Disclaimer: I don't own "HSM".
Authors Note: Oh my gosh guys, I am so incredibly sorry! To be completely honest, I forgot about this fanfic, but the other day I started to think about it. I'll be sure to update more often!
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"Troy! Popcorn's ready!" Gabriella Montez yelled to her boyfriend, Troy, as she opened up the microwave. She got out a bowl and poured the bag of popcorn into the bowl. Almost immediately after she had called him, he came running down Gabriella's steps and was behind her. "Mmm...smells good." He wrapped his arms around her waist. She looked behind her and giggled a bit. "I didn't burn it this time!" At least once every two weekends, Gabriella and Troy would have a night where they would go over one of each others houses and have a night where they just hang out and watch movies.
He smirked a little at her. "I'm proud, Gabs, really, I am." She laughed and gave him a quick kiss on his lips. He responded by picking her up gently and setting her down on the kitchen's counter. He stole the bowl of popcorn from her and started eating out of it.
She just watched him, laughing. "So, Popcorn Boy, what's been going on lately? I haven't heard much from you."
He shrugged a little, swallowing so he could talk. "Nothing, just drama club, drama club, and more drama club."
She bit her lip, still not taking her eyes off of him. "Well, um, Taylor told me that she talked to Chad a few days ago and he said that you were like, trying to get Sharpay to talk to you or something.." she trailed off.
He instantly stopped eating, putting the bowl on the counter. He walked closer to her, his hands resting on her knees. "Why does it matter?" He asked her, trying to sound as casually as possible.
She shrugged her shoulders, wrapping her arms around his neck. "It doesn't. Just, I don't know…Sharpay out of all people?"
"She isn't as bad as you think." He said simply and left it at that. "So are we going to watch that movie or not? Popcorn's getting cold."
She was glad to be on a different subject, she wasn't too fond of Sharpay. "Because of you, there probably is barely any popcorn left!"
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"Move. Move. Move. Move." Sharpay kept on calling to random people that were in her way in the school's hallway. She reached her locker to see that a couple was making out against it.
"Um, ew! PDA, anyone?" she shoved them off before entering her locker combination. She opened her locker and started to reapply her lipgloss, looking at the mirror.
"Sharpay!" she heard a voice behind her.
She shook her head, sighing. "Zeke, for the last time, it wasn't you, it was your bakin-"she stopped herself, looking behind her body in the mirror. "Gabriella Montez. My favorite girl at East High." She rolled her eyes and put her lipgloss away, shutting the locker.
"Could say the same to you. What are you doing this afternoon, Sharpay?" Gabriella asked, trying not to take back the words she had just said.
Sharpay looked over at her like she was a lunatic. "Wait, what, excuse me?"
"What are you doing this afternoon?" She repeated.
"Well, no lessons today, so I suppose…nothing." Besides trying to think of ways to get you kicked out of drama.
"Do uh…" she paused for a second, wondering if she should really ask. Just go for it Gabs, you trust Troy's opinion. "Do you want to do something?"
She blinked her eyes several times. "Since when do you have an interest in hanging out with me? And why should I give you such a big opportunity?"
"I just thought it'd be nice if we could get to know each other better or something. We kind of got off on the wrong foot." Gabriella nodded.
"Well, I guess you're right." Hmm, maybe I'll be able to get some dirt on this girl, hello blackmail! "I'll meet you at your locker at the end of eighth bell." And with that, she was gone, going back to telling people to get out of her way.
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Next chapter expect more Ryan!
