Gabriella still couldn't believe she was here. She was on a date with the Troy Bolton. Gabriella Montez had liked Troy ever since they had first sung together, but she wasn't sure he liked her back. She vividly remembered when Troy asked her out.

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Gabriella had just gotten her science test back. She smiled at the bright and big "A+" at the top of her paper.

DING! DING!

She shoved her paper into her baby blue backpack and walked into the crowded hallways of East High.

"Gabriella!"

Gabriella turned to find Troy running to catch up with her.

"Hey, Troy! What's up?"

"Uhh...Nothing Much. Look, I've got a question."

"Yes?"

"Well...uh...you see...we've been friends for 4 months, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, I was just wondering...um...if you would like to go out for dinner or something...on a date...with me...if you want to, of course, you don't have to."

What just happened? Did Troy actually ask me out? Gabriella was speechless. She couldn't tell if she was daydreaming or not.

"Wow, Troy. I-"

"I shouldn't have asked. I knew you'd say no. Just forget about what I've said."

He turned on his heel and started walking away. Gabriella watched him leave, his sandy brown hair swaying as he quickly walked away, trying to escape from anymore humiliation and rejection.

"Troy! Wait! I'd love to go on a date with you," said Gabriella, smiling.

His gorgeous blue eyes shined with delight. "Great! I'll call you!"

Troy turned and walked away, bouncing on each step he took. Gabriella leaned against her locker. She has finally going out with Troy.

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So, There they were. Gabriella and Troy's food was brought by a young waitress wearing a blue collared shirt.

"So, when's your next basketball game?" asked Gabriella after taking a bite of her salad. "I'd love to come!"

"That's great," said Troy, "It's this Sunday at 6:00. I'm glad you can come."

Troy played around with the onion rings on his plate, as though something was on his mind.

Finally, he spoke, "Gabriella, I know this is only our first date, but...would you consider us a couple?"

"That depends...do you want to be a couple?" asked Gabriella, sitting up straight.

"...Yeah. Yes, I really do."

"Me too! Troy, we're finally a couple!"

She gave him a hug, and the evening went on, filled with them conversing happily.

Troy paid for their food (although Gabriella insisted that she paid for her meal, but Troy wouldn't allow it), and Troy drove Gabriella home. Troy walked Gabriella up to her front door.

"Thanks so much, Troy. I had a great time," said Gabriella while giving him a small kiss on the cheek.

She entered into her house, leaving Troy standing rooted to his spot on the front porch, touching his cheek where Gabriella had kissed him.

She closed the door, her brown eyes shining from happiness.

"Gaby," said her mom, who was sitting at the kitchen table, "We got the results back from that blood tighter. You know how you've been acting a little funny? You were over-washing your hands, taking long showers, moving things out of the way if they were in the middle of the room? I don't know how to say this...Honey, you have OCD."