Rewritten
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For the rest of the night Gabriella slept peacefully, which was weird because every night she tosses and turns. Gabriella has never had a peaceful night; she usually wakes up on the floor.
But she didn't have anything like that happen to her last night. Instead, she dreamed about Troy. Gabriella has had sex dreams before, but she never saw who the guy was, it was like he was a shadow. But instead of a shadow, it was Troy, and it was a very interesting dream.
She was against the wall, letting out moans as he nipped at her neck, trailing his tongue along her collarbone. He was rough while also being passionate. It was the greatest dream she ever had.
Anyways
When Gabriella woke up she heard the crashing noise, but ignored it. She turned on her speakers, turned on her iPod and went to the song Night Mist by Adrian von Zeigler. His music made her feel like she was in one of her dreams. And some of his music reminded her of something, she never could figure out what
She went to the kitchen and made herself a bowl of cereal. She started to sway to the music as she poured the milk. Gabriella tried to forget her dream about Troy, and she tried to forget Troy. She really shouldn't get involved with anyone; she could never risk anyone's life just for some pleasure.
She sat back down on her bed and started to eat her cereal, feeling a calm, and crediting the music as she felt herself start to meditate.
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Troy woke up with a pretty big boner. Even he was surprised by it. Luckily Chad was asleep when Troy woke up though, or else everyone in school would find out about it.
He had the most incredible dream, it was about Gabriella. Well, more like Gabriella naked under him, moaning while he thrust into her over and over. He never had a dream as detailed and intimate and sexy as the one he had last night. It was almost magical. He actually woke up a bit sweaty.
When Troy woke up his eyes widened at the sight, and he hopped up to go take a very, very cold shower. Troy didn't have to jack-off that much because he had sex at least once a day, but during the summer things started to change for him.
It literally happened over night. He just woke up and felt terrible. He felt like a whole different person. And the change happened gradually, but it happened. And Troy hasn't really slept with anyone in while. He's been finding it hard to see girls attractive. At first he thought he was turning gay, but then Gabriella showed up, and it was as if his dick started singing halleluiah.
Troy got out of the shower and put some clothes on. When he walked out of the bathroom he found Chad making eggs and bacon. "You were moaning in your sleep you know." Chad said as Troy sat down at their little kitchen counter.
"Uh-huh." That's what Troy says when he doesn't know what else to say.
Chad grabbed two plates, put bacon and eggs on one, and just eggs on the other. "Order up…They're not as good as yours, but I am trying." Chad said as he sat down with the two plates and looked at Troy with a huge smile.
Troy however looked at Chad confused, yet also amused. "Dude, it's two pm."
Chad slapped a hand to his face. "Damn it. Oh well, it's still food…By the way Taylor's coming over later."
"You might want to talk to me before you make plans like that. I live here too you know. What if I invited the whole team to watch the game tonight? Then what would you do about Taylor" Troy said mockingly.
Chad looked at him confused for a second before chuckling to say, "Very funny. No guy takes away another guys chance to have sex, especially if the guy was going to has sex tonight. It's part of the code."
"Maybe there's more to life then sex Chad." Troy said as he took a bite of Chad's attempt to copy Troy's eggs. He spit it out as soon as it touched his tongue, and looked at Chad surprised. "What did you put in it this time?"
"Just some sugar and baking soda…I saw you put some white powder stuff in, and I didn't know whether it was sugar or baking soda. I played it safe and used both." Chad said as he took a bite and after a few seconds spit it out with a horrified expression. "Good god. What have I created?" He grabbed their plates and threw them in the trash.
"Better luck next time dude." Troy said as he went to go put on his shoes.
Chad looked at him curiously. "Where are you going?"
Troy looked up from tying his shoes and said, "I'm going to the game. It's the Sox against the Yanks, no way am I gonna miss that."
"Is that the game you have one extra ticket for?" Chad asked with hope in his voice.
Troy nodded his head, but before Chad could say anything, he said, "I've got a date."
Chad was utterly confused. "With a East High girl? To a baseball game? Troy, half girls here don't even know what a mitt is used for."
Troy was good at thinking fast, so he saved himself by saying, "I've always wanted to do it in the bathroom at Fenway. She'll probably be gone by the second inning."
"I'm your best friend, take me." Chad said as he sat down next to Troy on his bed.
Troy looked at him with an evil smirk. "Whatever happened to, no guy takes away another guys chance to have sex." He stood up and went to get his tickets in his drawer.
Troy really did buy the extra ticket for a girl. But when he met Gabriella last night, he found himself so drawn in her, and he wanted to know more about her. So, he decided to take Gabriella to the game..
Chad huffed and fell on the bed while Troy walked out of the room, but not before checking himself in the mirror quickly. He took a breath and closed the door, taking a half step to come face to face with Gabriella's door. He knocked on it a few times and waited.
He heard Celtic music playing and took a deep breath. The door opened and Gabriella's head peaked through a tiny bit. "Troy…What are you doing here?" She asked as she fully opened the door.
"I told you I'd see you tomorrow. I'm taking you out." Troy said as he leaned against the door and got a full look at her. She was wearing short-shorts and black tank-top that clung to her curves.
Gabriella forgot what she was wearing and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Nice pajamas." Troy asked with a smirk, letting his cocky side come up just a tiny bit
Gabriella looked down at herself and realized that she was showing her shoulders, which she never does. She went behind the door so Troy could only see her head. "It's really hot in here." She said as he came closer.
"So, how 'bout it?" Troy asked as he stepped inside her room.
Gabriella still felt a little uneasy with her shoulders exposed, "How 'bout what?"
Troy turned around to face her, moved closer to her and said, "How's about going out with me?"
Gabriella gulped as he took a step forward, and another, and another, until he was right next to her face. Since she's shorter than him he was towering over her, but he had a happy smirk on his face. Gabriella doesn't wear heels, and Troy doesn't like it when the girls he's with are only a couple of centimeters below him. For some reason he liked looking down at her.
"It depends on where you'd be taking me." Gabriella said back with a tiny grin as she regained her confidence and remembered that she doesn't fear anything.
Troy frowned and pulled two tickets out. "I know you probably don't want to go to this, but if we stop by Fenway for a second to see the score we can go to some club after."
Gabriella stared at the tickets in shock for a moment before snatching them out of his hand. "The opening tickets for the Red Sox game, oh my god. Are these real?"
