***I finally updated! Sorry I took soo long, there where many complications along the way. Well I hope you enjoy it! :)***
"Hello, this is Sharpay's phone. Sorry, I'm not here to answer my phone right now, please leave your name, number, and message after tone," Sharpay, my best friend, recorded voice rang.
"Hey Shar, its Gabi. If you get this message within twenty minutes call me back. If you get this message after twenty minutes I leave this message then forget that I called. So, yeah, I think that's all I have to say. Bye!" I said and the pressed 'end' on my iphone, and placed it in my Louis Vuitton bag.
"Miss. Montez, will Miss. Evans be joining us on our shopping trip this afternoon?" my butler/chauffer Mark asked.
"Once again Mark, call me Gabi. And I don't know if Sharpay is going to be joining me, because she won't answer her fucking phone," I told him. Then my phone started singing 'Whatcha Say' by Jason Derulo. "It's probably Sharpay right now."
"Okay Miss. Montez," I gave him a dirty look. "Sorry, I mean Gabi."
"Hello?" I said cheerfully.
"Hey so what did you want?" Sharpay asked.
"I wanted to know if you wanted to go shopping with me," I said.
"Sure, I don't have much of anything today so sure. Are we going to do the usual?" she asked. Let me explain this to you, our usual is shopping in the afternoon, clubbing in the evening, and sex with a guy we got at the club. That's our schedule for most every Saturday.
"Yup, the usual. What else would we do?" I laughed.
"I don't know? Well got to go make myself bea-ut-if-ul," she sang. "Later slut!"
"Bye Hun," I said back. And I hung up my cell.
"The usual, Gabi?" Mark said, as if he hadn't heard the conversation that Sharpay and I just had.
"Yeah Mark, the usual." I told him.
"Gabi, would you like me to drive you or would you like to drive? And which car?" Mark said.
"I'll drive Mark, and I'll take my red '77 corvette. You can have the day off, just get my corvette around, and then you may take the yellow '09 corvette and enjoy yourself today!" I exclaimed.
"Why, thank you Gabi. I'll get your corvette around immediately," he said in a happier voice than before.
"You can also charge anything that you buy onto my credit card, I'll cover everything."
"Yes, Gabi. And thanks once more." Mark stated in a voice full of gratitude.
"It's nothing," I told him as I shut my doors to my bedroom. My closet was about the same size as my room, and it was mostly my clothes, a few of the clothing was my parents. They still live in Albuquerque, but when they visit me here in New York City they like to travel lightly. I grabbed a simple white Dolce & Gabbana skirt, and a black tank from DNKY. I grabbed my Gucci peep toe high heels in black. I put on my makeup and let my hair go its naturally curly self. I picked up my Louis Vuitton tote, when my phone started to go off. I quickly picked up my cell and pressed call. "Hello?" I asked.
"Hey Gabi," rang a voice that belonged to none other than Taylor McKessie.
"Hi, so what's up?" I asked as I exited my apartment and walked towards the elevator.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go to lunch with me," she asked.
"Oh I would love to, but the thing is that I'm going shopping with Sharpay and then we're going to go clubbing," I told her while pressing the button on the wall outside of the elevator.
"Okay. Well do you think that Sharpay would want to go to lunch with me? If you wanted to," she said, not giving up.
"Actually that is a great idea I think that she would go. DO you want to go shopping and clubbing with us?" I asked.
"Sure. How about we go to the Teabox? I've been craving their Sen-Cha tea for a while now," she stated.
"Okay. I'll call Sharpay. We'll meet you there in like half an hour, 'kay?" I say.
"Certainly, bye!" she hung up the phone.
"Good bye," I told the phone, knowing that Taylor had already hung up. While stepping into the elevator I called Sharpay, again.
"Hello?" Sharpay's asked.
"Hey, Sharpay, it's Gabi."
"Oh, hey Gab. Not trying to be mea, but why did you call me again? Did something come up? She asked, not giving me any time to answer her between questions.
"Shar!" I interrupted. "Nothing's wrong. I'm just calling to ask if it would be okay if we also had lunch," I asked only wanting to ask her one question at a time.
"Sure, I mean that sounds fabulous! So where are we going to eat at?" she inquired.
"Um, I was thinking the Teabox. And what if someone else went with us today? I mean to lunch, shopping, and clubbing. Would that be okay?" I casually said that.
"Since it sounds like you've already made pans on doing that, why not? Sounds fun. So who is the person anyways?"
"It's Taylor McKessie, you remember her from high school, right?" I said.
