'Kay guys, I know Ive been starting a lot of stories lately, nd haven't been updating them, but I just have so many ideas, it's crazy. REAL crazy. So again, I'm sorry.
Troy and Gabi are best friends in this, secretly in love. Will they admit their love? And risk their friendship? Only time will tell.
CHAPTER 1- CHANCE
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The shrill sound of Troy Bolton's dark blue Razr phone jerked him out of his deep slumber. Groaning, he picked up the device and glanced at the caller ID.
Gabi.
He flipped the phone open.
"Yes, Gabi?" he said drowsily.
"Aww, did I wake the baby up?" asked the sweet voice on the other line.
"As a matter of fact, you did," Troy smirked to himself. Gabriella and he had been best friends since kindergarten. They had met, and instantly clicked.
Flashback
"Mommy, I don't want to," groaned a five year old Gabriella Montez, clinging to her mother's leg.
"Sweetie, you have to. Look, see all of those girls over there? I bet you'll be great friends with them," Ms. Montez pointed to a group of girls sitting on a picnic table, all adorned in pink frilly dresses. Gabriella only clung to her mom more.
"Mommmmmy," she sighed. Anna Montez picked up her daughter and set her on the ground in front of her. She knelt donw to the whining girl and lifted her chin up.
"Gabi, you have to go. I'll bet you'll love yoru new teacher and make lots of friends," Gabriella nodded at her mother's words and stood up. "That's my Gabi," nna stood up and gathered her things. "I'll pick you up at the end of the day, darling," Anna kissed her daughter's dark, curly hair and left for her car; leaving Gabriella standing there all alone.
"Hey, where'd you get that dress?" a boy asked, as he walked up to Gabriella. She looked down at her light green playdress, falling just belwo her knees.
"Mommy got it for me," Gabriella replied, looking down at her black Mary Janes.
"Well, um, I think it's pretty," the boy said, also looking at his feet.
Gabriella smiled at the boy. "You wanna go play in the sandbox?" she asked happily. The boy looked up and nodded.
As they walked to the sandbox, the boy stuck out his hand. "I'm Troy Bolton." Gabriella took his hand.
"I'm Gabriella Montez," she shook his hand and they proceeded to the sandbox.
END FLASHBACK
"Troy? Troy, Trooooooy," came Gabriella's voice on the other line.Troy snapped his head up.
"Sorry, Brie, kinda zoned out there," Troy replied.
"It's okay, but I was calling to see if you would pick me up a little earlier and maybe grab a cappuccino from Goosewin's?" she aske sweetly.
"Um...yeah, sure, gotta go now, or else I won't be able to get to you in time,see ya later, Brie," Troy said.
"Buh-bye," Gabriella hung up the phone just after Troy did.
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"Gabs!" Troy called from outside on her balcony.
"Wha-" Gabriella stepped out of the adjoining bathroom with a white towel wrapped arouind her body. She smiled and walked over to Troy, obviously forgetting about her current outfit.
"Hey, Troy Boy," Troy just stood there, his mouth hanging open at the beautiful girl in front of him. The towel fell about midway down her thighs, hugging her hips and her breasts perfectly. Her wet, curly locks hung perfectly on her shoulders, framing her beautiful face and bringing out her deep chocolate eyes.
"Troy, what are you staring at?" Gabriella asked cautiously. She still had no idea what Troy was staring at.
"G-Gabs...I...wow..."Troy said, looking away from the girl in front of him, nervously scratching the back of his neck. This was so hard for Troy. He was, in fact, in love with his best friend. He couldn't hide it. Chad bugged him about, and Taylor bugged him about it.
There was so much that he liked about her. Her beautiful smile, perfect teeth, sense of humor, and the way she scrunched up her nose when she read. The way she always could make him feel better, and her soft, chocolate eyes. He loved the way her hips swayed when she walked, and how she managed to look good in everything she wore. Through other people's eyes, she was the freaky math genius. Through his eyes, she was a goddess.
"Troy Bolton..." her voice faded, realizing her current outfit. Blushing deeply, she smiled nervously at the hormonal teen in front of her, and quickly slunk off into her bathroom.
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"Ma, I'm home," Troy called as he walked through the doors of his Cape style house. Upon the peach colored walls hung family portraits of the family, along with cases of trophies from gymnastics, and mostly basketball.
"Hey hon, how was school?" Lucille Bolton asked. Lucille was a tall woman, long arms and legs. Her auburn hair was tied back into a ponytail, and she wore a pair of dark washed jeans and a light green short sleeved blouse, with bare-feet. She walked over to the teenage boy standing in front of him and ruffled his hair.
"Eh, it was okay, Darbus has us loaded on the homework, though," Troy said, "but I was wondering, is Celeste back yet?" Troy's twin sister, Celeste, was like Troy's best friend, after Gabi, of course.
"She's in her room, why?" Lucille asked curiously, as she walked behind vthe granite coutee, opening the fridge.
"Oh, nothing, I just kinda need to talk to her about something," Troy smirked at his mother, and dashed up the carpeted staircase. Walking slowly down the hall, he stopped at a cream colored door, covered in posters of different bands and artists. He lifted his hand and knocked loudly.
"Celeste," Troy called. At once, the door flew open, and a tall girl, a little shorter than Troy, with the same sandy hair stood before him. She wore her hair in a messy bun, and a light blue t shirt covered her top. As bottoms, she wore a pair of light washed jeans, and bunny slippers on her feet. In her ears, were her iPod mini's blue earbuds, and a pair of fake diamond earrings.
"Hey Tee, what's up?" Celeste asked her brother.
"Hey, Cee, I kinda wanted to talk to you about something," he said. Celeste nodded and motioned for Troy to follow her into her room. He followed and sat down on her waterbed. Celeste had had a bad case of arthritis as a child, and the doctor had prescribed a waterbed. She had become so attatched to it, she never gave it up.
"What's up?"
"Um, well, I'm thinking of...you know, maybe asking Gabriella to hang out..."
"As in like, a DATE?" Celeste took the earbuds out of her ears and gave Troy her full attention. Troy thought for a moment, and nodded nervously.
"Wow, that's great, you should totally go for it," Celeste exclaimed.
"Yeah, I know, but I just have this nagging feeling that she won't like me back..."
"Oh my God, Troy. Oh my freaking God," Celeste put her face in her hands and groaned. Troy staed back at his sister curiously.
"What?"
"Are you kidding me, Troy Bolton? Do you really beleive that Gabriella isn't in love with you as well?" Celeste bellowed, standing up. Troy had never seen his twin this mad before. Well, except for the time he ate the last strawberry danish...
"Well, I..." Troy stuttered. Celeste was right. Gabriella always chose him over hrr other girlfriends. She never missed a Friday night movie. She let him do things that even Taylor McKessie couldn't do.
"Celeste, I don't have a chance. I'm too much of a wuss. I don't know what to say," Troy sighed and flopped backward on his sister's waterbed.
"Well, that's what I'm here for, Troy Boy," Celeste stated proudly, closing her bedroom door and mock cracked her knuckles.
"Damn, Celeste, I don't have a chance..."
Well, I thought that was kind of cute, hopefully you agreed. I'm more excited about this story than the other ones. I'm not sure why though. Adios, muchachos!! (I hope I used that right)
xoxo
Gabbei
P.S.: I forgot the disclaimer at the begininng, so here it is. Disclaimer: I do not own.
P.P.S: Sorry about the minor swear words, I'm trying to keep it rated T, but just a warning, theres probably more on the way. ..xx