Troy looked at her with a shocked and amused smile. "I'll take that as a yes. The game starts in twenty minutes."
"I'll go with you, but it's not a date." Gabriella said as she gave him the tickets back and ran to her dresser to grab some clothes before running in the bathroom. "I'll be out in a minute."
Troy sighed and sat down. Every girl that has said that to him took at least thirty minutes to get dressed and put their makeup on. The game started in about twenty minutes and he really didn't want to be late. But he really wanted to go with Gabriella.
Two minutes later Gabriella came out of the bathroom while putting her hair up. She was wearing dark jean shorts, and a black tank-top under a light blue button down shirt that went down to her thighs and was obviously too large for her.
Troy looked at her with sincere surprise."That was fast."
"I said I'd be out in a minute." Gabriella said as she looked down to put on her flip flops.
Troy stood up and walked over to her. "Every girl I've been on a date with has taken at least twenty minutes to get dressed, get their makeup on, and choose their shoes and other little stuff that they think is important."
"All I need is my wallet." Gabriella said as she stood up and took out her black wallet from her back pocket. Troy took his wallet out of his jean pocket too and surprisingly, their wallets looked very similar, only his was more brownish then her black one.
They both chuckled before Troy said, "Ready to go?"
"Why do you want to go with me? This is the opening game for the Red Sox, why didn't you assume that I'm just like all the other girls here?"Gabriella asked as they walked out her door.
Troy smirked as they walked down the hallway while saying, "I want to know more about you, and after meeting you yesterday, I'm pretty sure that you're not like the other girls here."
They walked down the stairs and out the door. Luckily for Troy everyone was either off campus or in their dorm rooms, since it was a Saturday no one really did much until it was night time. They walked to the parking lot and on the way, Troy asked a few questions, determined to know more about this mysterious girl. "So what classes are you thinking of majoring in?" Troy asked as a light breeze blew by them.
Since Gabriella's a transfer, they made her take a test to determine what level she would be at. She is more advanced than most of the people in the school, including some of the teachers, but she still wants to do some normal classes. "I passed that stupid math test, so I don't have to take a math class. But I'm in AP Literature, AP Biology, AP Chemistry, Anatomy, Geology, AP History, and I really need to finish First Aid…What about you?" Gabriella said as if she didn't have enough classes.
Troy looked a bit shocked. Those were a lot of advanced classes. "I'm doing Biology, and Chemistry too, but I'm also in the Calculus class. Plus I'm on the Basket ball team too…Why are you taking college credit classes?"
"They're really easy. It's kind of difficult to explain, but I like having a lot of work to do, it gets my mind off things." Gabriella said but slowed down her sentence when she saw Troy walk to a Motorcycle and stand next to it.
Troy looked at her with a tiny smirk and swung the keys on his fingers. "Hop on." He said as he tossed her a helmet.
She caught the helmet and smiled as she scoffed. "A motorcycle, really?"
"Yep, why have a car when every place is so close. And you can avoid traffic on this baby." Troy said as he got on the bike and looked at Gabriella with a smirk, and she couldn't help but let out a little giggle.
She got on the bike and they were off. Gabriella put her arms around Troy as they started picking up some speed, and Troy tried to stay focused on the road and not the girl of his dreams that was holding on to him. He felt a surge of warmth go through him as Gabriella held on to him tight. Even though the wind was cold, with Gabriella's arms wrapped around him tight, he felt like there was a fire behind him. He felt her breath on the back of his neck, and was worried he was going to crash. He was happy when they got to their destination.
They got to Fenway with no problems, and as they got off the bike Gabriella looked up at Fenway Park with an adoring little smile. "I've never been here."
"I've been to every game." Troy said as he gave his tickets to the usher.
Gabriella looked around with a curious smile. They got to their seats as the game was just about to start. "Do you want something to eat?" Troy asked with absolutely no nervousness in him. He found himself really relaxed around Gabriella, and he was confident, but he kept that to a minimal.
"I'll have a beer and a hot dog with nothing on it, and could you get some Tabasco sauce." Gabriella pulled out her wallet and took out ten bucks, but Troy shook his head.
"I got it." He said as he got up.
Gabriella eyed him curiously. "You pay for all you dates?"
"So it's a date now huh?" Troy asked with a smirk. Gabriella rolled her eyes but Troy saw the little smile she made. He went down the stands and went to get food.
He saw two weird looking men, but he didn't pay much attention to them, he just noticed that they looked very serious. They both had black sunglasses on, black ties, white shirt, black overcoat, and their hair was slick and short. They didn't have buzz cuts, just slick short and straight hair. One had light brown, and the other had blond. They looked like they were from the Men in black. Troy chuckled at himself for thinking that stupidly, but he had no idea, at least not yet.
Gabriella also noticed these men, and she eyed them curiously, but with a little grin. "They're pretty good to have found me so quickly, got to give them that." Gabriella thought to herself as she thought of how these two men had found her. She saw them last night, but she didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just a coincidence.
A few minutes later Troy came back with the beers, courtesy of his fake ID, a bottle of Tabasco sauce, and her plain hot dog. Gabriella eyed him curiously and asked, "Did someone put you up to this?"
"What?" Troy asked as he sat down confused.
Gabriella grabbed the Tabasco sauce and poured have of it on her hot dog, and some in her beer while saying; "Did someone make you ask me to this game, which is by the way, not a date.
"Why would you think that? Just because I'm friends with people that I don't really like, and there's an unspoken rule saying that I wouldn't get involved with people like you, doesn't mean that someone would make me do this." Troy said as he started to get irritated with himself. He wasn't really allowed to be with her, he isn't even allowed to talk to her, let alone want to be with her.
Gabriella put some more of the Tabasco sauce in her beer and made sure her hot dog was drenched in it. "That's exactly why I think someone put you up to this… It wasn't my mother was it? Are you the reason that they know where I am?"
He stared at her take a sip of the Tabasco beer in shock. "You know what you just put in there, right?" Troy asked as he looked at her intrigued.
"I like really spicy stuff, and it kind of changes the water. Beer has a lot of water in it." Gabriella said as she took another sip.
"Why do you care that it changes the water?" Troy asked as he suddenly became more interested in her then the game.
Gabriella sighed before answering, "Water makes me feel sick. I don't like it."
Troy was officially baffled by this girl. She was different than anyone he'd ever met. "Why?" He heard himself say.
