From: zashleysilver
Couple: Troy & Sharpay
Event: The two locked overnight in the gym
Rating: M
Random Stuff:
-pink pair of converse
-lucky bracelet

Lucky

Sharpay stuffed her pink stilettos into her cheerleading gym bag, sighing. Standing back up, she wiped her sweaty forehead. Being varsity captain was a lot of work, and since half the girls on the team ultimately sucked made a greater challenge.

Sharpay tugged her red wildcat's short shorts on, her mind racing to what she saw during practice. Troy Bolton. The hottest guy in the school, varsity basketball captain, and her latest target. Sharpay chuckled at the thought, she already had him tripping over her heels. She tightened her ponytail, closed her locker and hunched her red gym bag onto her shoulder.

Her pink converse squeaking as she made her way out of the girl's locker room door. As she got closer to the doors that entered the gym, she heard a couple of dribbling noises and sneaker scratches. Sharpay furrowed her brow and walked out the door, her eyes zooming in on a brunette in red shorts and a white t-shirt. Sharpay smirked as she examined the butt of the boy. Clearly a nice ten.

She dropped her gym bag on one of the bleachers, quietly creeping behind the boy. She heard his breathe was coming in and out fast. She cocked her head to the side and tapped his shoulder, her white wildcat's zip-up hoodie sleeve falling off her shoulder, exposing her white tank.

The boy jumped and fell back as he turned, the basketball in his hand dropped to the floor, dribbled and rolled away.

"Sharpay?" The boy placed his hand to his heart, catching his breath. "Damn, you scared me."

"Nice to see you too, Troy." She smiled, crossing her arms across her chest, pushing her breasts up unintentionally.

Troy's eye's widened as her upper cleavage was revealed to him by a few inches. He stuttered as he got up.

Sharpay giggled, she walked back to the bleachers grabbing her gym bag as Troy walked across the room towards the exit. His hand landed on the handle and pulled.

"Huh?" He pulled again but the door didn't budge.

Sharpay appeared next to him, just at the tick of time. Her eyes locked with confusion, "What's up, Troy? You shouldn't just stand there, open the door already."

"One problem…" He pulled the door once again and nothing. Sharpay's eyes widened and she squeaked.

"Holy shit.." Sharpay pulled her pink rhinestone sidekick from one of the many pockets of her gym bag and locked at the signal.

No service.

Those were the only two words that lit up in front of her. She groaned, her hand hitting her head softly. Troy checked his Moto Razr and sighed, "Well…I got nothing."

Sharpay stood on her tippy-toes and held her phone up high, before groaning- clearly frustrated. "Nothing either. I guess we're stuck."

Troy's hand sailed through his hair nervously. Sharpay's eyes caught onto something on his arm, it was a wooden bracelet…more like her wooden bracelet.

Sharpay stared at the bracelet, quickly capturing his arm and seizing it as she examined the jewelry. "You kept it?"

Troy got out of her grasp, and chuckled. "Well, yeah. It's my lucky bracelet. If I didn't have it, I wouldn't be lucky anymore." He smiled down at her. Her eyes bashfully looking down until he brought his hand under her chin and lifted her beautiful hazel eyes towards his piercing blue ones.

"Well, I doubt you're lucky right now. We're locked inside the gym." Sharpay laughed as she stepped back.

Troy shook his head, "No, I am lucky because well. I'm here and you're here." She smiled, her lips curving upward. Troy leaned down, his lips brushing hers before he slipped his tongue into her partially opened mouth. Troy's hands moved from her chin to her hips immediately, his fists bundling her white tank. Sharpay's arms stayed put around his shoulder, her feat slightly tipping. Sharpay pulled away, searching around the gym for a soft area to lay on. She found the practice mats they used for practice. Sharpay pulled Troy by the collar of his shirt, giggling flirtatiously along the way.

Troy laid down immediately as Sharpay straddled him, her white tank already thrown far from them. Her white lace bra - clearly see-through - gave Troy twitches that were suddenly poking at Sharpay thigh. Sharpay's hands pulled Troy's t-shirt off his chest and over his head, her hands immediately trailing down his toned abs. Finally, touching his member. Massaging him through the soft fabric of his gym shorts.

"That feels good…" Troy murmured lowly, his voice husky and desirable. His hands moved towards her back, undoing the bar and letting it fall to his chest. Sharpay giggled as she tossed it behind her. She took Troy's hands and placed it onto her breasts, guiding him into gripping them. His fingers softly tweaking the buds. Sharpay pulled Troy's shorts down and finally her own.

Laying her down, Troy smiled, as one hand moved from a breast to her vagina. Rubbing her center in circular motions.

"Troooyyy…." Sharpay's breathe hitched in her throat, her pink lips open as moans of pleasure released from her lips. Troy finally pulled down her white thong and checked out her pussy. Kneeling down, his head was propped right in front of her core, her wetness seeping out of her. He inserted one finger then another, soon pumping slower to his fastest. Sharpay's hips buckled to his thrusts. He slowed and licked his wet fingers clean. He leaned down, kissing Sharpay's pink lips, a moan coming from her mouth, as his fingers trickled from her core to her breast. Brushing her blonde hair away from her breasts as he laid butterfly kisses along her collarbone. Sharpay's hands met with Troy's hair, lightly tugging at the silky strands as he sucked on her breasts.

Troy sat up, finally discarding his boxers. His eyes met Sharpay's - their hands entwined - he slowly led his manhood to her entrance. Troy slid in slowly, groaning as he felt her walls tighten around him. Sharpay moaned as she wrapped one arm around his neck and kissed his hand as her lips fell open, breathing and moans coming out - clearing pleasing Troy as he slid in and out faster. Her hips rotating as he thrust into her center. Her nails railed down his back, leaving red marks that may cause teasing from the boys in the locker room but right now his mind was set on her and her alone.

"Ohh!"

"Sharpay!"

"Troy!!"

"Ahh!" Sharpay bit her lower lip, her release was soon to come but her heart didn't want it to end. With one last thrust the two fell to the ground, exhausted. Troy's arms wrapped around Sharpay's waist as Sharpay's back was to him. He trailed kisses up her spine to her shoulder softly murmuring, 'I love yous' to her. Sharpay smiled as she turned, she brushed one brown strand of hair away from his face and kissed him full on the lips, his index finger sliding from her shoulder and down the entire curve of her body.

Sharpay's blonde hair was sprawled out from under her head, and Troy smelt the fragrance of strawberries and vanilla and distinct favorite scent of his.

Faraway in the halls of East High, a janitor was walking towards the empty - or so he thought - gym, he carefully unlocked it and was just about to stride in when he witnessed to bodies laying together in the dim light of the gym lights.

He scoffed, as he retreated out of the gym, leaving the gym doors open. Boy, was he going to have to clean some cum stains tonight.