a/n - sorry i havent updated but i only got 2 reveiws and i was considering quiting this...but i wont :D

DISCLAIMER: oh yeah, i own HSM as well as zac efron ;) do you think if i owned HSM i would be here?

Chapter 2: Becoming Your Friend

Days went by and Troy's relationship with Gabriella was nothing more then a "Hey Gabriella, did you pass the History test" or a "What's up Troy, was that you who ran out of the lunch room, puking, after eating the mystery meat?"

This bothered Troy. Every time he tried to have a converstaion with Gabriella, she would pull away. It was almost like she was afraid of him, and he didn't like that.

It was exactly one week since Gabriella transfered here, and Troy was determined to having an actual conversation with her.

"Hey Troy what's up?" asked Chad sitting down next to him, in algebra class. Chad was wearing his signature style that consisted og his curly afro and a quote shirt. Today his shirt read: My Attitude isn't BAD, just very OUTSPOKEN

"Oh hey Chad. I'm just thinking," muttered Troy, right when Gabriella walked in. Troy's heart sped.

Gabriella came in with a sunny outfit that matched her personality. She had on dark blue jeans, a light pink sweater, and her hair was in a high pony tail.

She gave Troy and Chad a slight wave before sitting down next to a girl named Taylor. Gabriella and Taylor had become fast friends and Troy wished he had that same luck.

"Good morning class," said their math teacher, Mr. O' Read in his usual Irish accecnt, "As I hope you all have noticed there is a very complicated math problem on the board. This is a college level equation and whowever answers it first and correctly will recieve five extra points on the next math test."

Troy blankly stared up at the numbers on the board. There were symbols he had never even seen before. Feeling defeated he began to draw his name is graffiti letters instead of doing the problem.

In less then five minutes Gabriella was done. As she raised her hand to asnwer the question, she lifted up a bit of her pony tail. Troy stared, shocked, at the three long cuts at the back of her head.

Gabriella raised her hand to answer the problem. It really wasn't all that hard.

"Yes Ms. Montez," said Mr. O' Read leaning forward in his desk.

"The answer in negative 5.76," stated Gabriella easily. Mr. O' Read glanced down at the answer and smiled.

"That is correct Ms. Montez! And it only took you a mere four minutes," he beamed.

From the back of the room somebody coughed, "What a nerd," and Gabriella felt her heart sink.

"Shut up Sharpay," she heard Troy snarl at a blond girl in the back row. Gabriella felt her cheeks burn at the thought that Troy was defending her.

"Don't you tell me to shut up!" Sharpay snarled back, hitting Troy with her Prada purse. Troy rolled his eyes and faced the front of the class again.

"Alright class that's enough. Now, East High has started a Math and Science program for anyone who wants extra credit or just likes math and science. Do anyone here think they might sign up?" asked Mr. O' Read erasing the problem.

Gabriella's hand shot up right away and Troy smiled.

At lunch that day Troy immediantly sat down next to Gabriella and Taylor instead of his usual seat with Chad and the other basket ball boys.

"Uh...hey Troy," said Gabriella, obviously confused about why he was here. Taylor gave him a quiet hello and continued eating her bologna sandwhich.

"Hey Gabriella, hey Taylor," said Troy shooting them both his amazing charming smile.

"No offense Troy, not that I don't appreciate the company, but what are you doing here?" questioned Gabriella, picking at her salad. She wrinkled her nose at the sprinkled cheese and pushed it off to the side with her fork.

Troy started eating his own lunch, which consited of a plate of Mac N Cheese and turkey sandwhich.

"What? I can't eat luch with you?" asked Troy, bits of cheesy pasta falling out of his mouth. Gabriella burst out laughing.

Smooth Bolton, real smooth. Now she thinks you're a total slob.

"Ah shit," mumbled Troy wiping his face. Taylor snorted and continued with her sandwhich.

"I think I should bring you in a bib," teased Gabriella, offering Troy her napkin. Troy felt his cheeks flame, but luckily they were covered by pasta so she couldn't see.

"Listen Gabriella, I uh...you know that place, The Shack, I told you about last week? Well I was wondering if you wanted to go with me today...with some other people," Troy added quickly.

Right then, Gabriella' once happy face turned as pale as a ghost.

"Uh Gabs...hellooooo? Are you alright?" asked Troy, poking her cheek. Gabriella shook her head.

"Oh no..I'm just...i'm fine...The Shack...I can't...I mean...my mom...oh Jeez... I gotta go," Gabriella stuttered before sprinting towards the bathrooms.

Troy stared dumbly at the empty seat.

"What the hell just happened?"

ahhh why do you think Gabriella's freaking out about hanging with Troy? hmm ;)

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