Gabriella looked at him with tiny smile that Troy could have sworn was a little seductive. "Wouldn't you like to know." She said coyly as she looked into his eyes for a second before looking at his lips and then back to the game.
Troy stared at her for a moment before saying, "You're different."
"Really?" Her tone was sarcastic, but he she kept her eyes on the game. Something about Troy made Gabriella feel nervous and vulnerable, and that scared her because she never feels that way. Gabriella is always fearless, and what scared her the most, is that the reason for these new feelings, was Troy.
Troy took a sip of his beer. "Yeah." At first he was shocked by her beauty. But there are a lot of beautiful girls at East High. Troy's finding this girl mysterious; he just wants to know everything about her.
"You're different too." She said with a calm voice as she took a bite out of her hot dog.
Troy looked at her with raised eyebrows. "How so?"
Gabriella took a sip of her beer before looking at him to say, "You're at a baseball game, with a girl that you don't know anything about."
"You're the one that agreed to come with me." Troy said as an amused smile formed on his lips. Gabriella was so easy, and fun to talk to.
Gabriella scoffed before saying, "No person in their right mind would ever pass up a Red Sox VS Yankees game…I'm only human."
Troy chuckled for a little bit before saying, "So you're saying that you wouldn't go on a date with me?"
"I don't do dates." Gabriella said quickly as she tried to pay attention to the game. She couldn't believe that she was paying more attention to Troy then the game.
Troy was suddenly even more intrigued then he already was. After a few seconds of thinking about it, he came to the conclusion that it was going to be his mission to take Gabriella Montez out on a date. "So, you wouldn't even go on a date with me?" Troy asked, noticing that she kinda like his confident side.
Gabriella was silent for a few seconds. "Not even one."
"What do call this then?" Troy asked, very amused. This girl was becoming a challenge to him, and Troy never really had a challenge before. He was finding this fun, and interesting.
Gabriella looked at him before quickly looking back at the game. "This is…a free baseball game, for me. Plus first games of the season tickets are pretty expensive…Anyone would be crazy not to go."
"And I had nothing to do with your decision to come with me?" Troy asked with a little smirk.
He saw Gabriella open her mouth to say something, but when she closed it again, he smirked. She was about to say something, but it was suddenly announced that the game was over. "Ladies and Gents, it seems that the Yanks better go back to Spring Training, because this game is ending in a mercy rule. 23-2 Red Sox, after only four innings. Looks like our Sox starting out well this year."
Gabriella looked out on the field in shock. She basically missed the entire game because of Troy Bolton. "At least the Red Sox won." Troy said, looking at the big screen as they showed the stats.
"Well, this certainly was nice." Gabriella said as she stood up.
Troy smirked at her. "You didn't think that was it, did you?"
"What else could their possibly be, an after game?" Gabriella asked, using her sarcasm to hide her nervousness.
Troy just chuckled with a smirk and said, "There's still the matter of dinner."
Gabriella's mouth opened, but then it closed again. She had never considered going out on a date before. Of course she's had offers, but she never had the time for dates, plus she never considered going on them. She always expected a date to be boring and not fun, plus she's never sure when the Feds might show up. But Troy seemed a bit different.
"I'll pay." Troy said, knowing that she wouldn't just agree.
Gabriella eyed him curiously before asking, "Why do you want to go out with me?"
Troy smiled his signature cheeky smirk, leaned closer to her face and said, "You intrigue me."
Gabriella stepped closer to him and stood on her tip toes to whisper against his lips, "Better be good food."
Troy fought the sudden urged to grab her and kiss her. He never really felt that kind of pull before. Most of his random sex didn't really include kissing. But he's never felt a surge of something run through him that basically commanded him to kiss her. Troy would've just kissed her, but she's not like every other girl, and he didn't want to just kiss her, he actually wanted to kiss her in a special way.
"I can offer you the wonderful hospitality of a diner." Troy said with a cheeky smile.
For some reason Gabriella liked his confidence, she thought it was sexy and comical, but she wasn't going to tell him that. "Fine, but it's not a date." She said as they started to walk down the stairs of the stadium.
"Sure." Troy said with a little smirk behind her, but Gabriella could tell by his tone that he didn't believe her. She rolled her eyes.
It wasn't until they were at the bottom, that Gabriella remembered the guys in black suits. She felt them following them, and she grinned, a certain part of her coming up while the other went down.
Gabriella grabbed Troy's hand and quickly ran to his motorcycle. "I thought this wasn't going to be a date." Troy said, looking down at their joined hands. She turned to look at him for a second before turning back to keep running. Troy saw something different in her eyes, they were a bit darker, and the spark was more evident, plus they turned a bit purple.
Gabriella chuckled as they got to his motorcycle. She got on and said, "Give me the keys."
"What?" Troy asked, confusion written all over his face.
She could take him with her, it would bring up some questions, but the real Gabriella would have to deal with that. She looked behind him to see the two men in the black suits running out. She grinned. "Give me the keys, and get on."
Troy looked at her grin before slowly giving her the keys. He got on behind her and asked, "Do you even know how to drive a motorcycle?"
She chuckled before saying, "You have no idea." She put the keys in and started the bike up, but she held the brake and let it build up. She looked to her left to see the guys running over to them. "Catch me if you can." She said with a cool demeanor before letting go of the brake and speeding off with the front of the bike in the air.
Troy's eyes widened as the bike went speeding through the parking lot. She was going extremely fast, and it wasn't until he looked behind him that he saw a car following them, they were catching up, but Troy knew his bike could go faster "What's going on?" Troy asked as the wind hit him a bit.
"You're not scared yet?" She asked as she turned a sharp corner, but the bike didn't even wobble.
"Should I be?" Troy asked as he wondered what was going on. He was confused. Why was a car was chasing them? And why was she driving so fast.
She looked back at him for a second. "You're about to be." Troy gulped as she quickly and easily turned the bike around in one fluid move. The car behind them came to an abrupt stop and she just smirked. "Idiots." She muttered under her breath with an coy smile.
Before he could say anything, the bike zoomed off towards the car. Troy's eyes widened, he was certain that they were going to hit the car and die. But that didn't happen.
Instead, she pulled up on the handles, and the bike went over the hood of the car, drove over the top, and landed on the ground behind it. Troy turned his head around and saw the two guys in the car looking at them with expressionless faces.
