Disclaimer: I don't own 'Identified' or 'Bet On It'.
AN: BTW, This is the first REAL fanfic I've ever written, so I hope you enjoy it!
The famous hottie superstar, Troy Bolton, just finished his last song, 'Bet On It'.
"I thank you all for coming out to my concert tonight! I'll be in my dressing room if you want my autograph! Good night, Los Angeles!"
He sure has a huge ego, Gabriella, a brunette in the screaming crowd thought. I want an autograph so I better go line up!
After waiting for half an hour, it was finally Gabriella's turn.
She's definitely looking fine tonight, Troy thought while gazing into her deep chocolate brown eyes.
It's my turn! Oh my god, why is he staring at me like that?, she thought while blushing deep red.
Gabriella broke the silence between the two.
"C-Can I h-have y-your--"
Gabriella stuttered asking but she was cut off by Troy.
"Autograph?" he finished flashing a smile, showing his shiny white teeth.
"P-Please a-and t-thank y-you," Gabriella stuttered once more.
Troy took the autograph book out of her hands gingerly and flipped to a page that only had one signature: Vanessa Hudgens'.
"You have Vanessa Hudgens' autograph, eh?"
"Y-Yeah…" Gabriella managed to get out.
"Here you go. You're welcome," he said grinning goofily.
"By the way, what's your name?"
"G-Gabriella. G-Gabriella M-Montez."
Gabriella took on last look at him and stopped at his eyes. His piercing blue eyes. Wow.
"Hello? You're holding up the line!" a girl a few down from her accidentally blurted out.
Gabriella soon snapped out of it and walked out of the line, hugging her autograph book with a smile gradually appearing on her perfectly tanned face.
The next morning, Gabriella was woken up by the ringing of her cellphone. Gabriella climbed out of bed and answered her phone.
"Hello?" she murmured. She was way too tired to look at the caller I.D. A cheery voice started talking.
"Hey, Vanessa, this is Mr. Clark, your manager speaking!"
"What do you want at eight o'clock in the morning?!" Gabriella yelled into the phone. She was definitely not a morning person.
"Sorry for waking you up so early but I got you a movie deal last night! Meet me at my studio to meet your co-star and his manager! Oh and there's no backing out on this! See you, Vanessa!" With that, he hung up.
What type of movie is this? Romance? Comedy? Mr. Clark said 'to meet your co-star and HIS manager. I better not be playing his love interest! Who is 'he' anyway?
All sorts of things were running through Gabriella's head. Having a double life was not easy. She got ready and headed for the studio.
By this time, Troy was already up and changing. Then his cellphone rang. He saw the caller I.D. It was his manager, Mr. Danvers.
"Hi, Mr. Danvers!" he greeted enthusiastically.
"Hello, Troy. Last night, when you were flirting with the brunette, I think her name was Gabriella Montez, I got you a gig."
"Hey! I was not flirting!" Troy exclaimed while blushing. "Anyway, what type of gig and who with?" he queried with curiosity.
"A movie gig. With Vanessa Hudgens. You'll find out more when you meet us at the studio on Granville Street. Bye!"
Troy didn't have a change to ask who 'us' was. Mr. Danvers hung up too quickly. He smiled when he remembered that Gabriella Montez, his love at first sight, was a Vanessa Hudgens' fan.
Flashback
"C-Can I h-have y-your--"
Gabriella stuttered asking but she was cut off by Troy.
"Autograph?" he finished flashing a smile, showing his shiny white teeth.
"P-Please a-and t-thank y-you," Gabriella stuttered once more.
"You have Vanessa Hudgens' autograph, eh?"
"Y-Yeah…" Gabriella managed to get out.
"Here you go. You're welcome," he said grinning goofily.
"By the way, what's your name?"
"G-Gabriella. G-Gabriella M-Montez."
End Flashback
Oh well, I better get going or I'll be late!
Gabriella drove and parked her car right in front of the studio. As she got out of the car wearing dark brown wig, she noticed a car parked right behind her. Then she noticed the driver: Troy Bolton.
As Troy got out of this car, he noticed a dark brunette looking at him.
That must be my co-star, Vanessa Hudgens.
