Piercing, Cigarettes and Seven Tattoos:
Summary: First, he met my sister, then he chooses to be with her than me, so yeah, my life does suck a little. TxG.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything that will be mentioned in this story. Not HSM, or the songs that will be mentioned. I DON'T! And I swear I'm not planning to steal anything.
*Characters are on the first chapter.
Intoxicated the edge is serrated,
So easily torn from the core.
I blushed the first time,
But you blushed the last time
My eyes hit your mind
Regenerated these feelings of hatred,
I long for your love evermore
You built me up and you broke me down
This time.
Cigarette by Yellowcard
GABRIELLA MONTEZ:
There are three things you have to know about me, they are not necessarily important, but you just have to know them.
I have seven tattoos.
A half moon on the back of my neck, a smallish-biggish cross on the middle of my back, a fourteen on my lower back (I am currently learning some things doesn't last forever), a 'Troy Justin Bolton' on the left side of my belly (Still learning…), a couple of stars on the back of my ear, a sun on the back of my right hand and a dragon that I have no idea why I decided to put on my body permanently wrapped around my right ankle.
I also have a lip ring, and a piercing on my tongue (I take them out on some occasions). I'm not a masochist, I don't get them for the pain, cause mostly they put anesthesia anyways so there is no actual pain, but I also have no idea why I got them either, which is very weird, even for me.
I don't smoke, well, not anymore. I quit about twenty days ago, because firstly, I hate how it smells, and it stinks, secondly, all of my band mates smoke, so I'm an active and passive smoker, so I think my lungs will be toast if I don't stop, and third, my allowance is quickly disappearing because I keep buying those stupid things.
So that's it, those are the three least important things you should know about me. Like I said, they aren't important but you just have to know them, to know me.
WITH THE GIRLS:
"Shit…" Gabriella muttered as Sharpay's heel stepped o her foot.
"Oh, sorry Gabs…" Sharpay apologized, touching Gabriella's arm.
"It's fine…"
They were currently loading themselves at the 'girl' car, also known as Taylor's dad's Range Rover, while the boys loaded themselves on the 'boy' car. About ten minutes ago, they all decided to separate boys from girls, because they all want to avoid the tension, especially the boys, they have this stupid theory called Tension Fights, they say when there's too much tension, girls tend to be these really angry and angst-y 'monsters', so they try to avoid tension as much as possible.
"Taylor, let's go dude, c'mon…" Gabriella said, she was sitting on the passenger seat.
Amber rolled her eyes, "Do you guys even know the directions to go to that place?"
The girls snorted.
"What?" she demanded.
Kelsi smirked; she's sitting next to Amber who's looking irritated "We have Gabriella…"
"And?"
"She has photographic memory…" Taylor said, a little exaggerated, but she is true Gabriella has an awesome memory.
Gabriella playfully punched her in the arm.
"Hey, that hurts…" Taylor complained.
Gabriella gave her a look.
"Ok, maybe not, but still…"
Hayleigh laughed, her voice came from the very backseat"…or maybe, she just goes there every year…"
"True."
"Hey, why the hell are you there?" Gabriella asked, concerned by the fact she was basically squeezed in there with the luggage, which consists mostly of Taylor's stuff; it didn't fit in the other car, because the other car was jam-packed with Sharpay's stuff.
Hayleigh didn't answer instead; she pulled out her phone and started texting.
Gabriella's phone vibrated in her pocket, she flipped it open, and read Hayleigh's text, it says:
I'd rather be hir, be in thz stnky bckseat, than 2 suffr sittng with ur sis for almst 2 hrs, no offense, let Kelsi hav her fair share of suffering…
Gabriella half smiled, made Tayor look at the text and then texted back a smiple:
None taken…and BTW, that was mean, Kelsi doesn't deserve that…
Hayleigh laughed out loud, Gabriella was never mean, ever, well, she is sometimes have small tendendies to be mean, she isn't a big fan of bitches, "C'mon let's go..."
Taylor who was still smiling because of what she red earlier started the engine and drove off, leaving the boys behind to follow them.
WITH THE BOYS:
"This is so unmanly…" Chad said, he was sitting at the passenger seat, staring at the ass of the 'girl car'.
"Sexist." Troy said, he was designated driver, because Chad was a pain in the ass only he can stand for a one and a half hour drive.
Chad rolled his eyes, "Were following the girls for Pete's sake!!! How can I not be upset?"
"How can you be upset?" Jason asked, chuckling.
Nick laughed in agreement, "Yeah dude, you are so low…"
"Shut the fuck up! At least I get laid…" Chad retorted, proud.
Ryan laughed out loud, "Where the fuck did that came from?"
"I get laid twice a day…" Zeke bragged, smirking.
"I get laid every time I leave the house…" Nick said, haughtily, smirking like an ass.
"I'm still waiting to get laid…" Jason said, pouting like a five year old whose mother forgot ice cream night.
Ryan sighed; the sound came from the very back seat
, "I don't think I'll get any anytime soon…"
Chad laughed at him, "Why?"
"Because…"
"Your not gonna tell us are you?" Chris guessed.
"Yep..." was Ryan's response
"I get it twice every time I get laid…" Chris said.
"Dude, it's my sister you're talking about…" Troy said, mentally puking.
"Don't even get me started about sisters…" Chris retorted, smirking.
"True."
Troy sighed, and turned left, the opposite way the girls went, Zeke was about to ask what the hell he was doing, when Troy spoke up: "So is it my turn?"
"My turn to what?" Chris asked, confused.