Gabriella chuckled and continued to drive. The car behind them started going at them, backwards. When they turned a corner, the car went backwards one more time before going straight again.
"How well can you drive this thing?" She asked as they started to speed down the highway.
"I'm one of the best." Troy said trying not to scream as they passed cars.
She looked back at him for a second before saying, "Drive…Fast too."
"What?" Troy asked. But before he got an answer, Gabriella started to move.
She put her legs behind him and quickly moved. Troy grabbed the handles as quick as possible. "Hope you're not scared." She said as she smiled.
"What's going on?" Troy asked as he drove the bike a bit faster than her. She's is a really good driver, but Troy's better.
She turned around so her back was against Troy, and she was facing the car that was chasing them. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." She said as she pulled out her gun from her pocket.
"At this point, I'll believe anything." Troy said as he dodged a few cars and headed off the freeway, on a road that had one or two cars.
She smiled as she readied her gun. "Just keep driving pretty boy." She said as she pointed her gun at the car that was catching up. She noticed them taking out their guns as soon as they saw hers pointed at them. She slowly put a silencer on and grinned when they started to shoot.
"What the hell." Troy said as he ducked his head.
"Relax. They're horrible shots when they drive." She said with a calm voice that Troy knew sounded amused.
Troy tried to focus on the road. "You aren't freaked out?"
Troy felt her shrug her shoulder. "You get used to it after seven years."
Troy didn't know what to make of that, but he made a note to himself to ask her about it, if they made it out of here alive.
She pointed the gun to the tires and took one shot. The car tire blew, but they tried to keep the car going. It wobbled a bit, but it still continued to chase after them. She aimed quickly and shot the other one in the front.
She smirked. "She must really want me back." Chuckling at the fact that they were still trying to keep the car running on two tires.
"Are you shooting at them too?" Troy asked as he turned another corner.
She grinned and asked, "Are you scared now?" Before he got a chance to answer, she fired at the other two tires. "Stop the bike."
Troy stopped the bike and she got off, walked over to the car that was slowly sliding to a stop. Troy watched her walk for a few seconds before getting off the bike and following her to the car. He noticed that there were no cars around, and they were the only ones on this road.
The two guys got out of the car and came forward with guns in their hands. Troy stayed behind Gabriella, but he was too curious to run away, like he should have. "Drop the guns boys." She said as she stepped forward with a calm smile.
The two guys didn't listen and instead just raised them. Gabriella rolled her eyes before pointed her gun at them and shot once at each of them. The guns flew from their hands and landed on the ground behind them. Troy was shocked. She did that without even taking aim.
"They never learn." Gabriella said as she stepped a bit closer, and then stopped when she saw the face of one of the guys. "You again, I thought I killed you…Robinson right?" She said as the guy just stood his ground and kept his face straight. She turned to look at his right and said, "Who's your new partner?"
"Jackson." The guy said as he started to pull out his other gun.
But Robinson stopped him by putting a hand on his. "We're not allowed to kill her."
"That's right. They need me alive, or else Maria will kill them. It's a real shame you guys can't catch me though." She said as looked behind her to see Troy staring at the scene happening in front of him. "Relax pretty boy. If they can't kill me, they certainly can't kill you."
"But we can hold him for conspiracy." Jackson said as Robinson rolled his eyes at his new partner. Jackson's is a bit newer, and a little bit reckless.
"Conspiracy?" Troy asked with confusion.
Robinson looked at her amused and said, "So you haven't told your boyfriend about anything."
"That's not my problem, it's hers. I'm doing my part; she can do hers on her own time." She said as she shot the gun off Jackson.
Troy wondered who she was talking about. But before he could ask, she shot at Jackson's leg. The guy yelped in pain and cried out, "Oh God."
"Relax. You're not dying…I swear, they get worse every year." She said with a little chuckle.
"Look Gabriella. We both know that you're not going to kill us, or come with us. So let's try something new." Robinson suggested with a cop smile.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm listening." She hoped that they would offer to leave her alone, for good, but she knew that wasn't going happen, but she would listen anyway. It was all sort of like a game to her, she didn't really care what happened, or where she ended up. It was all fun, in a way. She just loves that risk, and the fact that she's basically an adrenalin junkie.
"Come with us, and we'll leave you alone for the rest of the year." Robinson said as Jackson started to calm down.
She scoffed their petty excuse of a deal. "No fucking way." She said slowly as she let a sly grin form on her lips.
Jackson stumbled back up and asked, "What's his name."
Robinson sighed and rolled his eyes. "You need a new partner. This guy's an idiot." She said, scoffing at the fact that he thinks she's just going to tell them Troy's name.
"Just get in the car, and shut up." Robinson said to Jackson as he started walking back to their car.
Jackson slowly followed, limping on the way. "Robinson." She said as he opened his car door and turned to her. "Make it more of a challenge next time." She said as she waved good bye with a smirk and started walking back to Troy's bike.
"That's it? We're just going to let her go?" Jackson asked in disbelief as he got in the car.
Robinson turned to him and said, "You're new. Me, and a hundred others have been on her case for years. Don't underestimate her. Just because she's good with a gun, doesn't mean she doesn't have other qualities."
Jackson was about to ask some more questions, but he decided against it as they waited for their backup to come and pick them up.
She waited on the back of the bike for Troy to get on, but when he didn't move, she said, "Are you waiting for me to start stripping, or are you going to start the bike, and go to the diner you're taking Gabriella to?"
Troy could hear the sarcasm in her voice, but he was still confused. "Why do you keep talking in third person?" Troy asked as he got on the bike and turned the keys.
"Give her two minutes, and she'll be happy to answer your questions…All of them." Gabriella said with a mischievous smile. "I wonder why she likes you. I mean, you're hot, but kind of slow." She said as she let her hair down and leaned back as the motorcycle stopped at a red light.
"What?" Troy asked, confusion written all over his face.
She closed her eyes as the bike started up again, and said, "Gabriella. She likes you."
"I was under the impression that you were Gabriella." Troy said with a confused smirk.
She chuckled and said, "You're hot, confident, funny, and very brave. I'm pretty sure she likes that." Troy was about to say something, but she said, "She'll be back in a few seconds. Make sure you tell her that I told you to ask her all the questions."
Before Troy could say anything else, he heard Gabriella groan and sit straight, leaning her head against his back. "You wanna tell me what's going on now?" Troy asked as he turned a corner.
