Ok so you remember that story called whiteBoy? By Whirlergirl? Well the last chapter is up (its amazing, too, I cried so bad) and she is posting a sequel soon, so check it out! :D

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CHAPTER 3

"So…" Troy hedged as he hitched his bag up on his shoulder and turned his face toward Gabi.

"So…" Gabi returned, seeing the curb curve down into the road and not being able to resist pulling a little dance move across the decline, spinning back round to face the nervous boy.

"How come your parents moved here?" He asked, awed at her executed move, still not sure what to make of her. She seemed so relaxed and carefree, not like any of the girls he knew at East High.

"Well, my parents divorced and my mom wanted to get away from my dad so she took me from the coolest place on earth and brought me to the dorkiest…." She muttered, and then saw Troy's eyes lift to hers, their blue depths showing hurt.

"You think it's dorky here?" He questioned forlornly.

Gabi blushed and started walking again next to him. "I didn't mean it like that…" She began

"Well you did, or you wouldn't have said it…" He argued.

"I just hate the fact my parents divorced and made me change everything." She admitted, knowing her parents divorce had happened three years previously but having to lie to cover her appearance in Albuquerque.

"My parents are divorcing too," he said quietly and she turned to him, surprised.

"I'm sorry." She said quickly.

He shrugged. "So are you looking forward to seeing Gabriella's World?" He asked, changing the subject.

Gabi curled her lip. "Of course," she lied. "I can't believe you're a fan," she added.

Troy blushed. "Yeah well, I get ribbed for it, but I just think she's the most beautiful girl I ever saw and she's so funny…" He explained and Gabi cast him a look thinking how weird it was to hear him talking about her and he didn't even know she was stood right next to him. She kind of felt cruel, too. For lying to him and leading him to believe she was someone else.

"That's sweet," she said warmly. "But you know it's just a character? Real girls are much better." She smiled.

"I know." He said, cocking his head in that cute way she'd seen him do a few times now and she wondered if he was talking about her because he was eyeing her with interest.

Taylor had helped her choose her outfit of leggings, ballet pumps and long layered vest tops with necklaces jingling around her neck.

She pursed her lips, flicking her eyes over his jeans and Wildcats tee ensemble.

"You should try wearing something other than basketball stuff." She suggested, picking at his t-shirt before they moved off again.

"Oh, thanks." He muttered, taking her up a path toward a modest house, opening the door and calling out to his mom.

"I'm in here, honey," his mom called back and Gabi followed shyly, greeting his mom and once she had been given a glass of milk and some cookies, they were allowed to sit in the living room.

"Oh my god, I love this sofa!" Gabi enthused as she sat in the plush seat and curled her feet under her, kicking off her pumps.

Troy grinned, turning on the TV and getting comfy. "It's awesome huh?" He asked and Gabi curled up, resting her head against the back as she went sideways to him.

"It's so comfy." She snuggled in, trying to avoid watching herself on the TV as the theme music started for her show and she scratched her head gently, minding the wig.

"Are you sure you don't mind doing this?" Troy checked, having a sudden thought that she might not be best pleased with him talking about Gabriella the way he had and now sitting and watching her show.

"It's fine," she assured him. "I get your crush. I have a huge one on the Jo Bros." She lied.

"You do?" He queried sharply, curling his upper lip in disgust.

"No, but I had to say something to make you feel better," she joked, smiling innocently and caused him to smile back.

She rested her head back down, little knowing she would fall asleep and end up leaning onto his shoulder, using his arm as a makeshift cushion, hugging it to her.

She woke with a start as a scream sounded from the programme and she met his amused look.

"Oh, sugar." She said, frowning, trying to sit up.

"Hey, relax," he smiled, enjoying the feel of her warm, sleepy body against him.

"I just met you." She said in response.

"So?" He challenged. "You can't sleep on me because you just met me?"

"I can't say I normally press my boobs into strangers." She retaliated, sitting up and placing her feet on the floor.

Troy chuckled behind her. "Well, you should, if they enjoy it as much as I did, you could really be onto something…" He teased.

Gabi blushed. "I better go," she said, slipping her shoes back on.

"You didn't have dinner yet!" He said quickly, ignoring his crush on the TV and standing up to block her way.

"It's ok," she said.

"But I got my mom to make something special for you." He frowned and she couldn't help flicking her lashes up at him.

"Do you normally go to all this trouble for your girls?" She wondered.

"I don't have any 'girls'." He corrected. "But my mom is making lasagna for you." He offered hopefully and the thought of lasagna was too much to resist.

"I love lasagna…" She frowned, her forehead crinkling.

Troy beamed. "It's Gabriella's favourite too." He stated and she wondered for one quick moment whether he had already worked out she was Gabriella.

"How did you know I would like it?" She asked with a shaky voice.

He shrugged. "Just a guess." He smiled.

"Okay, I'll stay. But only if I can see your room!" She smiled.

"Oh, I don't think so…" He began as Gabi darted off and headed for the stairs.

"Wait!" He called and she found his room easily by the name tag, opening his door and seeing the mess that surrounded his furniture.

"Wow, and I thought my room was a tip." She lifted her brows then took a running jump at his bed.

"I don't normally bring girls up here." He muttered, collecting up some things as he followed her in and she stretched, pulling some items off his shelf to handle with interest.

"Ooh what's this? Wow!" She commented as she went and he stood awkwardly at the end of his bed as he watched her laid out, her curvy hips showing through her vests as they rode up as she stretched. He smiled at her revealing her perfect backside to him.

"You just go ahead…" He muttered as she amused herself with his trophies.

She sat up on the bed and looked at him, her deep brown eyes deciding if she should trust him and that surprised him a little.

"You didn't bring any girls up here? Not even Sharpay?" She asked, as if only just hearing his statement.

He shrugged. "Well, maybe a few…" He altered to cover his awkwardness.

She smiled a knowing smile and it started a funny feeling in his tummy. That familiarity again, like they had already met.

"I bet." She conceded playfully.

"You don't feel much like a stranger, are you sure we haven't met before? Summer camp?" He queried

Gabi smothered a giggle. He had, not only two minutes ago, been watching her on his TV and it was amusing seeing him fighting with himself trying to place her.

She really had to stop hanging around with him.

"Troy, dinner!" His mom called and he headed down with Gabi, watching her carefully as she ate the pasta and garlic bread with a good appetite.

"So, Lauren…" His mom began and he flicked her a look as if to ask her not to embarrass him. "You're new to town and my Troy is helping you settle in?" She checked.

Gabi nodded, her mouth full of delicious lasagna. "He's awesome, Mrs.B. Such good manners, you must be proud." Gabi fawned and Troy almost spat his food out from his fast laugh.

"Troy!" His mom scalded as he leaned over his plate from choking.

"What?!" He asked innocently.

"Nothing," his mom chided. "I'm glad to hear he's being a gentleman for once."

"Oh, sure, thanks mom." He rolled his eyes.

Gabi giggled at him and they finished eating and she excused herself to go so he offered to walk her home, the warm air inviting for them.

"I had fun tonight, Lauren, thanks for coming." Troy said as they reached her house and he stuffed his hands into his jeans pockets.

She leaned up and kissed his cheek and he stared at her boldness. "Good night, Troy" she beamed, heading into her house with a relaxed wave.