Troy Bolton: Extraterrestial

"Chapter Two"

"Boy, your an alien, your touch so foreign. It's supernatural, extraterrestial." - Katy Perry, E.T.

Gabriella looked at him, "I'm sure you'll get back some how.. or hey! my dad, he runs this small apartments-"

"apartments?" she smiled, "Their these small homes... my dad owns them, he can give you a place to stay."

Troy bit his lip, "umm yeah, I'll like that.." she smiled grabbing his hand, "wanna get back to the campsite?" he nodded following behind her back to the campsite.

A few days later, Gabriella's father had got Troy an apartment, and when Troy was able to find a job, was when her father would make him pay rent, but for now, he was living an easy life. Today was his first day at East High and Gabriella was fixing his hair. "Aww you look so adorable." she giggled.

He had on a plain white T-shirt, when black washed jeans with a black jacket with black sneakers. "So, um, will I fit in at this place called school?"

Gabriella giggled, giving him his backpack, and his binder, "You'll fit in great.." she chipped in, she looped her arm through his, smiling up at him. "Just stay close to me." Troy nodded, as he and her started to walk out the door of his apartment. They stopped when Troy's stomach growled, "Troy...did you eat?"

He nodded, "Yes. I ate. Four bowls of that flakey stuff and that stuff you call 'bread'." Gabriella cocked her head to the left, "and your still hungry?"

"I have a big appetite."

"Ah...well, East High has food for breakfast. We'll get you something to eat there." Troy just nodded again; he shouldn't talk so much, it might give too many details away.

As they walked into the East High Building, People began staring as Gabriella and Troy walked into the school. Troy looked around, and then looked at Gabriella, "Gabriella?" she looked at him, "Yeah?"

He gulped nervously, "why is everyone staring at us?" Gabriella sighed, "Well, you're a good looking guy Troy.."

"Really?" she nodded, "mmmmhmm... and well I'm not popular, and some people might think it's weird that we're hanging out together-"

"Hey dweeb!" Caleb the football player shoved Gabriella against the wall. "Caleb, stop it-"

Caleb looked at Troy, "Dude, why are you hanging out with a loser like her?"

Troy looked at her, then at Caleb, "Loser?" back at Gabriella, "I thought your name was Gabriella?" Gabriella sighed, Caleb laughed. "Wow! You must be RETARDED."

Troy cocked his head to the side, "Retarded?" Caleb lifted his brows, "are you stupid?"

"No, I'm Troy. Whose stupid?" Gabriella giggled loudly, covering her mouth to muffle the loud sound. Caleb grabbed Troy by the front of his shirt and shoved him back, "just watch your back freakboy."

"Freakboy?" Troy asked still raising a brow. Caleb looked at him strangely, and shoved passed him. Gabriella looked at him, "Troy, umm I.. Thanks."

He looked at her, "Thanks?" Gabriella giggled, "Thanks for umm.. I guess you stuck up for me.."

He smiled, "Is that..good?" she nodded, "Yeah. Definetly." He looked at her, "Who's loser, Retarded, and stupid?"

Gabriella giggled, "Troy there nobody.."

"Then why-"

"there rude names that some people will call others to hurt their feelings.."

"Did he hurt you're feelings?" Troy asked. She sighed and nodded, "Yeah, but I get used ot it.."

"Where I'm from no body gets hurt. Feelings don't hurt. There's no violence like that." Gabriella smiled, her eyes sparkling, "Sounds like a heaven on earth."

"A what?" she giggled, "never mind"-she poked his stomach-"let's get you something to eat mr. I'm-always-hungry."

"Who?" Oi.

The day passed by some what fast, It was now lunch and Gabriella was walking into the cafeteria with Troy. "Umm my friends are over here." Troy nodded, she grabbed his hand leading him over to the group to introduce them. The Drama Queen of East High looked at Troy as he walked over to the table passing her. "Who is that hottie?" one of her friends smiled, "He's a hottie-"

"He's mine." sharpay glared at her. her other friend sighed, "I don't know.. He seems to be getting along well with Montez."

Sharpay smiled, "Not if I can't help it." she got up, fixing her hair, and walking over to the table. she soon approached the lunch table, and Gabriella looked up at her. "Sharpay-"

"Hi Gabriella.. who's you're friend?" Gabriella bit her lip, "umm this is Troy..Troy, this is sharpay-"

"Hey Troy..." He looked at her, "Hi." she giggled, twirling her hair, "so um, why won't you come sit at my table? we can get to know each other better?"

Troy looked over her shoulder, seeing a table where three other girls sat with a blond boy who dressed in pink pants and a white shirt similar to Troy's. "Is that it?" Gabriella bit her lip, looking down at her lunch. Sharpay nodded, "yep, that's it. The popular table." Troy looked from her to Gabriella, his mouth dropping open as he was about to speak and then an orange sphere came flying in the air between them all. Sharpay screamed and nearly fainted.

"Whoa!" Called an extremely curly haired boy, "Sorry drama bitch, did I hit ya?" Sharpay whipped around to glare at him.

Troy looked at Gabriella, "Drama bitch? There's a lot of rudeness here.." Wait till he goes back to his planet and shares with his parents about his experience! Gabriella sighed, grabbing his hand and squeezing gently. "Yeah, I know. But you get used to it."

Sharpay screamed when the orange sphere came flying at her again, "Chad! Stop it! It's not funny! You ASS!"

Chad chuckled, "Wow, You're so overdramatic." Sharpay glared at him, and looked at Troy, flipping her hair, "come on Troy, follow me." Troy looked at Gabriella, she smiled, "If you want to.. you can."

He looked at her, "are you coming with?" she shook her head, "Sorry, I can't Troy-"

Sharpay giggled, "Come on Troy.." she got between him and Gabriella, and moved some hair out of her face, to reveal the cleavage that she was showing for free infront of him. "I can show you my FAVORITE place to hang out at."

Before Troy could react, Sharpay grabbed his wrist; digging her painfully long, pink, nails into his skin. Drawing blood, Troy tried to pull his arm away but she gripped tighter. One thing about Troy's race...his blood isn't red. It's yellow. When the two in the hall, Sharpay looked over her shoulder and opened a door to a small room. Troy lifted a brow and opened his mouth, "What i-"

"Zzt!" Sharpay hissed, yanking him into the room and locking the door behind her in one swift movement as she crashed her lips on his. He stiffened, his arms at his sides-well, his left hand would be...if she wasn't using her knife fingers to stab his flesh. Feeling something wrong, she pulled away, "Okay...do you not grasp the point of kissing? I kiss you..you kiss me. We make out. Have sex." Troy gulped, looking at her; suddenly he couldn't breath. This woman is suffocating, in a way that feels like smoke from his ship wrapping around him like long fingers reaching up to choke him. "I ...I uh...Gabriella is waiting for me-"

"Forget that dweeb." She grabbed the back of Troy's neck; digging her fingers through his hair and kissing him again. Troy squirming away from her, and she's squirming toward him; like an awkward dance.