"I'm so sorry that you had to deal with her." Gabriella said as she rubbed her head, she was getting a little headache.
Troy shrugged his shoulders. "She's was interesting. But who was she?"
"I'm gonna take a wild guess and say that she told you to ask me all the questions." She said as she started relaxed a bit.
"Yeah." Troy said with a little chuckle.
Gabriella groaned and muttered, "That bitch."
"Do you have a multiple personality disorder, of something like that?" Troy asked as the bike came to a stop.
Gabriella quickly shook her head. "No."
They walked in the door, and as soon as they did, Troy pulled her back out. "Let's just take a ride somewhere. I know a great little place."
"You mean a great little place that your friends don't know about." She said with a little chuckle as they got back on the motorcycle and they were off again.
Troy sighed. "I don't want to deal with them…and I have a lot of questions for you."
Gabriella held on to him tightly as they speeded down the street. "I guess I owe you that, after you met her."
"Question number one, why are you so warm right now?" He asked, remembering that she was really warm against him when they were riding on the bike, and she was really warm right now.
"I don't know. I'm usually always cold." She said with a shrug.
Troy nodded his head, not really understanding, but really curious. "Ok…Question number two, why are you cold all the time?"
"Aren't you going to ask me about the shooting and the FBI?" Gabriella asked, a little amused that he was so calm about all this.
"I'll be asking the questions here." Troy said with a little smirk.
Gabriella sighed. "I don't know why I'm cold all the time. I was just born like that."
"Question number three, why don't you cut your hair?"
Gabriella was seriously surprised by these questions. "I like it the way it is."
Troy said chuckled silently. "Why were people shooting at us?" He asked as he got more and more curious by the second.
There it was; the question she was waiting for. "I already told you I'm a wanted criminal."
"I didn't think you were serious about that." Troy said as he turned another corner.
"Well, I was." Gabriella said as the bike started to stop.
Troy pulled the key out and waited for Gabriella to get off. "What could you have possibly done to have the FBI your trail?"
"It's kind of hard to explain." She said as she got off the bike and walked into the diner with him.
Troy smiled at her as he held the door open. "I've got lots of time."
Gabriella looked around. It was a nice place, and it was styled like a 50s malt shop. There was a jukebox, records on the wall, cheesy trinkets, and other little things. "Cool." Gabriella said as they sat down on a stool with a checkered pattern.
"I'll have a vanilla malt." Troy said to the old guy that came up to them behind his counter to get their orders.
Gabriella looked at the man with a tiny smile before saying, "Chocolate malt…and, do you have the extreme spicy Tabasco sauce?"
The old man nodded and went to get their orders. Troy looked at her with a curious look. "What's with the Tabasco sauce?"
"I already told you. It kinda replaces the water, and I like spicy stuff." Gabriella said as she looked at him with a calm smile.
Troy liked that smile, it made her look mysterious, as if she were hiding something, which he knew she was. "Do you mind explaining that a bit more?" Troy asked as the old man came back with their orders, and Gabriella's Tabasco sauce.
Gabriella grabbed the bottle of Tabasco, held it up to him. "Take a sip…a long sip."
He looked at her like she was crazy for a second, but when the amused, yet serious expression remained on her face, he took the bottle. He liked spicy, but he wasn't crazy enough to have a sip of pure Tabasco sauce. However, he wanted answers, and he was going to get them, by any means possible.
He slowly moved the bottle to his lips, tilting his head up to get the Tabasco in his mouth. He heard Gabriella giggle, but it barely helped the stinging sensation that went through his mouth, and he hadn't even swallowed it yet.
He brought the bottle back down, but held it in his hands as he stayed still. The Tabasco was still in his mouth, but he was afraid of swallowing, afraid it would make his throat burn and bleed.
"Just spit it out already." Gabriella said with a giggle. Troy hadn't moved for a minute or so, and Gabriella was impressed that he could keep it in his mouth for that long.
Troy spit the sauce out of his mouth into the water that was next to him, it wasn't his water, in fact, he wasn't even sure that it was water. He just needed to get that sauce out of him as quick as possible.
Gabriella giggled again when Troy took long sips out of his malt. After a few seconds, Troy looked up at her with a curious look and asked, "How did that explain anything?"
Gabriella took the Tabasco bottle from him. "Observe."
She brought the bottle up to her lips without hesitation, and took a little breath before taking four big gulps. Troy watched her with wide eyes. Drinking plain Tabasco sauce is hard, but she was basically drinking the extreme spicy Tabasco sauce.
After the last gulp, she brought the bottle back down and smiled. She looked normal, completely calm, as if she had just drunk water. She was really surprised to see that Troy was so calm about everything, including this. But she still had to be careful, she didn't want to tell him too much, and that was what had her mind worrying. She somehow ended up telling him a lot of things about herself so far, and that was scaring her, she usually never even talks to anyone, but she was having conversations with Troy. But she did feel like Troy deserved some answers, he did after all have to encounter her.
"As cool as that was…it didn't explain much." Troy said cheekily with a smile.
Gabriella chuckled. "I know, but I just wanted to leave your mind wondering, because I can't show you here."
"After the malts, you can come to my dorm. My roommate isn't going to be there." Troy said as he took a sip of his malt.
Gabriella thought it over while putting Tabasco sauce in her malt "Fine." Troy didn't pay much attention to it this time though, he felt himself getting used to seeing her put Tabasco sauce in everything.
He took the bottle from her and put some in his malt. Gabriella looked at him surprised. "Might as well try, you seem to enjoy it." He said as he put the bottle back down and took a little sip. Gabriella was clearly amused. She had never seen someone try something that was normal to her, and Troy even seemed to like it. She chuckled when he took another sip. "So what's your favorite color?" He asked, suddenly out of the blue.
"Why do you ask that?" She asked, utterly confused.
Troy looked at her before saying, "Since I have to wait to ask you the questions that I need to ask, I might as well just ask you some other questions."
For some reason, Troy kept telling himself that the only reason he was with her in the first place was to get laid, and now he was just telling himself that he only wanted answers as to why he was shot at. He didn't want to admit the real reason to himself yet. He was feeling things that he's never felt for a girl.
"Dark red." Gabriella said, keeping it short, trying to hint that she didn't really want to elaborate on her answer. She never even really talks to people, and she just told Troy what her favorite color is.
