The next morning I woke up and saw Troy looking at all of the pictures around the room of us two and our friends. Some of them were from basketball games, some from the musical, some from school, and some from our friends just hanging out.

I could see that Troy was looking at one in particular. It was one of just us two playing one on one and you could tell by the picture that there was chemistry.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked him.

He looked away from the picture and looked at me.

"I came to pick you up for school but I guess that I'm a little early."

"Troy, its 6:00……"

"Okay, I was really early, I was just nervous about what people would think of us two."

I got out of bed and went over to hug him.

"I'm nervous too but we can get through this together." He lightly kissed me on the top of my head.

"You're right," he said. "Now go get dressed. I don't think that you want to go to school like that."

I looked down at what I was wearing. I had on a yellow tank top and Mickey Mouse pajama pants. I laughed lightly.

I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a jean skirt, a green tank top, and a little dume sweatshirt from Hollister. I stared at Troy, hoping he would realize I wanted him get out. He just stood there looking right back at me.

"Ah," he said getting it and walking out of the room. I giggled at his dumbness.

After getting dressed and putting on my makeup I walked downstairs. When I got down there I saw him lying on the couch. I laughed when I saw that he was snoozing away, probably because he didn't get much sleep. He did wake up early to come get me.

I walked up to him and sat by the armrest he had his head on. I took a feather off of a mask nearby. I made the mask when I was little and there was a ton of feathers on it so I didn't really care if one was gone from it.

I took it and started tickling Troy's nose with it. He started swatting at it so I started chuckling under my breath.

I did it again and he started slapping himself in the face. This time I fell over on the floor laughing.

"You think this is funny?" he said waking up.

I stopped laughing quickly and with a straight face said, "No." I kept the face for about 5 seconds before cracking up all over again.

"Yeah, yeah, it was kinda funny. You are a funny girl Gabi," he said jokingly.

I got up and went to lay with him on the couch. I laid my head on his chest and he started petting my hair.

"You are so pretty," Troy whispered to himself but of course I heard it.

"Thank you," I said back. Troy just looked at me and smiled.

"You know I didn't think you would have heard that."

"Fine, if you didn't want me to hear it, I didn't." Troy chuckled a little at this remark.

We just laid in that spot for a while. We didn't talk. All we'd do is savor the moment, a moment we both wanted to last forever.

At 7:00 we both decided that it was time we headed for school. Troy got off of the couch and reached his hand out to help me get up. I took his hand, stood up, and fixed my shirt; not that my shirt was a mess, I just always want Troy to look at me and think I'm beautiful, and if I'm a mess, how can he think that?

I got my shoes on and Troy and I walked out to his sports car.

When I got in I noticed that the car smelled a lot like Troy, and it smelled so good!

Troy and I really didn't talk that much on our ride to the school. We were both just so nervous.

When Troy pulled up into the parking lot and turned off the car he started to get out but he soon realized that I wasn't budging.

"Gabi, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I think Ill be fine."

I got out of the car and started walking. Troy walked up behind me and grabbed my hand.

We were walking up the steps as I saw a few people looking at us, pointing at us, and talking about us. I guess I should have seen this coming. I mean, come on. I'm one of the smartest people in the school, and Troy is the basketball star. We weren't a couple destined for each other.

When we reached our lockers we Taylor ran up to Troy and I.

"You guys, everyone is talking about you two being the hottest new couple!"

This totally shocked me. First of all, we just got there and the whole school already knew that we were going out. And second of all, we are the HOTTEST new couple! WOW!

"Taylor, we haven't even been to school for five minutes. How could everyone know that we were going out?" Troy asked her.

"Well, you are the most popular guy at this school!" said Taylor back to him.

"That is true, I am pretty popular," Troy said proudly.

"Like I said yesterday, cocky much?"

Troy laughed as we started walking towards homeroom. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and asked if he could carry my books. Of course I let him be the gentleman and carry my books. Besides, he woke me up really early this morning so I was to sleepy to carry my books.

When we got to homeroom Troy picked the seat behind mine. All of our friends talked with us until Darbus started talking about the new musical or musicale that was coming up.

"We all know that Troy and Gabriella did a wonderful job on last year's musicale," she said as I heard Troy sighing. I started laughing and Mrs. Darbus looked at us.

"Gabriella, do you have anything you would like to share with the class because you seem pretty amused back there."

"No Mrs. Darbus."

While Mrs. Darbus continued to talk I felt Troy drawing with his finger on my back. I looked at him and smiled, and he smiled back.

When homeroom was over Troy and I went our separate ways. I went to advanced physics and Troy when to Earth Science. Troy had his class with Chad and I had my class with Taylor.

"Hey Tay, what's up?" I asked walking into the classroom.

"Oh not to much, so how's you and your boo?"

"Oh we are good. Um Taylor, does the whole school seriously know about us too going out?"

"YES! Today when I went into the bathroom I saw 3 of the cheerleaders, 2 of the popular but not cheerleaders girls, and 4 other girls crying in the bathroom because Troy is now taken and they can't have him for themselves."

"Are you serious? We didn't mean for anyone to get upset over this. Now I'm not even sure about this relationship."

"You can't break up with him just because other girls are crying over him. You guys are meant for each other."

"Yeah I guess your right," I said looking down at the paper where my notes are supposed to be.