"Hey, Vanessa!" Troy tried bonding with her.
"Hi, Troy! What are you doing here?" Gabriella asked.
"What do you mean, Nessa? You're my co-star. I'm doing a movie with you." Troy asked confused.
"You're my co-star?"
"Yeah! Your manager didn't tell you?"
"No, he didn't," she said uncertainly.
Crap! He might recognize me as Gabriella Montez from last night!
Gabriella avoided eye contact even though she craved to look into his piercing blue eyes.
"We better head in before we're both late!"
"Ok…" she muttered unwillingly.
This gig just got a little more interesting, Gabriella thought. As much as she wanted Troy Bolton to like her, she also wanted to keep her alter ego as Vanessa Hudgens, a secret.
After they entered the studio, they heard some shouting.
"Bolton, Hudgens! Over here!" Mr. Danvers hollered.
"You two are late!" Mr. Clark scolded.
"Sorry, this is all my fault, I started chatting away with Nessa when we met outside." Troy explained before Gabriella even opened her mouth.
Wow. He must be a real gentleman to take blame for me. I guess him being an egomaniac is just part of his rockstar image, Gabriella thought.
"Oh well, at least you two were socializing…" Mr. Danvers said optimistically.
"We should all stop frivoling. We're wasting valuable time," Gabriella suggested.
"Why a splendid idea, Miss Hudgens!" Troy said in an awkward British accent making Gabriella giggle.
Man, that's such a cute giggle! Troy thought.
"Enough! Here are the scripts. We're going to run through them together. Troy, start at the top of page 5." Mr. Clark instructed.
"As you both SHOULD know, you are playing each other's love interest and you guys will be spending some time together. You will also have to show PDA, Public Display of Affection, for the press." Mr. Danvers elaborated.
"WHAT?!" Gabriella and Troy both yelled in unision.
"Right, I forgot to inform you that this is a romance movie. A chick flick." Mr. Clark added.
They both groaned simultaneously.
Troy mumbled his lines monotonously and Gabriella muttered hers glumly.
Troy was too busy thinking about Gabriella Montez, the girl who he met last night. Little did he know that she was the girl standing right in front of him.
Neither of them was focused on reading the script with emotion.
They were both thinking about each other.
"Here, you guys! We have to let the audience feel the emotion! Make the chemistry real! Make it as realistic as you can! Read the script with more feeling! Think about Romeo and Juliet! BE Romeo and Juliet! Gaze into each other's eyes!" Kenny Ortega, their director, suggested.
Troy did as he was told and obeyed.
Gabriella sighed.
This is for the sake of this job and role. I have to do it. I have to take a risk. I have to take a chance, Gabriella debated and decided in her head.
As Troy gazed into Gabriella's eyes, his own grew wide.
"O-OH M-MY G-GOD...you're G-Gabriella M-Montez," he blurted out in shock.
"Please don't tell anyone," Gabriella pleaded hopefully.
"Don't worry. I won't."
"Thanks. I'll explain to you about my double life and alter ego after rehears--"
"Bolton, Hudgens! Stop all the whispering and focus! Troy, start again," Kenny Ortega demanded. This time they gazed deeply into each other's eyes and said every word with passion, love, emotion, and feeling.
"That was great, you guys! I knew you guys could do it if you focused!" Kenny said. Troy and Gabriella both rolled their eyes at the same time.
"Ok, you guys are free to go. Just remember, you have a month to memorize your lines!" Mr. Ortega bellowed as Gabriella amd Troy walked out through the door.
Troy started talking, "So, you wanna come over to my place and you can explain there?"
"Sure, but we need to stop at my place on the way there to pick somethings up so I can change into myself, Gabriella Montez. By the way, how did you recognize me?"
"Sure, no problem. I recognized you by your eyes. Your deep chocolate brown dreamy eyes. Did you dye your hair darker or is it a wig?" Troy asked while they were getting into his car.
"I love your eyes too. Your piercing ocean blue eyes."
"That still doesn't answer my question, miss!"
"It's a wig. Oh and if I'm taking a ride with you, what'll we do with my car?"
"No sweat, just call Mr. Clark, your manager to drive it to your house," Troy suggested.