Troy slowly nodded his head. He was surprised by the answer, but of course he didn't show that he was surprised. After spending half a day with her, he could tell that her favorite color wasn't going to be pink. But he expected a bright color if not pink, like yellow, bright red, or orange.
"What's so special about dark red?" He heard himself say. He wasn't planning on asking her that, it's just a color. But his curiosity beat his moral protests.
Gabriella closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "It's the color of hate, anger, fury, blood, and lust."
Troy gulped at the last word. He liked the way her lips said that word, slowly and softly. But she forgot something, red is also the color of another thing, and he was surprised that she didn't mention it. "What about love, romance? Those are also described as being of the color red."
"There's no such thing as love…and romance was taken over by corporations to make money off of people." Gabriella said before taking a sip of her malt.
She was seriously thinking about leaving, she didn't need to tell Troy why people were shooting at them, he would just tell the whole world. Or, at least she thought he would. Plus, he was asking her too many questions. It's not that she hates questions; it's just that she was admitting a lot of stuff to Troy, and she rarely ever answers someone's questions.
Troy felt the same way about love and romance, only his mind was quickly changing after the first two minutes he spent with Gabriella. "You've never been in love?" Troy asked with a doubtful look. He was now convinced that Gabriella didn't believe in love because she was in love once, but it ended horribly.
"I've never been in love…I can't fall in love." Gabriella said with a calm and sincere voice.
Troy could tell she was telling the truth by the tone of her voice, but that made him more curious. Why didn't she believe in love, there had to be a reason, and Troy wanted to know that reason. He knew that he should be in his dorm with a girl that he would forget the next day, but instead, he was here, with Gabriella Montez, asking her questions that had nothing to do with sex, or leading them to having sex.
"Why?" Troy asked in a simple and curious voice.
Gabriella looked at him to see him staring at her. She silently chuckled. "I can't tell you that."
That got Troy a little irritated. He was chased, shot at, and she wasn't even going to answer a simple question. "Why not?" It came out a little bit harsher then he intended it to.
Gabriella wasn't affected by it; she just gave him a tiny smile that showed she was amused. "Fine…I can't fall in love because, there's only one person in the world I can fall in love with. If I kiss any other guy in the world that's not the right guy, he might die, or something worse might happen to him…For all I know, the guy could be married, or on the other side of the world, or he could be dead…Even if I did find him, I wouldn't let him to be with me."
"Why?" Troy asked, feeling like he was being told a story, and he desperately wanted to know how it ended.
Gabriella rolled her eyes before saying, "Can you say anything else?"
"Can you answer the question?" Troy said back, knowing that Gabriella was just trying to stall. He could tell that she didn't really want to tell him, and he didn't want to push her, but he deserved to know, and he wanted to know too.
Gabriella closed her eyes and took a breath before opening them again. She turned towards Troy with her calm expression on before saying, "If I have a relationship with that guy, he would have to go through the things that I go through…Police, Maria, no sex-"
"Wait, wait. You've never had sex?" Troy cut her off by asking with a high and nervous voice. The concept was weird. Sex was great, everyone should experience it.
Gabriella shook her head with a little chuckle before saying, "I'm not allowed to."
Troy's blinked his eyes and few times before asking, "Why?"
"You seriously need to expand your vocabulary." Gabriella said with a giggle before taking a quick sip of her malt.
Troy sighed. "You seriously need to answer my questions better."
Gabriella rolled her eyes at his voice. "If you're trying to intimidate me, you're doing a horrible job." She said as she turned to him with a calm expression that Troy was starting to hate. He couldn't tell what she was thinking when she had that look on, and Troy always liked to know what people were thinking.
"Just answer the question…Why can't you have sex?" He said, looking into her eyes, which he could see were back to their normal color, chocolate brown.
Gabriella tried to avert her eyes from his, but she just couldn't. They were so blue, and luring, like there was a sirens song that was trapped in his eyes, and it came out in color, luring people to him. Gabriella was waiting for something to happen. Either Troy freaks out, or he tells everyone and then she has to deal with another move. Either way, she was waiting for something to happen.
"I can't die, and if I have sex with that guy, he won't be able to either. They also become a weakness in a way that I can't really explain…and I couldn't give that burden to someone. Not even if I loved them." Gabriella said with a shaky voice before she took another look at Troy. His eyes widened and his mouth was hanging open.
She could tell that he was shocked and the fact that he didn't say anything for thirty seconds made Gabriella a bit angry. Not only at him, but at herself, she told him because she thought he might be different, but now she doubted that he wasn't any different than her mother.
She stood up and started to walk out the door, but when her hand was on the door handle, Troy's hand was on her wrist, stopping her in her tracks. She slowly turned to him with confusion when he said, "Don't go. Just…don't go."
Gabriella could tell that he was trying to find the right words so that she wouldn't leave. He opened the door and led her to his motorcycle. He leaned against it and took a deep breath.
"Troy…I understand that you think I'm weird, and stuff like that…And I understand if you're mad at me, but it's not my fault that the two of you were chased." Gabriella said as she stood in front of him, waiting for a reaction, or anything to come out of him. She couldn't believe that he was so calm about this; she was honestly waiting for him to yell at her or leave her stranded. Not talk to her and take her out to eat ice cream.
"Just tell me…everything. I don't think you're a freak. I'm just…curious. I want to know." Troy said with a calm expression that would give Gabriella's a run for her money. But his eyes told a different story.
Gabriella might not show her emotions, but she could read other people's emotions like a book, no matter who they are. Troy Bolton was a different case though. His eyes were the only thing that he couldn't hide. You can't see anything on the outside, but Gabriella could see everything in his exotic, electrifying, luring blue eyes that made Gabriella slightly nervous, and like I said before, Gabriella never gets nervous.
She looked around to see that the place was basically deserted before saying, "I can't die…That's probably the reason that I'm not afraid of anything." She gave him a tiny smile, as if she just realized that herself. She took another deep breath before continuing. "It's hard to explain. But I was born like this…My father was killed, and I don't know how, I only know who killed him."
Before she could say anything else, Troy interrupted her, "Who killed him?"
"Do you mind if I finish before you ask me questions?" Gabriella said while sitting down on the ground in front of Troy.
"Sorry." He said with a shrug while he sat down in front of her and leaned on his bike.
Gabriella hid her smile at the sight of him. He looked relaxed, calm, and yet so interested in her. She pushed those thoughts away. "My mother is basically the secretary of defense. She and my father had a…one night stand. She got him drunk, and a week later, I popped up…It was almost as if she planned the whole thing. I bet she did…They killed my father a year after I was born."
