. There was no rule about it but it was just another unspoken law, no man was to enter those hallowed halls.

Stopping the bike, Gabriella got off and went to the back to get the boxes out. She didn't bother to take off her helmet because she was going to leave within a minute anyway. She just needed to deliver, get the money and get out.

Not caring, she went straight into the spa and when she saw no one in the entrance, she decided it would be wise to go to the changing rooms, maybe there would be someone who ordered the pizza.

Walking straight in without knocking, she went into the center where there was a small table.

"Ok ladies, which one of you ordered a Pepperoni with Cheese, Hawaiian and BBQ Chicken?" She yelled out in a loud voice which came out quite low since the helmet muffled the sound, while putting the pizzas out on the table.

"Hey! Who are you? What are you doing here?" A woman in the bath towel shrieked out. Gabriella finally looked up, realizing that all the women there were in a towel or some only in their underwear.

As soon as the other ladies in the changing rooms realized what the woman yelled out, chaos started.

"How come you could come in?"

"Get out of here!"

"Go out quickly!"

"How can there be such thing? Leave!"

"This is really too much! Aren't you ashamed? Get out!"

The yelling was coming from every part of the changing rooms. Gabriella just stood there in shock. Why were they yelling at her? However, she quickly had to duck when the first stiletto came flying towards her. Then she started covering herself when other items started to be thrown at her. Towels, shoes, hair brushes…

"Are you deaf? I told you to get out!"

She had no idea what started this. Did they not like pizza? She was sure it was the right place so what was the matter? She felt someone pushing her and her instincts screamed at her to run, so she did.

"How can there be such a guy?" a blonde woman that pushed Gabriella yelled out, earning many agreements from the other ladies present.

Gabriella was about to go out to her motorbike when she realized she had left the pizza there. Sighing, she marched right back inside the changing room.

"Hey! Didn't you order this pizza? Who is going to pay now?" she yelled out with anger. She hated women like these! Spending all the money and valuable time in these places just to be more beautiful! It was a waste of money if you asked her. Instead of an answer she was looking for, more yelling and towels were directed towards her. Frustrated, Gabriella took off her helmet.

"I am a girl!" she yelled out, her cheeks flushed with anger, but also the fact that it was boiling hot outside and she had to wear the stupid restaurant vest on her. Yes, her uniform was an oversized t-shirt, long jeans, converse shoes and the bright yellow restaurant vest that matched her motorbike. Overall, this was what all the other guys wore and that was the problem. Not only did her clothes hide all her curves, but also her short hair looked like any other guys' haircut. A moment of silence passed after Gabriella yelled out her sex.

"What are you saying?"

"Don't lie! You think we are that stupid?"

"Get out of here immediately!"

Apparently they didn't believe her. Gabriella grabbed her hair in frustration. It was so messy! Her helmet messed up her hair completely and it was standing out and pointing in every direction. Not that she cared really.

"Stop the yelling! You are so noisy!" Gabriella yelled out as loud as she could earning another stiletto to fly by right next to her head.

This was going to be a long day.

"Raise."

"Then me too."

"It's three pieces."

"What?"

"Take another card." the male voice silently chuckled. Voices and sounds overall always sounded strange in the plane. Especially if it was a night flight and everyone else was sleeping. Troy always liked the night flights. They were quiet and calm and overall way better than day flights.

"Another one? But I have so many already." The red headed girl next to him pouted. With his luck, he was seated next to a young and very beautiful girl who claimed to be a model. Well, as far as he noticed, she did have the body for it.

Troy, being the ladies man he is, immediately striked out a conversation with her. Of course he was interested in her but really, she was boring and dumb. Of course, this was a hell of a long flight seeing as he was coming back from his parties in Spain. She was there to entertain him during the flight. They have already entered the Mile High club together. Not that Troy wasn't a member already but…you get the point.

Now, they were playing a card game together to pass the time while everyone was sleeping.

"That's the game baby." Troy winked at her, immediately noticing the red that rushed to her cheeks. Yes, he had that kind of effect on the ladies.

"Hearts." She mumbled.

"Don't do this to me."

"That's the game baby." She repeated his words and giggled.

"Well, in that case, I am ending this game." Troy said with a smile and put his last card on the table.

"Aww, that's not fair. You are too good!" the red head, Stacy or Tracy or something like that said.

"That is true." Troy chuckled and adjusted his seatbelt.

"Maybe we can play again when we get to L.A." the woman beside him said and suggestively put her hand on his thigh.

"In L.A.?" Troy asked and she nodded, looking at him.

"There is no need for us to meet again, right?" he announced coldly.

"What?" she shrieked out, earning annoyed sounds from the other passengers.

"Now if you will excuse me, I would like to get some sleep." Troy said and put the sleeping mask on.

"It's me."

"Yes?"

"Where are you right now?"

"I am home."

"Why didn't you come and visit me already? Don't you want to see me?"

"Of course I want to see you. You know you are most important woman in my life!" Troy chuckled and stepped out of the shower while wrapping a towel around his body. Yes, technology these days allows us to speak on the phone that is installed into the wall while taking showers.

"Then when are you going to come?"

"I can't meet you looking like this. I am all jet lagged and dirty."

"Just listen to your playboy speech! You even use it on your mother!" came out of the speakers. "I really miss my son you know! I think I am going to go crazy soon!" Troy didn't answer and sat down on the leather sofa to dry off while checking the score of the Lakers game.

"Anyway, your grandmother is yelling at me right now saying that you never call her. She is really angry you know."

"Yes mom, but how can I visit you now if I have a really important appointment soon?" Troy explained to his mother. He loved her to death but since his grandmother moved into their house because she claimed she could not take care of herself anymore and the 20 maids and butlers she had weren't enough. She and his mother, Lucille, constantly annoyed him with visits and phone calls. The conversation was always the same. His grandmother would pester him about his playboy style of living while his mother would tell him how he could catch some disease from all those women he sleeps with. Then they would both agree on the fact that he needed to get serious and arrange for him to go on a date with this business man's daughter or another.

"So…" his mom wanted to continue but a knock on the door distracted Troy.

"Mom, I have to go. Bye." Without waiting for an answer he ended the call.

"Come in!" he yelled out too lazy to get up and open the door. Hearing the door open, he didn't bother to look up and continued to dry himself.

"Your pizza is here sir." Gabriella came in after she heard the loud invitation. Putting the box on the table, Gabriella started taking out all the things that came with the pizza order. After everything was laid out on the table, she looked up to ask the guy to pay up when the sight in front of her caught her off guard.

The man in front of her had the most amazing body she has ever seen and there were still droplets of water on him and more falling down from his wet hair. Suddenly he put one leg up on the coffee table forcing Gabriella to subconsciously realize that he had nothing on but the towel. But even this loosely draped towel didn't cover his manhood and Gabriella had the perfect view of it. Not knowing what to do, she stood there frozen. Her mind screamed at her to look away but her eyes couldn't seem to move.

"What?" the man asked when he looked up, revealing shockingly blue eyes that were very clear even though Gabriella was standing quite far away from him.

"N-nothing," Gabriella looked down and shook her head. Her face was red and she only hoped that he didn't see it.

"The money is on the table." He said and she just nodded without looking up. Taking the money, she ran out of the apartment as fast as she could. Closing the door behind her, she leaned against them and breathed out loudly.

"Why is everyone nude today? All nude…" she mumbled and closed her eyes.

A/N: That's it for now, we know it's not much but hold on ok? It's going to get better! REVIEW PLEASE! xoxo