"Yeah I do, God I remember when we were the best of friends. And the biggest sluts in the school! We practically had sex with every guy in East High, single and taken. Well, we all did until you got a 'serious' boyfriend, then you left Taylor and I to have all the fun without you. Hmm, what his name was. Oh yeah, it was Troy. I wonder where he is now. I heard that he moved to New York City too, well after he finished college in California. I think I heard that he was trying to get into a Broadway production," she rambled on. Barely taking a breath between words and sentences, making them sound like one giant sentence. The thought of Troy made my heart stop, made my lungs stop working, and a shiver go down my spine.
"Yup, so I'll ne at your apartment in ten to fifteen minutes, depending on the amount of traffic between here and there," I told her, trying to change the subject.
"Okay, bye!"
"Bye." I hung up the phone. I had finally reached my car. I opened the door and slid into the seat. I put my key in the ignition and turned on the radio. Blaring from the speakers was 'Party in the USA' by Miley Cirus. Personally I hate the song, but I always sing along and it is often stuck in my mind. I slowly backed my corvette out of the parking garage and started making my way towards Sharpay's place. There was a little bit of traffic and within fifteen minutes of leaving my apartment I was at Sharpay's apartment's parking garage. I quickly made my way up to her apartment. I knocked on her door, and after the first tap of my knuckles against the wood door it flew open.
"Hey Gabi! Come on in," she said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me in. Once inside I gave her an examination of her outfit, as she did the same to me. Her brown hair was pulled back into a loose pony tail and a few strands of curls hung around her face, framing it. She had on a simple teal colored dress that had a little bit of white design on it. The dress didn't even make it down to her knees. She also had on Prada boots that went up to her knees.
"Nice outfit, Shar. You do know that it's just us girls going out to lunch and shopping right? There are no boys until tonight," I reminded her.
"I know, I know. Still I enjoy having them look at me. And who are you to be judging? Miss, super low cut shirt, I can almost see all of your boobs and so-short skirt I can almost see your ass," she countered. We started laughing.
"Okay, well I think that we should leave now. Taylor's probably waiting for at the restaurant right now," I inform her.
We were in the car soon after that, heading to the Teabox. On the way there Sharpay and I were singing 'Smile' by Uncle Kracker, really out of tune.
"What stores do you want to hit?" Sharpay asked, as she was gazing out the windows at the oncoming cars.
"Um I would love to go to Gucci and maybe H&M. That's all I can think of right now," I replied.
"Okay, well I need to go Sephora, Express, and Prada," she said. I nodded, and the rest of the car ride was silent besides us singing. We had gotten to the Teabox quicker than I had imaged we would. I parked my corvette, Sharpay and I promptly walked in to find Taylor already there. She was sitting there reading over the menu, drinking tea.
"Hi Taylor," I said as Sharpay and I sat down.
"Oh, you're here. And are you okay with Sen-Cha tea, because I already ordered it," she explained, Taylor rose her tea cup showing us what she had meant.
"Yeah, that's good with me," Sharpay said. "So, Taylor how's your day been?"
"Pretty good so far. I got up early for a run, and decided I wanted to go out for lunch. Not much has happened today. How's your day been, Sharpay?" she responded politely.
"Almost the same thing happened here too. Well besides the deciding I wanted to go out for lunch, and going for a run. Gabrielle called and asked if I wanted to go shopping and clubbing, so that's how I got here. And I was having some company over," Sharpay answered.
"Glad to see you two talking. And my day has been wonderful, thanks for the concern guys," I said.
"We were getting to you," Taylor replied.
"We were?" Sharpay joked. I sent her a hurt look; she knew that I was joking so it didn't affect her.
"Taylor, Sharpay and I already had this talk in the car, so where do you want to go today when we're shopping?" I asked her.
"Uh, I was thinking about hitting Louis Vuitton and maybe H&M," she replied, and placed her tea cup to her lips and took a drink.
"I wanted to go to H&M too. So all the places we want to go are: H&M, Express, Sephora, Louis Vuitton, Gucci, and Prada. Do I have everything?" I listed; taking out my phone I pulled up the notes section of the phone and wrote typed it all down not wanting to forget anything.
"Typical Gabrielle," Sharpay stated.
"What does that mean?" I asked, looking up from my phone.
"It means that you are taking notes on everything, not like you'll forget it anytime soon. And you're analyzing the best route on your phone trying to give us the 'best' shopping trip this week, even though you already know the way to go. You're too smart for you," she said causally, like she was stating the weather.
