Troy Bolton, by everybody around thought him to be like 'the perfect golden boy angel' but that's the surface, under it he's broken and abused by his parents at home. He runs away at the age of Seventeen and He runs away to New York, There, he works really really hard to become very succesful and then he becomes very Rich. but sitll deep down inside he was Broken and still had the thoughts of the abuse he had to go through for years from his parents.
his now 24, and his life is pretty good, very rich, has everything he ever wanted. Troy walked into The China Wok Restruant. he loved eating there, even though he could afford much more, he loved eating there because the people were so kind and good to him before he was even rich. he took a sit in a booth and played on his Iphone. then a petite Brunette Girl, around the same age as him came over,
"Hi, I'll be your waitress..I'm Gabriella..can I get you anything to drink, Mr. Bolton." she smiled.
"Uhm.. yeah I'll just have my usual- kung pao chicken with crap cakes." gabriella nodded, writing down his order and asking if he wanted something to drink, he only stated that he wanted rootbeer. Nodding, Gabriella turned and walked toward the kitchen, Troy staring after watching her hips swing left to right...he smirked, "nice" he mumbled to himself.
Gabriella brought him his food, and his soda, "umm, I'm sorry if I get it wrong, It's my first day, and theirs so many people here today...just let me know if somethings wrong, and I'll fix it.." she rambled on, she was so nervous, he was successful, and she wanted everything to be perfect, he took a bite of his food and he smiled at her, "First day huh... by the taste of it, seems like you've been working here your whole life," she blushed, "well thank you Mr. Bolton." she smiled and walked to the cash register.
Troy slurped the last of his rootbeer, his plate was empty as he pushed it away and stood on his feet. Gabriella walked back to his table, and started clearing the table. "Good supper?" Troy smiled and reached into his left front pocket, pulling out his wallet, "it was great, and I got to go...but here" he handed her a 20 and a 10, "keep the change as your tip."
Gabriella stared at it, "No.. Mr. Bolton..it's ok... you can keep it.." she gathered up the plates and put them in the dish box she was carrying picking up others plates from different tables. He frowned slightly, "I insist...Gabriella." her name rolling off his tongue made her pause and look at him. His eyes were a clear blue, his lips were perfectly full with a cupids bow in the middle. She felt a blush creep into her cheeks as she looked down quickly.
she sighed, "ok fine..Thankyou.." she grabbed the money from him stuffing it in her pocket, and began picking up more plates, Troy was still standing there then he spoke, "would you like to go to dinner with me..tonight?" Gabriella stopped what she was doing and turned to him, "Y-Your asking me out...?" she was really suprised.
He nodded, his lips quirking into a small amused smile when her mouth began to gape open like a codfish. She wanted to say yes, suddenly she remembered something...and that caused her to frown and her eyes to turn downcast. "Uhm it's a flattering offer, but...I can't...I have to take care of...my son." Troy became silent, it was his turn to gape like a fish...son? meaning...was he asking a man's wife to dinner? Oh if that isn't a cold slap in the face! "y-you have a husband?" he asked, she looked down and sighed, "No...he left me when I told him... he umm wasen't ready...so it's been me and Zac ever since..." she bit her lip.
He pursed his lips, mentally letting out a breath of relief. "well, uhm...how about...a-" Gabriella cut him off, "Mr Bolton, I don't mean to be rude, cause I'm not a rude person by nature, it's just...I have my son to think about. again, thanks for the offer." With that, she took the plates she had on her arms and went to the kitchen. Troy sighed and picked up his tweed trenchcoat and put it on as he left, the brunette beauty never leaving his mind as he did so.