Random idea for a new story, yay. Okay well enjoy! And please don't hate me. :)

"And for that minute,
there was no such thing as time.
Your soul was in it
there was more than just the night.
Where I existed,
I invested all my time;
Just to witness the bitter side of life."

- Katy McAllister; Amazing For A Minute

The swollen lips guided across the smooth neck of the Latina, a small sigh escaping her lips as her brown eyes closed. The pair had been stripped down to their naked bodies. Intertwined as sweat dripping from their pores. Somehow their study session turned into this.

Reconnecting their lips in a slow kiss, the blue eyes closed, enjoying the moment. His hands wrapping around the exposed back of the brunette who was cradled in his lap. Slowly, his hands ran up her bare back, lacing his hands with her thick brown curls.

"Troy," She gasped softly, as she ran a hand through his tasseled hair. She didn't know how it happened. She didn't know how she ended up in the arms of the school's most popular athlete. One minute, they were studying for the biggest test of the year and before she knew it, she was completely naked in the arms of Troy Bolton. Gabriella Montez, the smartest girl in the eleventh grade was doing the stupidest thing she'd ever done. Falling in love with the wrong guy.

"Gabriella," He said softly, kissing her exposed shoulder. He wanted to memorize every single part of her naked flesh. He wanted to place his lips over every single inch of her beautiful olive skin. He wanted to kiss the tiny birth mark on her neck that made his insides turn. He wanted to run his fingers over her toned stomach. He wanted to make love to her. He wanted to show her how important she was to him. "You're so beautiful,"

"What are we doi-" The logic in her brain began to kick in. Should she be doing this with him? Before she could finish her sentence, Troy's raspy voice objected, his smooth hands trailing down her back, as the fire between her legs began to grow.

"I love you," He whispered into her hair, for her and only her to hear. Gabriella closed her eyes, smiling slowly. She wiggled in the lap of the basketball star, causing a growl to errupt from bottom of his throat. His hard member rubbing against the leg of the Latina who sat in a compromising position.

"I love you too Wildcat," Connecting her lips with the swollen ones of the basketball player, she melted into his kisses. "I've never..." Her brown eyes looking down at their bare bodies that were drenched in a liquid that seemed to mix perfectly together.

"It's okay," Troy spoke softly, pressing his hard member into her untouched opening, a whimper coming from the lips of the brunette as she tensed. Her brown eyes closed tightly, not expecting the pain. He left tiny kisses across her bare neck, reassuring her. Nodding, she allowed him to proceed, he pushed himself further into the small Latina. Gabriella let out a cry of pain, Troy covered her mouth with his, kissing away her pain. "Don't worry baby, I won't hurt you,"

He did the exact opposite. He hurt her. He didn't love her.

She gave herself to Troy Bolton, basketball star, golden boy of East High, that night. And in return, her never spoke to her again.

A deep sigh left the lips of the brunette as she shut her locker. Senior year.

She was half way through her day first day and she just wanted to go home and sleep. Was it because she had stayed up all night working on her English Lit. project? Or was it she had almost made physical contact with basketball star who had taken her purity from her? She'd like to think it was the first one but she knew it was the second one.

Looking down at the piece of paper in front of her, she began to walk towards her next class. It was an elective she had been forced into taking. Her guidance consoler had given her the choice between music theory or a physical education class. Reluctantly, Gabriella had picked the music theory class.

Turning into the classroom where she had a study hall the year before, her heart rate began to increase, her stomach dropping. Her brown eyes widening as she spotted the chestnut colored hair and blue eyes. She felt a wave pass over her. Her cheeks becoming hot as she avoided the glance the beautiful boy had sent her.

Images entered her brain from that night, almost a year ago and she could remember every moment as if it had been engraved into her mind.

The blue eyes closed for a moment as he looked down at the beautiful brunette who settled next to him, a peaceful smile played on her lips.

"You're beautiful, you know that?" Troy's voice broke the silence as he guided his arm across the olive skin, trailing his warm hand down the bare arm of Gabriella.

"Mmm," Her voice was filled with sleep as she snuggled further into Troy's built chest.

"Promise you won't regret anything," His voice was husky almost as if he was swallowing a lump in his throat.

"I promise," Gabriella swore, pressing her lips against Troy's exposed skin. He smiled as his lips grazed the top of her head. He took a deep breath, taking in the scent of her hair. He loved the way she smelled. He loved her.

Shutting her eyes, she forced the memory to the back of her mind, wanting to forget it completely. She dodged the looks she was receiving from others as she made her way to an empty seat. She couldn't be near him without having to fight tears. And now she was forced to share the same classroom with him for a school year.

She was being forced to see him day after day not fully knowing why he had left her that night. Why he didn't speak to her. Why he had said those three words and left her without a word, or explanation. She was the smartest girl at East High and she couldn't find her answer in one of the books she carried against her chest, clutching it as if her life depended it.

Was she just some target of his? Was she a bet he had made with his basketball friends? Did he really mean those three words he said to her?

She wanted to change classes. She wanted to leave the classroom. She wanted to be away from the one boy who ever held a place in her heart.