Disclaimer: I do not own HSM, unfortunatley :(
Thanks to the 3 reviewers from the first chapter :) I wrote this quickly...
"You're gorgeous," Troy whispered into her ear, while slowly unzipping her dress.
"And you're so hot," She breathed, staring at his abs appreciatively. He grinned cheekily and pressed his lips to hers. A groan escaped her mouth and their lips began moving aggressively together. He pulled off her dress and it lay forgotten, beside them.
Knock Knock.
"Urghhh. Coming!" Troy pulled himself away to answer the door.
"Gabriella? What are you doing here?" He asked.
"Oh god. Is this a bad time?" Gabriella asked worriedly. Troy was standing at the door in his boxers with a guilty look on his face. A pretty blonde girl was standing behind him.
"Uh, I guess so."
"I'm so sorry! Well, I'll just be going," She muttered.
"Oh, its fine. This is Amber by the way," He added, gesturing behind him. "So what brought you here?"
"Oh, well I bumped into Chad and he said I'd find you in your dorm…I, uh, was just wondering whether you were going to the beach party tonight…"
"Oh, I don't know, I might. Are you?"
"Yep."
"I'll see you there then," He winked.
"I guess so. Well, I'll go then and you…can carry on." She began to walk off.
"Wait!" Troy shouted after her. She turned around.
"Yes?"
Troy studied her for a moment.
"There's something different about you…What is it? Oh!" Troy said. "You're wearing contacts!"
Gabriella smiled. "Yeah."
"You took my advice then," Troy grinned.
"Yeah. Bye Troy." Troy watched as she walked round the corner, then shut his door and returned back to his 'unfinished business'.
Gabriella sighed as Sharpay dragged her into the fifteenth shop.
"How about this?" Sharpay asked, picking up a strapless pink dress.
"I said no pink!!" Gabriella exclaimed for the final. Ashley rolled her eyes and carried on rummaging through the racks. The two girls were looking for new dresses to wear to the party that night.
"What about this!?" Gabriella said, picking up a plain red one. Sharpay looked up and hesitated.
"Well... I guess it's an improvement," she finally answered. "But it's too long," she added. "You need something… sexy."
Gabriella groaned and walked over to the shoes. She wanted a pair of comfortable ballet flats and nothing Sharpay said was going to make her buy a pair of heels. No way.
"GOT IT!" Sharpay yelled, running over to Gabriella. She held up a red, satin, very short dress. (A/N: My profile for picture of dress) "So what do you think?"
Gabriella wrinkled her nose. "It's… uhh… short?"
"So! Troy is going to love you in this!"
"Who said anything about Troy!?"
"Oh please. Gabriella, my friend, I saw you two yesterday at the beach. Its loveeee!" She grinned. "So this is the dress? Perfect!"
"I hate you Sharpay!"
"You'll love me by the end of the night," She winked. "What do you think of my dress?" She held up a white and pink floral corset dress. (A/N: My profile for picture of dress)
"See! That's much more suitable than mine!" Gabriella whined.
"Oh shut up. Now for heels!" Sharpay began crawling on the floor, searching for a pair of shoes.
"Sharpay, I am not wearing heels!"
"That's what you think," Sharpay muttered under her breath.
"What?"
"Nothing!" She stood up. "Found some!"
"How do you expect me to walk in those?" Gabriella exclaimed, glaring at the pair of black heels Sharpay was waving about in the air.
"You'll manage."
"SHARPAY! GABRIELLA! OVER HERE!" Zeke yelled at the two girls from a little way up the beach. Troy, Chad and Zeke were all there with a gang of boys Gabriella recognised from her class. Gabriella shook her head frantically but Sharpay was already pulling her along towards them.
"Hey guys!" Sharpay exclaimed brightly.
"Hey," Gabriella muttered. This was greeted by wolf whistles and cat calls from the big gang of boys.
"Hey geek!"
"Nerd!"
"Freak!"
"Not so geeky tonight geeky Gabby!"
Troy cleared his throat loudly. "Guys, cut it out," He snapped. Gabriella smiled at him appreciatively and he gave her a warm smile back before turning away.
"LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" Chad yelled before cracking open a can of beer. A song came on and everybody got up to dance.
I'm a lover not a fighter
So I didn't fight the fact that I more than liked ya
Didn't matter we were under influence
Made sense this was more than lust
I don't own you, you don't own me
One night only, if only
I could take you back and just show you off
But I guess if I did that, the magic is lostTroy watched Gabriella dancing from a distance, swigging from his can of beer. He had to admit that she was the best dancer out of all the girls, and she seemed to be enjoying herself. Nobody could look sexier than she did in the short red satin dress she was wearing. Her hair was down in soft curls and make-up done to perfection. He had to admit, she scrubbed up well. He watched as two guys came either side of her, guiding her away from the big group of dancers and beginning to grind. He cracked open another can. Was he jealous? Of course not. Troy thought to himself frantically. I can't be.
You and that red dress - What a pairing
I kept staring, you couldn't have said less
Cant let my head rest, thinking about ya,
Really wanna look into your catwoman eyes
Turn back time, cause it flies by
Gabriella took a break from dancing to cool down and walked over to the waters edge. She took off her sandals and let the water slowly flow over her feet. She sighed happily, taking in the beautiful sunset.
"Hot, are we?" Troy had followed her down.
"Just a little," Gabriella smiled and looked at him under her lashes.
"Well, you certainly look hot," He winked at her and she giggled softly. They stood in silence for a while, just looking up at the orange sky above them. A slow song came on."You're a good dancer," He commented.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome," He said. He kicked the water so it splashed all up her dress. She gasped.
"Oh no you didn't!" She splashed him back.
"I wouldn't do that if I was you." He grinned cheekily, threw down his can and began chasing her, water splashing in all directions. She began to run too, but he was too fast for her. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.
"TROY! PUT ME DOWN!"
"Say sorry else you're going in!"
"Sorry! I'm sorry!" She yelled. He chuckled and placed her down on the sand. "You really need to stop doing that!" She sat up and patted the ground next to her, gesturing for him to sit down.
"Sharpay looks a bit wasted," Troy said. He lay down with his hands behind his head. "Maybe you should get her home."
Gabriella lay down also, on her side, her head propped up with her hand. She looked over at where Sharpay and Zeke were grinding, his hands all over her body. "Not my problem. I'm sure Zeke will look after her."
"I guess so." Troy said. "Did I mention you look beautiful tonight? You're the prettiest girl here by far."
"Me?" Gabriella laughed shyly. "I don't think so…"
Troy chuckled. "I love how you don't realise how perfect you are!"
"Me? Perfect? I've never even had a boyfriend before!"
"Really? Now that's hard to believe…"
She smiled. "Yeah. Sixteen and never been kissed!"
"I'm sure we could sort something out?" Troy suggested. He leaned in but Gabriella shook her head.
"Too fast," She murmured.
"Sorry," He whispered, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
Troy held her gaze and for a while, they lay there just looking into each others eyes. Neither said a word.
"GABBBBBBBIIIIIIII!" Sharpay yelled. She was running towards them, a can of beer in each hand, tripping over with each step she took.
"Oh god. You were right, she really is wasted," Gabriella groaned. Troy stood up and extended a hand out to her, which she took gratefully to pull herself up.
"Hayyyyy Troyyyyy, wanna dancee?" Sharpay shrieked. She took his hand and snaked it around her waist so her back was pressed up against his body. Then she began moving with the beat.
"Sharpay, stop," Troy said firmly, detatching himself from her.
"Oh, you're no fun!" She yelled, stumbling over to Gabriella. "Oh god, I think i'm going to be sick," She moaned. She bent over and threw up at Gabriella's feet. Fortunately, it narrowly missed her. Zeke was running towards them.
"Oh god, we need to get her back," He said, flinging one of her arms over his shoulder. He put his hand round her waist. "Troy, you're gonna have to help. Get her other side?"
Troy nodded, and looked towards Gabriella.
"I think I'm gonna stay here for a while longer," She said, before he could ask.
"Are you sure? I'll come back later and walk you home," He promised. Gabriella nodded and watched as they walked Sharpay over in the direction of OBA. She sighed and sat down.