"I do not!" I said while trying to hide the fact that my phone was indeed on a map of New York City charting the best way to hit all the stores the quickest. "I simply like to double check my work. There is no problem with wanting to be correct all the time. It makes you successful."
"She is right Gabi," Taylor said.
"Okay, so maybe it is true but there is nothing wrong with trying to be proficient," I said trying to act like it was no big deal. "I thought that you guys would like to have the longest possible time in the stores."
"We do, Gabi. Just because Sharpay and I make fun of you a few times doesn't mean we don't love you, it just means that Sharpay and I aren't capable of doing that much work. And that we would be a mess if you weren't here with us," Taylor said trying to cover up what Sharpay said.
"Yeah, it's true. I don't know what I would do without you. Wait I know, be n major debt. You always track how much I spend and how much I can then tell me if I should or shouldn't buy the item. I just point out things that are you and sometimes make fun of them because I don't have anything better to do in my life," Sharpay explained. I just nodded. They were right, Sharpay would be in major debt if didn't shop with me.
"Okay, I'm sorry I over reacted," I apologized. Just then the waiter showed up, he asked us for our orders. We gave them to him, and soon enough our food came out. Us three talked throughout the entire meal, talking about the latest at work and what clothes we wanted to buy because we've seen them in a catalog or if there suppose to be in style this season. Before long we were done eating our meals and the waiter was back with our bill. We quickly paid our bills and were out of there.
"Taylor can we take your Audi shopping? I forgot that there were three of us and my corvette only allows two people," I told her. I had totally forgotten that my corvette only takes two people or I would have brought my red '79 Trans Am Firebird, which seats four.
"Of course we can Gabi," she simply said. Sharpay and I followed her to her black Audi R8. She got into the driver's seat. I got into the back and Sharpay got into passenger's seat, but only after a small argument that Sharpay and I had about who had the passenger's seat. Once in the car we started to discuss which store to go to first.
We decided to go to H&M first because Taylor and I both wanted to go there. As soon as we get in there we look through every rack of clothing, usually picking up a thing or two. After I had found a few pairs of jeans and a shirt or two, Taylor found a dress and some shorts, and Sharpay found a wide variety of shoes, dresses, pants, and shirts. We quickly got out of there and placed our bags in the car, and headed down to Express. Once more we grabbed a few things here and there and left.
Then we headed down to Sephora, Sharpay grabs a few bottles of mascara and some eyeliner. I happen upon a beautiful container of eye shadow and buy it. We leave the store. After hitting all of the stores that were on our list Taylor drives Sharpay and I back to my car.
"Thanks for the ride Taylor," I say to her, while grabbing my shopping bags that were in the trunk of her car.
"You're welcome Gabi. When should I head to the club?" Taylor asked me.
"Um, how about five thirty, five forty five, does that work for you two?" I asked after looking at the clock on my phone. It read 3:27 pm.
"That works for me," Sharpay mumbled, because she had the handles of three of her bags in her mouth.
"It works for me too," Taylor announced while helping Sharpay with her bags. As you can probably tell Sharpay buys a lot, but she can. Sharpay works for Broadway; she is part of many of the shows and works in the back with costumes. She is also helping me with our little boutique that sells her fashions that she designs. Sharpay designs the clothing and creates it, while I handle the financial work and all of the little jobs. I also work for a company that creates new ideas to make everyday items more eco-friendly and economically friendly as well. Taylor on the other hand works for a magazine and she is the assistant editor and a writer. As my father likes to call us, we are strong independent women that do not need a man in our life to make us capable but all we need is ourselves, well it was something like that.
I made an alarm on my phone to remind me twenty minutes before I was supposed to be there.
"There you go again, making an alarm," Sharpay said. She had finally finished placing all of her bags into the car.
"Yeah, yeah, but I will not be late as you probably will be," I told her as I went around to the driver's side of the car and getting into the seat. "Goodbye Tay, see you tonight."
"True. Later Taylor!" Sharpay exclaimed as we speed away from Taylor and her car. We started to sing out of tune and gossip on our way to Sharpay's apartment. Once we got there Sharpay and I each took two trips of bags to her apartment, and we were almost to the point of falling over due to the amount of weight on us.
"Okay, I think that's it. See you in a few hours Shar," I told her as I started to exit her apartment.
"See ya' later Gabi," she said over her shoulder while starting to place her newly bought items into her giant closet. After I left her apartment I headed to my corvette. Once inside I started and headed over to the local baker's. I ordered one of the large doughnuts with the icing in the doughnut. Why yes I do know that they are fattening and full of calories and carbs but sometimes a girl needs a full serving of pure fat and sugar. After my stop at the bakers I went home.
