Magnets

Summary: "You and I don't click. We are like magnets, we repel each other." Troy Bolton is loud and talkative. He's the guy quiet Gabriella can't stand. Her perception changes however when they are stuck inside their school during a snowstorm.

Part 2-I Must Confess, You Challenge Me

"Wanna tell each other scary stories?" Troy suggested, rolling over on his stomach.

"No," Gabriella replied curtly, staying in the same position on her back.

After an evening spent exploring the school attempting to find items that could be useful to them in the following days, the two had laid out exercise mats they've found in the athletic department and placed them in the gymnasium. Next they found relatively clean blankets and pillows.

"Why not?" he inquired, tilting his head, a look of confusion etched upon his face.

"Because we both need to sleep. Besides, I don't know any scary stories."

"Well then, do you want me to tell you one?"

"No. I want to sleep."

She smiled to herself as he didn't respond. She sincerely thought he had followed her suggestion.

"'Kay, let's make a deal. You tell me something incredibly embarrassing about yourself and then I leave you alone for the rest of the night."

"Why would I possibly want to share secrets with you?" she asked, dumbfounded.

"Because I'm the best at keeping secrets," he replied, although it came out as a question.

"I don't trust you enough to reveal something like that to you. Sorry," she retorted.

Troy paused. He took a deep breath and confessed:

"Something outrageous about me is that I never had sex. There, I said it; I'm a virgin."

Gabriella furrowed her eyebrows, wondering if her ears were playing tricks on her.

"You're lying," she finally said.

"No, I'm not. You can ask all my past girlfriends; I have never slept with any of them."

"But everybody in the school says you're like some sort of sex god!" she protested, rolling onto her stomach to face him.

"Doesn't mean it's true though. You know, you're the first to know by the way," he admitted.

"That's really hard to believe."

"I promise it's true. And I really want it to stay that way."

"What? Being a virgin?"

"No," he started to chuckle. "You being the only one to know about this."

"Even if I did tell someone, why would they believe me?"

"It's not that hard to piece together though, I mean all my previous girlfriends has already admitted they never slept with me."

"Why did you tell me? Out of all the people begging for your attention, why did you tell me?"

"I guess it's because you don't seem like the kind of girl who when someone tells her a secret will go tell everyone."

"Well, I mean, that's just because this snowstorm is refraining me from doing so. Trust me; if I could get my hands on a functioning computer I would announce it all over Facebook."

Instead of scaring him, like she hoped it would, he started to laugh.

"You don't even have a Facebook account," he replied amusedly.

"So? It doesn't take a genius to figure out how to make an account, duh," she countered, earning another laugh from him. "This is not supposed to make you laugh, you know. It's supposed to make you afraid of me. This blatant mistake on your part is supposed to be making you shake in your boots because of the blackmail I could make you do."

"Say I am shaking in my boots," he started still with a grin plastered on his face. "What sort of blackmail would you make me do?"

"Well, staying quiet for one."

She slapped his shoulder as he started to laugh really loud.

"It's not funny!"

"Sorry, sorry, continue," Troy waved off, attempting to calm down.

"And force you to leave me alone."

"Ohh that's a good one! Too bad this'll never happen. I don't ever want you out of my life ever. You're like so entertaining and fascinating. There is no way I'm leaving you alone."

"Ugh," she groans.

"Now, your turn," he said.

"My turn to what?"

"What's your secret?"

"I…I'm a virgin."

"Hey, you can't do that! You can't steal my confession. Come on, be more original."

Gabriella took a deep breath.

"I didn't mean it in the same way you did," she whispered. "I've… never been kissed."

"What? Are you serious?" Troy exclaimed, eyes wide. "Not even at silly games of truth or dare?"

"I never was invited to those types of party. My friends were all girls and they were too shy to talk to boys," she stated.

He had the feeling she was not done however, which is why he didn't say anything.

"Plus, I always thought my first kiss would be with someone I liked you know? I always imagined it would mean more than just a silly meaningless thing," she continued, avoiding his gaze. "But, now I don't really care anymore. I mean, I'm the only 16 year old girl in the whole school who's never been kissed."

"I beg to differ," he interjected. "There are more than you think."

"Still. It would be nice to be like the others you know? To have been kissed."

He gently reached out and grabbed her hand, making her look up.

"There are too much of the same around here," he replied. "Do me a favour and have your first kiss be with a dude you have feelings for, okay? Given my past experience, I can assure you that whether you like that person or not makes a difference. And even if it takes years upon years," to which she glared, "it'll be worth it in the end."

She looked at their still joined hands.

"I guess you're right," she responded. "You better be or else I would've wasted years kiss-less only to be disappointed. And then I'll be super mad at you."

He started to chuckle.

"I'm already shaking in my boots," he joked. "Anyway, a deal's a deal, so goodnight Gabi."