"To brag about the shit we shouldn't brag about…" Troy answered.
"Yeah…"
"Okay," Troy sighed, "When Amber and I do it, I think about Gabriella the whole time."
There was silence.
"I've officially forgiven you, man…" Christian said his voice full of pity.
"Thanks, I appreciate it…"
Though nobody, I mean, no one from the boys really know, what the hell did Troy think for breaking it off with Gabriella, they know one think, well actually three, first, he's not that big of a fan of what he's done, second, he's not that into Amber, actually, he's not into Amber at all and last, he's deeply, madly and truly in-love with Gabriella.
WITH THE GIRLS:
"Where the hell is Troy going?" Taylor exclaimed, shaking her head at the picture she's getting from her rearview mirror.
"The longer route…" Gabriella answered while texting Chris.
"Why did they take that?"
Gabriella didn't answer the question and continued texting her brother.
WITH THE BOYS:
"Gabs said 'Why the hell did you take the longer route Troy?!?'" Christian imitated Gabriella's voice perfectly.
"Tell her: 'You know.'" Troy replied, his tone unrecognizable.
"I don't." Chad complained.
Troy smirked, "Well deal with it…"
WITH THE GIRLS:
Gabriella raised her eyebrows, annoyed why the hell Troy keeps on doing these little things that just annoys her, and then she decided to do one little stupid thing, she called Christian.
"Hey dude!" Christian's voice answered.
"Put him on the phone." She said her voice serious.
WITH THE BOYS:
"What?" Chad demanded.
Christian ignored him, "She wants to talk to you man…"
"But…umm…why?" Jason butted in.
"Yeah…why?" Zeke said, nosy as usual.
"I don't know." Christian answered, irritated by their stupid questions.
"Just let them talk you morons…" Ryan and Nick said at union, rolling their eyes at their nosiness and ability to annoy and irritate.
Troy grabbed the phone.
Before he started talking, Nick stopped him; Troy groaned and covered the phone to let his brother speak, "What?"
"Words and Temper man, Words and Temper…" Nick reminded him.
Troy ever so nodded.
Nick leaned back on his seat.
"I'm sure your girlfriends will respond nicely to the new gay you Nick…" Chad teased.
Nick smirked, "Flings, Chad…" he corrected her.
"Fag." he said, Chad didn't like any kind of correction, because he's low and so unwise.
"Committed," He retorted
Nick snorted, then added: "I'm a free man, your not…"
"SHUT UP!" Troy restrained them, rolling his eyes on the process.
Chad continued to glare at Nick.
"What?" he asked Gabriella, feigning the whole tough-voice-thing so that the conversation can stay the way he wanted it to stay.
"Stop the car." She ordered, at the same fake voice.
"What?" he asked now, confused.
She groaned, Troy swallowed because of the sound, "What are you deaf? I said, stop the car!"
Troy simply said: "I'm not stopping the car…"
"Troy!"
"NO!"
"Please…" she asked, softly.
He stepped on the breaks, unable to stop himself.
"Whipped." Chad muttered under his breath.
They all laughed.
"Okay, what is this about?" Troy demanded, ignoring the snorting
"Why did you take that route?" she asked.
"I thought we agreed that we don't stick our noses to each others doings…" he said, intentionally being a smart ass, to push her buttons.
"Troy…"
Troy sighed, there is no use in resisting Gabriella, and he stepped out of the car to give himself privacy.
The guys groaned.
He shut the car door.
"I wanted to see him…" he explained, clenching his jaw.
"Why?" she asked, voice still soft
"Why do you keep asking theses hard questions?" he asked, raising an eyebrow out of reflex
"What's so hard about 'why' huh?" Gabriella asked.
Troy didn't say anything, and just looked down shaking his head.
"You know you won't be able to take it, why do you have to be such a masochist?" Gabriella hissed.
"I'm not gay, I can take it, and I'm not the one with the tongue piercing..." Troy retorted. "...who's the masochist?"
"Asshole."
"Why do you care so much?" he asked.
"I don't care!" she insisted
"I thought you stopped caring when I slept with Amber…" Troy pressed.
He heard a door open and a door shutting. "I do not care! I'm just stating facts!" she half shouted at him.
"Oh, I'm so convinced…" he replied, sarcastically.
"Troy, turn around the other way right now! We'll wait for you…"
He sighed, "I'm not going to turn around Gabriella, plus, you just said so yourself, you don't care, so don't strain yourself…"
"You are such a…"
"I'm not turning around." he interrupted.
And by that he hung up.
WITH THE GIRLS:
She scoffed, " He hung up on me…"
Sharpay rolled her eyes, "He's Troy…"
"…he always hangs up…" Hayleigh added.
Gabriella rolled her eyes.
"So, how's my boyfriend?" Amber asked, intentionally annoying her so she would go back to her sulky self again.
"Good." Gabriella answered, indifferently.
"What were you guys talking about? I hope it's me…" Amber said, dreamily "Gosh, the way he brags…"
Kelsi stared at her wordlessly; even a mentally challenged person could tell he wasn't bragging.
"He was talking about his dead dog that we buried on that road..." Hayleigh answered, her lips twitching to a frown. "He loved that dog so much..."
"Oh," Amber leaned back on her sit; she just lost interest on whomever or whatever they talked about.
They all rolled their eyes.
Amber was three things about Amber, first, she was an airhead antagonist, second, she's an egocentric arrogant thinks-she-knows-it-all and third, she was a whoring slut.
But she was still Gabriella's sister; she loved her no matter what.
Okay, that's about it.
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xoxo,
P