"Who's they?" Troy asked, ignoring what she said before about interrupting her.
Gabriella rolled her eyes before saying, "I just told you that my mother worked for the secretary of defense…They did experiments on my father in exchange for my safety…I was a baby, I didn't even know what was happening. They used me against him, and the fact that I couldn't do anything about it kills me."
Troy slightly winced when her voice got a bit louder. He was thankful that the place was literally deserted. "Gabriella, you really can't blame yourself over that. You were just a baby; it's not your fault." He said with a voice that said he was sorry, but not super sorry. He could tell that Gabriella didn't really like people being sentimental over her, so he didn't really pat her shoulder or let her cry on him.
Another thing that confused him, Gabriella wasn't crying. She just looked a little irritated and mad. But no tears, she wasn't even holding back any tears. Truth is; Gabriella hasn't cried since she was nine months old. "I know it's not my fault. It's…my mothers. She had sex with him so that when I was born, she could use me against him…He was human, but different." She said softly, but stopped when she took another deep breath.
"Describe different." Troy said, getting more, and more interested.
Gabriella stood up and said, "That's classified."
Troy chuckled at her fake serious cop voice. "I still have some questions."
"You're lucky you even got one answer…Maybe I'll answer more later." She said as she looked down at him.
He stood up and standing in front of her. "Well, for your safety, I'm taking you back to your dorm."
"My safety…You're funny." She said as he got on his bike and so did she.
Troy turned the key and the motor started. Gabriella wrapped her arms around Troy from behind while he said, "A pretty girl like you can't walk alone on the streets at this time of night."
Gabriella froze; Troy was going to ask if she was okay because she didn't say anything for a minute. But then she said, "You think I'm pretty?"
Troy heard the disbelief in her voice. He chuckled and said, "I'd be an idiot not to think you're pretty." Gabriella's never blushed before, but Troy Bolton just made her blush. Troy felt Gabriella's body get warmer, and when they stopped at a red light, he turned around to see her red. "Are you…are you blushing?" He asked with a cheeky and amused smile.
"No." Gabriella said quickly as she turned her head to the side so Troy couldn't see the redness on her cheeks.
Troy chuckled and turned back to the road. "I made you blush." He said with a cocky and teasing voice.
"You didn't make me blush…I don't blush." Gabriella said with a slightly stubborn voice that made Troy chuckle.
"Everyone blushes."
"Even you?" Gabriella asked back, with a mocking smile.
Troy didn't even hesitate to say, "Ok. Everyone except me blushes."
"And what, pray tell, makes you so special?" Gabriella asked with some sarcasm, but Troy could picture a little smile on her face.
Troy turned a corner as they entered the school grounds and went to park his bike. "I can't get embarrassed, mainly because, no one had the guts to come up to my face and say something that would make me turn red."
"You seem awfully full of yourself." She said as he turned off the bike, but continued to sit, with Gabriella's arms around him.
They stayed like that for a few seconds, waiting for the other to move, but they didn't. He cheekily smiled before asking, "Are you enjoying this position, or do you just like me a lot?"
Gabriella rolled her eyes at the cockiness in his voice. She slowly got off the bike and felt a sense of loss, one that didn't sit well with her.
"Goodbye." She said quickly as she turned to walk back to her dorm building.
Troy stopped her again, but this time with words. "After today, the least you can give me is chance of walking you back to your room…We are in the same building after all."
She turned back around and saw him walking closer to her with a cocky smirk. She suspected that he was positive she was going to say yes. But those smirks on his face made her want to slap him, and then kiss him. HOLD UP! Kiss him? Where the hell did that come from? Gabriella's never thought about kissing someone before, but then again, she did have a pretty hot sex dream about Troy last night, and she's never had one of those before either.
"You didn't get "lucky" tonight. So aren't you going to head over to….what's her name…Sharpay?" Gabriella said with teasing voice as she turned back around and kept walking, trying to ignore the fact that Troy was right behind her with a smirk that she actually found sexy.
Troy winced that the mention of Sharpay. He shuddered at the thought of being in her pink dorm room, he almost threw-up at the thought of having sex with her. He heard Gabriella stifle a giggle. "Who said I wanted to get "lucky" tonight?" He asked as he walked up beside her.
"You're a guy. That's what all guys want, and I'm pretty sure that's all that you want from me." Gabriella said as she walked a bit faster.
Troy met her speed with ease. "Maybe I'm different."
"Common fact: Relationships are built on physical attraction." Gabriella said with a little chuckle while walking a tiny bit faster.
Troy kept up with her easily, much to Gabriella's dismay. "So we have a relationship now?" He asked with a teasing voice.
Gabriella scoffed before running off. She turned her head to see Troy running up to her. "You wish." She yelled back at him as she ran faster and faster, but Troy's really fast, and was right on her tail.
They raced to their building and unfortunately for Gabriella, Troy won. He waited for her by leaning on the wall with a cocky smirk on his face. He looked around to make sure no one was around before following her up the stairs and to their floor.
"No gloating?" Gabriella asked as they walked down their hallway.
"No prize?" Troy asked back, cheekily. Gabriella rolled her eyes, but couldn't hide the tiny smile that graced her lips. They reached their doors and Gabriella gave him one last look before turning to her door and opening it. "Whoa, wait…No goodbye?" Troy asked, mentally hitting himself for not wanting her to go.
She slowly turned back around to face him with a calm smile before saying, "Goodbye."
Troy didn't want her to go, he didn't know why; he just didn't want her to go. "Wait." Gabriella turned back around with confusion before he continued, "Can I come in?" He asked, trying not to sound like he just wanted to stay with her for a little bit longer.
Gabriella stood still for a few seconds, as if she was thinking very hard. She turned back around and Troy thought that her answer was going to be no, but then she said, "Sure." He smiled and followed her in.
"Look who finally decided to show up. I've been waiting here since four-" A voice started, but stopped when it saw Troy.
Troy looked around, but saw no one. He heard Gabriella groan, and became utterly confused. He didn't say anything, she didn't say anything, so who was speaking. There was no one in the room except them.
"Oh no. I'll never hear the end of this one." Gabriella said as Troy closed the door behind her.
Troy looked at her confused and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I have a pest problem." She said while looking down.