"Mommies home baby," I exclaimed as Shadow, my toy poodle, ran over to me and jumped up into my arms. "I know Shadow, it's been a really long day and I've missed you so much."
After petting my dog and get a large glass of apple juice I walked over to my closet to decide what to wear to go clubbing. I needed something sexy, yet modest. Something exciting and one of a kind, but still calm and not loud. After about twenty minutes of searching I found it. A white and black dress, the length of it was down to my knees and it had a semi-low v-neck that showed enough cleavage but not too much. It had some sparkle to it but not too much. It was perfect. I paired it with some black, sparkly high heels and a simple diamond necklace. I glanced over at the time; it was five o'clock on the dot.
I had twenty minutes to burn, so I sat down on my couch and watched the Discovery channel which was broadcasting Mythbusters, a show where a group of five people attempt to bust or prove myths. Before I knew it my phone went off telling me that I had twenty minutes until I had to be at the club. I quickly grabbed my keys and I went out to my car. Within fifteen minutes I was there, and within twenty minutes of leaving my apartment I was looking for Taylor and Sharpay.
"Gabi!" someone was calling my name, I looked behind me and there was Sharpay walking towards me.
"Shar!" I called back. We embraced, and then went on walking trying to find Taylor. "Where do you think she is?"
"Uh, somewhere in New York is my bet," Sharpay answered thinking that her remark was funny, which it was. "How about you call her?"
"Smart idea! I didn't think that you could come up with something like that," I told her then got out my cell and called Taylor.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Where are you? We're waiting," I said.
"I'm in line, duh," She said.
"Why are you there? We have Sharpay with us; therefore we get in without waiting." I told her.
"Ok, well I'm getting out of line. So where are you?" she asked.
"In front of the club. Do you see us?"
"Yeah, I'm coming," That was the last thing I heard because she then ended the conversation.
"She was in line!" Sharpay exclaimed.
"Yeah, she's new to the whole clubbing thing. Taylor's fast she'll catch on soon," I explained.
"I sure hope so," Sharpay said. Taylor soon caught up to us. We entered after Sharpay told the security guy her job and showed him her id. Music was pounding, people were dancing, and drinks were being poured. Before long Sharpay was on the dance floor, starting to be surrounded by guys and you could tell by the expression that she wore on her face that she was really enjoying the attention.
"Want to go to the bar area?" Taylor asked me. I nodded and headed over there. We both ordered our drinks and were sitting at the bar, scoping out the club. There was a giant dance floor, the bar which we were sitting at, a DJ set up in the corner, and there was a section of the room that had a few plush chairs.
"So what do you think of our, I mean Sharpay and I's usual Saturday routine?" I asked Taylor.
"It's actually fun. The only thing is, don't you ever get bored of doing the same thing every week?" she replied.
"Well, sometimes it does, but there is always something different every time we go out. Maybe there is a new store or maybe we go to a different club, see there is some diversity to the Saturday usual," I answered her, hoping that she would understand what I was explaining.
"That is true. Plus there is always a different outcome every weekend!" she exclaimed. I looked at her quizzically, wondering what she was insinuating. "Sharpay told me that you two go home with a guy every weekend."
"When did she tell you that?" I asked. Do they hang out as well? Is that what Sharpay does every Sunday? Gabrielle it doesn't matter what they do without you.
"When you where in the changing room trying on that cute dress that we found in Express," She said after taking a drink. I was about to say something else, like 'oh' or maybe 'That makes sense' but two guys came up to us before I could say something.
"Hey," said the first guy. He was darker skinned and had an afro. You could tell that he played a sport or workout a lot by the buff body.
"Hi," Taylor replied very flirty. "What's your name?"
"Chad Danforth," he replied. "And what is your name, miss?"
"Taylor McKessie," she told him, and then took another drink.
"Would you like to dance, Taylor?" he asked her, giving her his hand. I gave her an encouraging nod.
"Sure!" she said back, getting up from her seat and handing me her drink. "Will you hold this for me?" she asked me.
"Of course I will. Have fun!" I said after she had probably gotten out of ear sight. The second guy sat down where Taylor had been sitting and ordered a drink. "I don't think that we'll be seeing them for the rest of night," I was attempting to make conversation and I hoped that it would work.
"I think you're right. They seemed to be content just looking at each other," he replied. Apparently this had been a good topic to start a conversation with. "By the way I'm Matthew. What's your name?"
