Troy's POV

I Probably could've handled the situation that now ruined my summer a little better than I did. I probably shouldn't have screamed, and yelled but it was all I could've thought to do. Aw, who the hell am I kidding? This sucks and they should hear it loud and clear! I'm a 17 year old guy who wanted to see girls in bikinis. Now that's all down the drain. This is all my aunts fault! She disappears for 8 months calling about 4 times a week reminding us not to worry, then returns knocked up. She says that she got pregnant while she was away on a vacation in Puerto Rico, but I'm pretty sure that Uncle Tom got her pregnant before they got a divorce.

I walked to Shar's house ealier then I thought because I got there at 4. Which I didn't mind doing because I'd rather be at her house than at mine right now. So I reached the door but it opened before I could knock.

"Hey Troy. What are you doing here? It's only 4. I said 5." She said walking past me and opening her convertible door.

"Uh… yeah. I had nothing else to do." I replied climbing into the passenger seat. Which seemed to confuse her because she stared at me for 10 seconds before proceeding to climb in herself. But I didn't care. I wasn't going back to my house.

"I thought you had to pack for Florida?"

"Not going anymore." I answered while playing with the radio.

"Yes!!" I glared at her. "I mean… that's so sad. Why not?"

"Aunt went forth and multiplied." I said turning up the volume.

She turned it back down, which really irritated me but didn't say anything because I'd be kicked out of the car.

"You aunt is PREGNANT!" she practically screamed. I didn't see what the big deal was. Yes, she was pregnant. God. Deal with it. What did she care anyway? It wasn't her aunt. But if it was, I would still be packing for Florida right now.

"TROY!" I turned and looked at her shocked and confused. Why was she screaming? "answer me"

"Yeah, she's pregnant. Why?" she stopped the car. I hope she's not kicking me out for getting side tracked. Shit! I can't walk back home. That would suck. I would walk into a house with my sister yelling at my mom and my mom yelling at my dad. And normally I'd be there for my dad to yell at, but I'm here, so I don't know who he's yelling at. But I'm glad it's not me.

"get out." She simply said. Unlocking the car door and reaching into her purse. What was she looking for? I don't see how she could find anything anyway. It's so messy in there. What else do you need besides your wallet and cell phone. They'd fit in her jeans. I once tried to navigate through my mom's purse because I needed money that she wouldn't give me but I was caught by my sister, who of course, told on me. I was grounded for a month. Which really sucked because there were a lot of parties that month.

"What? Why?" I asked. I really didn't want to get out.

"I have to go to the air port!" I looked around and we were outside Chad's house. Oh thank god.

"Yeah ok!" I said as I was running up his drive way to join him and Jason in a basketball game.

"Hey dude!" Jason greeted me as Chad threw me the ball.

"Hey guys." I simply replied throwing the ball at the basket making it in perfectly. "What's up"

"I hear you aren't going to Florida because your aunt is preggo." Chad replied while grabbing the ball and passing it to Jason. How the hell did he know that anyway?

"News travels fast…" I replied still wondering who could've told him that when I didn't even know until like 20 minutes ago.

"So it is true. Man that sucks. I once….!" Jason trailed looking past me. Something had to of caught his eye because he wouldn't stop staring. I turned around and saw Rebecca Daniels making her way from across the street over to us. Her posse wasn't that far behind.

Rebecca Daniels isn't the world's prettiest girl but she sure as hell wasn't the ugliest. She has curly long blonde hair, and sky blue eyes. She isn't a cheerleader, though you might think she was because of the clothes she wears. She is actually really smart and down to Earth and Jason is practically in love with her.

"Hey Jason." She smiled after his name, which she often does. Does that mean she likes him? Or that she just wants to seem polite. Girls are so confusing. Once I met a girl who gave me her ice-cream only to throw it at my face. I was so mad. And then my mom came up to me and said she did that because she likes you. Who does that? You don't see me going up to some girl throwing a pickle at her because I think she's hot. Of course, this happened in the 1st grade. But still.

"Uh… hey… Becca. I mean Rebecca." How much more obvious can you be? "your pretty." I spoke to soon.

Jason was never good with girls but I've never actually seen him suck this bad. We really should teach him to talk to them.

"Thanks" She giggled out. Then looked at me and chad who were shaking our heads at Jason. "Hey guys… Playing basketball I see." We both nodded. Yes, that's why we were holding a basketball. Duh!

"Well then I guess we'll go. See ya later Jason." She said smiling once more at Jason then walking away. Wow, she smiles a lot.

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We heard a honking noise coming from outside just as we making our way to the fridge. What is it with the timing now-a-days? It just sucks. Of course it was Shar. But she was with someone I didn't recognize at all.

Chad and Jason rushed outside. What was going on? Why were they running? I wasn't that far behind them when I saw the person more clearly. She had sparkly chocolate brown eyes that lit up when she smiled, and Dark brown curly hair. She was wearing a pink sweat jacket with matching pink pants and a white tank top sticking out from under the sweat shirt. I couldn't help but stare. She was just so beautiful.

"Gabriella, this is Troy, Jason, and Chad." Sharpay informed her and then looked at me expecting me to say something. But I couldn't think. I was too busy looking at her. Who was this anyway?

"I.. uh… hey" I managed to spit out. Now I see what Jason means by talking to girls is harder than it looks. Normally I would disagree because I talk to girls all the time but she was different. Way different.

"Troy, Jason, and Chad, This is Gabriella Montez. The one I was telling you about." Sharpay finally said.

"You're the it?" I stupidly asked as if I was a 5 year old girl that just saw a spider.