"Ok," Gabriella replied as she dialed Mr. Clark's number.
"Mr. Clark...Can you drive my car back to my house...Do you have the spare keys I gave you? Yep, it's the black one...Really? That's great...Thank you so much...Bye!"
"Will he do it?" Troy asked.
"Yep. C'mon, let's get going," Gabriella said.
"Oh, one more thing. Can I call you 'Gabi', 'Brie', or 'Ella'?"
"Sure, any of the three will be fine as long as I'm not wearing my wig. When I am, call me V, Ness, or Nessa."
"Will do." Troy answered as if Gabriella was a sergeant. Gabriella giggled.
"Ok, we're at your house. Or should I say mansion?" Gabriella grin grazed onto her face.
"Well, you have to admit, it's huge!"
"Like you don't live in one. I'm gonna go get my stuff. I'll be back in five." With that Gabriella left the car and entered her mansion. She came back out 10 minutes later.
"You're 5 minutes late!" Troy scolded, mimicking and mocking Mr. Clark.
"Don't you know a girl can never tell how much time she needs?" Gabriella stated.
"Then how come girls are always punctual?" Troy argued back.
"Actually, I don't know how we manage!"
Then they both burst out laughing.
She's cheery and in a good mood right now. This is the perfect time to ask her out, Troy thought.
"So, I was wondering if you'd like to be my girlfriend," Troy stated.
"I'd love to! Wait who?"
"You. I'm asking you!"
"I know, but Gabriella Montez or Vanessa Hudgens?"
"Gabriella Montez, of course!"
"Ok...didn't we just past your 'mansion'?"
"Oh crap! Sorry, I was distracted by the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen!"
"And who's that?" Gabriella teased. while cocking an eyebrow.
"You, baby, you," Troy said using an Elvis Presley voice.
"Really? You think I'm gorgeous? You're not so bad-looking yourself!"
"Hey, I was actually voted most good looking male celebrity of the year!"
There goes his ego, guess it's not an act, Gabriella thought as she rolled her eyes.
"Did you expect me to believe that?"
"No, your way too smart to believe that!"
They locked eyes and shared a passionate kiss.
Wow, Gabriella and Troy both thought the second they pulled away.
This time, Troy broke the silence.
"C'mon, missy. You have plenty of explaining to do."
After Gabriella took off her wig and changed, she explained to Troy how she ended up being Vanessa Hudgens and Gabriella Montez.
"So, you made up another identity so you could go into the world as a normal person without paparazzi?"
"Yeah, that's the reason!"
"Man, that's a bright idea, Gabi!"
"Thanks!"
Man, I wish she'd kiss me again...How do I get her to do that? Hmmm...GOT IT! Troy thought.
"Aren't we supposed to show PDA for the press? You know, for the publicity of the movie, Identified?" (A/N: It's Vanessa Hudgens New Soundtrack!)
"Yeah, why do you ask?"
"Since we have to do that, why don't we rehearse?"
"In your dreams, Bolton!" Gabriella teased.
"Pwease, Brie?" Troy put on an irresistibly adorable and cute puppy dog look.
"Ok, ok. You got me this time," Gabriella gave in.
They shared a few passionate kisses on the couch. Soon Gabriella was barely awake and fell half-asleep in Troy's arms.
"I really like you, Ella."
"I really like you, too, Troy."
They both took forty winks and slept like a baby.
AN: FYI, "Identified" is the name of the new Vanessa Hudgens' Soundtrack if you haven't heard of it. 'Slept like a baby' means 'slept very well' and 'Took forty winks' means 'took a quick nap'. If you are confused, please PM me. I've had a couple people read it, and they were confused. I don't wanna spoil it for everyone, so just PM me and I'll explain. If you have any ideas of what may happen or what you want to happen, please PM me. I sort of have writer's block. I put a lot of ideas into chapter, so I'm running out.
Nicole (xBeautiful) might also help me write this fanfic but she's already got plenty up and might be too busy. I'm giving her credit because she helped me brainstorm and she is one of the people who've already read it. In this case, me, Tracy Evans, wrote this chapter. We may alternate. If we do, there will be an author's note explaining who wrote the chapter.