"It's Gabrielle, but everyone calls me Gabi. So how do you know Chad?" I asked. Matthew was a bit taller but not too much, he had light brown hair and dark blue eyes. He had some muscles on him too. He seemed nice enough.
"We both coach at the same school. He coaches basketball and I coach wrestling. Plus he works with me. How do you know Taylor?"
"We went to school together and so we moved to the same place and just kept being friends," I said. "Want to go dance?"
"Sure," he responded. He took his drink and gulped it down all at once. I placed my drink down and walked out to the dance floor with him. We danced and grinded for about an hour when I started to get tired.
"Do you want to go? I'm getting a little tired and I want to leave the club," I told him with big puppy dog eyes hoping that he would leave.
"Sure. Let me go tell Chad that we're leaving," he informed me before he went looking for Chad. I went looking for Sharpay. She was against some man dancing and making out.
"Sharpay," I whispered. "Sharpay," I said a little bit louder. "Sharpay!" I said a lot louder.
"Hm," she looked up and saw me. She pushed the guy back a little and whispered him something, he seemed to understand because he nodded and left. "Yeah Gabi?"
"I'm leaving. Just wanted to let you know, and if you could tell Taylor that I left and that I drank her drink," I informed her. Just at that moment Matthew came over and looked at me wanting to leave. "Be safe Sharpay. Bye." I went over to Matthew and we walked out the door.
"Where is your car?" He asked looking for a car that he had no clue what it looked like.
"It's right over here," I walked over to it. His eyes lighted up.
"That's your car! Man, I've always wanted to ride in a corvette!" he exclaimed.
"How about drive a corvette?" I asked trying to be sexy, I highly doubt that it sounded sexy but I don't think that he cared.
"Me!?! I would love to!" He ran over and kissed my lips. They were a little chapped but they were gentle enough, not the kiss that every little girl waned but it would work for tonight. Matthew broke up the kiss and opened the driver's door, slid in and buckled up. I walked over to the passenger side, opened the door, and took my seat.
"This is so cool!" he sounded like a little kid on Christmas opening the gift that he had been wishing for. We drove off into the street. Even though it was a little past ten pm the street were lit up brightly. We were cruising down the road passing by many people in their cars. Matthew and I were singing along to the radio and were talking about the most random things that could ever think of. Then we stopped at a red light and we stopped, like most all sane people do. I looked out the window. There was something odd about the person outside, he looked really familiar. My breath started to fog up the window, so I used my arm to wipe the fog away. The person was defiantly homeless, but he looked so familiar. He looked up and saw me looking at him. He seemed to think that I looked familiar too. I haven't made friends with homeless people, I mean every once and a while I give a dollar to a person but never have a conversation. The light turned green, and Matthew pressed on the gas and we went flying by. The rest of the way to his house I was distant trying to figure out how I might know a homeless person.
"We're here," Matthew told me. I looked at him and nodded. He went in for a kiss, but I stopped him.
"I can't do this. I'm sorry I lead you to thinking that I would have sex with you. I was planning to but I just can't right now. It was really nice meeting you Matthew," I told him.
"It's okay," he smiled at me. "If it doesn't feel right, then it doesn't feel right. I'm not going to push you into anything. Well it was nice meeting you," he put his hand out and I took it and shook it. We both got out of the car. He went up to his house and I climbed into the driver's seat. I waved goodbye and headed home. I passed by the place where I had saw the guy before but he wasn't there anymore. I thought to myself. Why do you want to know where this person is? You don't even know who he is! Gabi go home and take a nice long bath and get a cup of tea and go to sleep.
When I got home I trudged up the stairs and went into my apartment. My dog jumped up on me but I placed her back on the floor. I went into my large master bathroom and turned on the water to the bath. I stripped down and went into the warm, inviting water. I enjoyed the thirty minutes that I spent in the bath, relaxing, and reviewing my day. It had been a great day. I realized that I hadn't had my dinner. After getting out of the bath and putting on my warm, deep red, cotton robe I went to the kitchen. I made myself a batch of scrambled eggs and tea. The eggs and tea made a great end of the day, making my stomach all warm and full. I placed my plate, skillet, fork, and cup in the dishwasher I headed off to bed.
When I was about to get into my bed I realized that I did not have any pajamas on. I quickly ran over to my closet and found a pair of silky pajamas that had hearts and Victoria's Secret written on them. I went over to the bathroom and applied my night crème, washed my teeth, and pulled my now dried hair into a pony tail.
I then went over to my bed, fluffed my pillow, and pulled the blankets up. My dog jumped up onto the bed. I then dozed off into sleep.