Troy gave her hand one last squeeze before rolling over onto his back.

"Goodnight Troy."

-HSM-

Gabriella was cranky. There was this loud dribbling sound preventing her from enjoying her beauty rest. She slowly opened one of her eyelids as the noise persisted and sat up.

"Are you seriously kidding me right now?" she grunted upon seeing Troy playing basketball.

"Oh, you're finally awake! Up for a game of one on one?" he inquired looking as cheeky as ever.

"…Are you serious?"

"Is that a yes?"

"No! You can't just wake me up this rudely and expect me to greet you with a kiss and a good morning."

"So wait, let me get this straight, if I wouldn't have played basketball you would have kissed me?"

She only glared at him.

"I'll take that as a yes," he grinned before throwing the ball he had been holding at one of the nets.

"This is way too early for this," she muttered to herself. "Hey, I'm gonna catch breakfast. You coming?" she called to him.

"I already ate, but of course I'll come to keep you company," Troy replied jogging toward her. "After all, you'd just miss me too much."

She inwardly groaned. She really wasn't used to being around such a hyper person first thing in the morning.

"So, I talked to my dad this morning and he said we should be out at the latest tomorrow night," he informed her.

"And when does he think will be the earliest?" she inquired pushing the gym door.

"Before tomorrow night," he answered cheekily.

She rolled her eyes.

"Hey Gabster, do you want a soda?" he asked just as they passed in front of a vending machine.

"Do you have money?"

"Oh Gabi. You are so naïve and innocent. It's adorable, it really is."

"What? What did I say?" she frowned.

"Oh stop it. You're seriously too cute. Gosh, I just want to pinch your cheeks."

"Do that and I'll bite you. I'm not even joking, I'm a violent child," she threatened.

"Somehow I want to test that theory," he confessed, eyes sparkling.

When his fingers neared her face, Gabriella showed her teeth and, like a dog, attempted to bite his hand.

"Huh. Would you look at that; you really weren't joking when you said you would bite me," he chuckled.

"Of course not. I'm dangerous; I could seriously harm you if you get on my nerves."

"Somehow, I really don't believe that," Troy replied. "But I won't try it out," he quickly added upon seeing her glare.

"Good. Now, why did you say I was cute?"

"'Cause you don't need pocket money to get a soda, duh."

"Then, how…?"

Gabriella frowned when in one swift movement Troy kicked the vending machine. After a couple of tries, a couple of soda cans fell out.

"So, you've got the choice of Coke, 7up, or Brisk," he declared.

"You know you just defaced public property right?" she replied drily, unimpressed.

"Pssh, whatever. They won't hold it against us. After all, we are stuck in this school and we do need something to drink."

"There's a water fountain in front of you," she retorted.

"Geez Gabi, you are so ungrateful. I mean, I go through all this trouble to get you a can of soda. Trouble including almost breaking my foot and all you can do is scoff? Psh, how ungrateful," he said dramatically. "You know, what you should do? You should laugh more."

"You already told me that yesterday," Gabriella responded, shaking her head.

"Tell me Gabi, are you ticklish?" he questioned, ignoring her remark.

"No."

"Oh come on. Not anywhere?" he asked, earning a negative shake of head. "'Cause I am. Like seriously. You touch me on my sides, or underarms and I squeal like a little girl."

At his confession, a smirk spread onto her features. It was only too late when he realized his mistake.

"Eeeeekkk! Hahahahahaha," he bellowed loudly, as her fingers danced along his middle.

He twisted his body around wildly, and emitting a sound that was a cross between a squeal and a laugh.

"Oh this is awesome!" Gabriella chuckled. "Who knew you were such a girl Bolton?"

"I did," Troy replied trying to catch his breath.

"Now, I know your weakness and your deepest secret. Awesome," she smiled.

Without warning, his hand came in contact with her neck. At the simple contact of his skin she fell to the ground, tilting her head backwards.

"I thought you said you weren't ticklish?" Troy said amusedly.

"Take your hand off," she growled.

"Nah. This is payback for earlier."

With much difficulty Gabriella slapped his hand away from her neck. She stood up with a huff.

"Never touch my neck again or I'm gonna have to cause some sever damage to your private part," she threatened.

"Does kissing your neck count?"

The brunette only sent him a glare in response. Deep down though a little part of her felt a thrill at the prospect of him kissing her neck.

"Hey, hey I thought you didn't want a soda?" Troy remarked as she reached into the vending machine.

"Well, I mean it's not like we can put it back into the machine," she shrugged opening it.

"Ooh didn't know you had a rebellious strike Montez. I like it."

"Oh hush up. It's not like I'm the one who destroyed a vending machine. I just merely took advantage of the situation, that's all," she retorted taking a sip of the Brisk lemonade.