Troy followed her gaze and saw a dog, but it was slightly bigger than other dogs, and had characteristics of a wolf. In fact, Troy wouldn't be surprised if it was a wolf.
"Who has a wolf as a pet?" Troy said as looked down at the wolf with amusement.
He heard a scoff, but when he looked at Gabriella, she just had a calm smile on. She didn't scoff, and it was a male voice that scoffed, but he didn't scoff. Then he looked towards the wolf. After the explanations that Gabriella gave him earlier, he would almost believe anything. But a wolf that can make sounds, other than regular wolf noises, is just a little bit over the line.
"I don't have a pet…and even if I did, it wouldn't be a wolf." Gabriella said as Troy saw the wolf roll its eyes.
Roll its eyes, a wolf, rolling its eyes. He must be hallucinating, but just to make sure, Troy asked, "Is there something special about the wolf, or are you the only "special" one?"
Gabriella leaned her head back and silently groaned when the wolf growled and said, "You idiot. You told him. Are you crazy? Do you want to get caught?"
Troy's eyes widened as he stared down at the wolf in shock. Now he'd even believe someone if they said a dragon flew by their window. "You…You're…I…dog…why…no…how…What?" Troy tried to say, but it came out in bits of pieces.
"I prefer Fáe…and I'm not a pet." The wolf, who is apparently named Fáe, said with a voice of superiority.
"Told you I have a pest problem…I can't get rid of him." Gabriella said cheekily, throwing a little smile at Fáe before kicking her shoes off. She kicked one of them in the direction of Fáe, but he easily dodged it.
Troy looked at Gabriella, then at Fáe. "The dog is…talking?" Troy asked in a squeaky voice. You'd be squeaky too if you heard a cat talk.
"Again, my name is Fáe, short for Fáelen. And I am not a dog, I am a wolf …You weren't shocked by her, but you're scared of me? Do they come any thicker?" Fáe growled as he walked closer to Troy.
Gabriella noticed that Troy stiffened. She was also confused. He wasn't scared when they were being shot at, but he was scared of a talking wolf. Troy tried to relax a bit, but at least he wasn't squeaky when he said, "I'm not scared. Just confused, and…shocked."
Fáe started to circle him, study him. Gabriella just watched with amusement as Troy stood still and looked like he was in deep thought. She giggled when he pinched himself. "Why'd you tell him? He doesn't look special, he's even afraid of me." Fáe said as he stood in front of Troy and looked at him curiously.
"I'm not afraid of you…What are you anyway?" Troy asked as he took a step towards Gabriella.
Fáe's ears perked up and he sat up straight before saying, "I am a wolf…I practically raised Gabriella."
Troy's eye brows rose at that. He turned towards Gabriella to confirm. She rolled her eyes, but nodded her head, telling Troy that it was the truth. "You were raised by a talking wolf?" He asked with disbelief.
Gabriella looked at Fáe for a second before turning back to Troy. "Yeah…My mother came home four times a year; I haven't seen her since I was thirteen, and considering the fact that I'm eighteen now, pretty much tells you that she was a crappy mother."
"I leave you alone for two days, and there's already one person who knows…Why did you tell him?" Fáe asked angrily as he looked up at Gabriella.
Gabriella shrugged her shoulders as Troy looked at her intently. Why did she tell him? The just met yesterday, and yet, she told him one of her deepest secrets that no one is supposed to know about.
"Robinson and his new partner showed up at a baseball game, she took him with her. You can't blame this on me…He wouldn't have found out if she wasn't stupid enough to let him come with her." Gabriella said as she started a little argument with a wolf.
Before Fáe could say anything back, Troy interrupted, "You have to tell me who "she" is."
Fáe turned towards him with a glare before saying, "There's another Gabriella, inside her. She's basically the survivalist action hero. She only appears when there's a threat."
Gabriella rolled her eyes. "He didn't know that yet…That one can be blamed on you."
"I'm really confused here." Troy said as he walked between them.
Fáe looked at him for a few seconds before asking, "What are you still here?"
"I would really like some answers." Troy said as he crossed his arms.
Gabriella looked between Troy and Fáe for a few seconds before turning towards Troy. "Maybe right now isn't the best time Troy…I have a class tomorrow, and I'm pretty sure you do to."
"No…I still have a lot of questions that need to be answered." So maybe he just wanted to stay with Gabriella a little bit longer, but he did really want answers.
Fáe stretched for a split second before saying, "Just leave." This wolf was clearly annoyed, and Troy could tell.
Troy stood his ground and said, "No."
Gabriella could tell that Fáe was going to pounce on him in a matter of seconds, so she, being the reasonable one said, "Troy. I'll tell you tomorrow if you leave."
Troy looked at her and for a second before saying, "Fine…I'll see you tomorrow."
"Don't count on it." Fáe muttered as Troy started walking to the door.
This is one of the first times that Troy has felt hatred towards an animal, and he was pretty sure Fáe felt the same why. "Bye." Troy said as he walked out the door, but not without getting one last glance at Gabriella.
Troy stood in the hallway for a few minutes, just silent and thinking. Gabriella was doing the same, only in her room, and there was a talking wolf trying to get her attention.
"You shouldn't have told him…you shouldn't even have been spending time with him." Fáe said as he jumped up on the bed and turned towards Gabriella, who was getting her pajamas out of her closet.
She pulled out a huge shirt and short-shorts. "I couldn't just say no. It would…make him suspicious." That was a lie. She really wanted to spend time with Troy, he seemed different, and she couldn't figure him out. She felt herself being pulled to him. But if she couldn't even admit that to herself, she's not going to admit that to anyone else.
"I hope your class isn't too long tomorrow, you got to get me some steak." Fáe said as he laid down and stretched.
Gabriella turned off the light and stood in front of the bed to stretch. She parted her legs and leaned down to the ground while saying, "You got paws, buy your own meat."
"If only I had fingers." Fáe said with a mocking smile towards Gabriella as she stretched her hands to the floor and chuckled at Fáe's comment.
After a little conversation and sarcastic comments, Gabriella finished her stretching and got into the bed. She stared up at the ceiling while Fáe cuddled into her side. "You told him because you like him." Fáe stated as Gabriella stayed silent.
"I like him." Gabriella stated to herself after a few minutes, she knew that Fáe was asleep, so she didn't worry about that. But she just realized that she liked Troy Bolton, more then she wanted to.
But she didn't know that Troy felt the same way.