"Sure, keep telling yourself that," he grinned opening his can of Coke.

For the millionth time, she rolled her eyes.

"Hey Gabi, I've got a brilliant idea," he suddenly announced breaking the comfortable silence.

"Don't finish this sentence," she warned.

"Why not?"

"'Cause you've been having 'brilliant ideas' since we've been here and those 'brilliant ideas' somehow always involve me."

"Well of course they're gonna involve you; we're the only ones here!"

"Whatever, just don't tell me this latest 'brilliant idea' of yours 'kay?"

"I'm gonna tell you anyway."

Gabriella groaned, deeply annoyed.

"Since we played confession last night…"

"We did not! You're the one who just decided to ask me my biggest secret; this was in no way a game of confession."

"Today we're going to do the other part of that game," he continued, ignoring her.

"What's the other part?" she inquired.

"Challenge."

"No," she replied.

"Come on, it's just us here. It's not like anybody's gonna see. Besides, I promise not to give you something too hard."

The young girl sighed:

"If I were to accept, and that is with a big if, what would you make me do?"

Although she really wished she hadn't because the huge grin he sent her scared her.

"That would be up to you actually," he said enthusiastically.

"What?" she questioned dumbfounded.

"My challenge for you is to do something that is completely spontaneous and random."

"Now?"

"Well no, 'cause it wouldn't be out of the blue, now would it? But, let's say you have until we get out of here."

"What if I forget?"

"Then I'm gonna have to tell the whole school about your confession from last night," he said plainly.

Her jaw dropped.

"That's blackmail!"

"Hey, you're allowed to do the same to me if I don't do the challenge you give me."

She pondered over it for a moment. She weighed the pros and the cons of accepting to play this game.

"Well, does that mean you have to do the same thing too?" she asked hesitantly.

"No, I mean it wouldn't be much of a challenge for me 'cause I'm very much spontaneous and random already."

"So, what do I make you do then?"

"Whatever you want," he shrugged. "I'm down with whatever."

Suddenly she was struck with the best idea ever. A big grin spread onto her features at the prospect of what she was going to make him do.

"You're gonna stay quiet for two hours," she declared.

"That's too much," he protested. "I can't stay silent for that long. 10 minutes."

"One hour."

"15 minutes.

"45."

"30."

"Deal!" Gabriella exclaimed.

"Ugh, I don't know how I'm going to be able to stay quiet for 30 minutes. What have I gotten myself into?" Troy sighed.

"You'll deal; I do it all the time," the brunette smiled. "And remember Bolton, if you break that silence, you're gonna have to restart."

"That's not fair!"

"Hey, I thought you said you were down with whatever."

"Yeah, everything except that! This is complete suicide. What if I become mute forever?"

"That's fine by me," she declared plainly.

"You're so… evil," he retorted.

"So, do you still want to play this game?"

He thought about it for a moment before answering:

"Yes. But, you have to do something super kick ass and awesome 'kay? This 'silent' pledge better be worth it."

"Okay," she smiled overjoyed at the prospect of him staying quiet for a period of time.

"Well, better get this over with, I'm starting this now."

"No!" she interrupted. "Not here. Talk my ears off about whatever until we're where you can start your challenge."

"Why do we have to be at a specific place?" he inquired confusedly.

"Just talk while you still have the chance."

Without needing to be told twice, Troy started to ramble about everything and anything that went through his mind; all the while following Gabriella as she quickly made her way around the school.

"Wait, why are we in the library?" Troy questioned.

"Hang on," she said and disappeared in an aisle.

He only blinked when she came back with a book in hand.

"Oh, you're not serious. You want me to stay silent so you can read?" he deadpanned.

"Hey, I haven't had the chance to read yesterday. I do it every night since I was 6, so I need it."

Her confession left him speechless. He, himself, had much difficulty reading a book without images so the prospect of her reading an image-less book every night was mind-blowing. Nonetheless, he followed her to one of the tables and took a seat across from her.

"You can start by the way," she announced, opening her book.

He shook his before opening a sport's magazine on the table. He knew sooner or later he was going to have to do this, besides she seemed very content of this peaceful moment.

"She's so cute when she's reading," he thought. "I'm gonna tell her as soon as this is over."

Ten minutes later, as his eyes were about to close from boredom, he felt soft lips against his cheek. He snapped his head up to see Gabriella shyly sending him a smile which confirmed she really had kissed him on the cheek. He tilted his head to the side, pleasantly surprised but as he was about to comment on it, she raised a finger to her lips, reminding him of his obligation to stay silent.

He nodded and sent her a huge smile, touched by her action. Considering her confession from last night about her 'virgin state', this sweet kiss on the cheek was kind of a big deal. Neither needed to say anything, they knew she had successfully accomplished her challenge of committing a spontaneous and random act.

-HSM-

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