Chapter 4: Hot Mess
In Sharpay's opinion, first period went by too, too quickly. Even Ms. Darbus' droned speech of the Cannes Film Festival as a great tribute to the Arts was somewhat a fast blur. The blonde wondered what the drama teacher would've said instead, if she hadn't mention the location of spring break refudge she had been pulled off to when she welcomed one of her favorite pupils back. She wondered even more why all of the two classes she had with Gabriella always went by so fast like that. Sharpay didn't even sit next to Gabriella in their first class (Homeroom, which in Sharpay's opinion, didn't even count.)
Before she knew it, the bell had startled her from her circulating thoughts again, leaving her clutching at her chest. She stood up straight, hoping no one had noticed her mini heart attack. She calmly brushed particles of non-dust off her shoulders, while taking a deep breath. The blonde gathered her books and her handbag together, taking long strides to the back of the classroom where Gabriella was placed. When the blonde reached her empty seat, she was puzzled to find no brunette beauty. Then she remembered that this semester, Gabriella happened to be taking AP Calculus classes with the strictest teacher in East High. He frowned upon tardiness and the lack of discipline that he had to reinforce in his classes. It didn't help that he made students arrive to his advanced classes early to do difficult trigonometry excercises to warm-up for the element of torture he called a lesson. It also didn't help that his class was all the way across to the opposite side of the campus. Sharpay worried about her. The beautiful braniac simply worked too hard.
She sighed, as she walked out of the class with her brain wrapped around nothing but visions of her girlfriend. With no intention of focusing on her next few hours of learning, she got ready for her Gabriella-less classes, impatiently waiting on lunchtime until she would see her beloved.
Gabriella and Sharpay-
If the lunch bell was a starting shotgun that had just shot a blank, students hurriedly rushed to the cafeteria in a daily race of hunger, vying to win the trophy case prize of limited supplied pepperoni pizza. The hallways were scattered with teenagers like hoards of angry buffalo. Sharpay pressed against her locker, watching in bewilderment at the high-schoolers mad dash to grade B garbage. She waited until the crowd had thinned out a bit to the students who lagged behind. At least they had some dignity, the decency not to get risked being trampled over by just for some bland, room-temperature, proccessed cheese, sauce, and artificial sliced dry meat on a slice of doughy crust.
She gave out a sigh of relief, immediately grinning ear to ear after spotting the girl she was seeking. Just as Gabriella was about to enter through the cafteria's double doors, Sharpay quickly intercepeted her way, engulfing the brunette in her arms. Gabriella squealed with delight, looping her arms around the blonde's midsection. "How was your day, beautiful?" Sharpay mumbled into Gabriella's hair. The brunette pressed the side of her face against the area where Sharpay's lower neck and her collar bone met, yawning slowly as she did so before answering. "A little tiring, that's all." She whispered softly against the blonde's smooth skin. Sharpay watched Gabriella's eyelids flutter, fighting to stay open. Her eyelashes rubbed the blonde's collar bone with feather-light strokes. They finally closed. She supported most of the brunette's weight, letting her girlfriend's small frame lean on her. Sharpay was puzzled. What Gabriella told her had been such an understatement. The girl was exhausted!
Sharpay started to rub Gabriella's back soothingly, making the brunette moan appreciatively. "Now you and I both know princess, that you're clearly just a little more then tired. Now tell me the real reason why your about to fall alseep in my arms, right now, standing up right, in the school's hallway no less. Gabriella took a drowzy moment to answer, her voice barely above a whisper. "Well, my new AP Calc teacher? He said he wanted the blood circulating in our brains, so our focus would be sharp, or something along the lines of that. Apparently our class did a lousy job of test taking yesterday. He said that if our blood were flowing more sufficiently in our head, we'd would've had a higher percentile in the class average on the test.. So of course, we ran a couple of laps out on the track. No big deal." Sharpay raised an eyebrow. "Exactly how much laps did you run, baby?" "Oh, you know Pay, just enough to get our brain's focused extra sharp.." The brunette's eyes were still locked shut by exhaustion. "Gabby. How. Many?" "Um...three." Sharpay took in her girlfriend's flustered cheeks and weak stance.
Gabriella was not only extremely intelligent, but her physical performance was nothing to laugh at either. She knew that the brunette could run three laps or for three minutes easy, no sweat. But she just looked so strained. "Really? Just three?" Gabriella looked down, avoiding Sharpay's hazel eyes. "Yeah, just the three." "Three. LAPS. Right?" Gabriella hesitated, before she shook her head ever so slighty, it looked like she had just flinched. Sharpay assumed this meant no. She racked her brain in confusion until it came to her.
"Wait..if you didn't run three laps...then...three...three MILES?" "It wasn't that bad." Gabriella answered quickly. "Gabby! That's twelve fucking laps! That's a whole class period! That wasn't motivation for crappy test scores, that's called punishment." "Pay, look. You make it sound like we did military drills or something of the sort. It truly wasn't that bad." Gabriella insisted. "Just, just forget I told you about it at all, okay? Today's been a bit draining on me, that's it. It's only been a little rough, but..but now that I'm safe in your arms, I feel much better then before." "But Princess.." Sharpay began, just to be interrupted. ". Pay, just drop it, seriously. I mean it. I know you care about me but..this isn't your business. Got it?" Gabriella looked sternly at Sharpay. It wasn't a question, it was an order. The blonde bit her tongue, feeling fustrated and defeated. She nodded obediently, letting only Gabriella ever talk to her like this. Only because she loved Gabriella with every fiber of her being. If in that situation anyone else had been in Gabriella's place.. well, they wouldn't be talking right now, now would they?
Gabriella let out a sigh of relief, thankfully beaming at her girlfriend with tired, half-closed eyes. Her matted down, bun had strands construed all over her head, messier then it had looked earlier. One of the short sleeves of Gabriella's top had slipped below her shoulder, and the top had hung carelessly overher now wrinkled skirt, usually neatly tucked in. The v-neck cut showed a slip of her lacy bra. Gabriella's now heavy bag bulged with books and papers, as it was slung over Gabriella's shoulder, making her lean forward enough to give her a small hunch. This exposed more of the girl's chest. To Sharpay, the girl still looked naturally beautiful. She was half decent at the moment and was still all the more lovely then most of the dolled-up kids at school. For a mess, the brunette was definately a hot one. Funny how that was exactly how Sharpay felt at the moment, too. Not to mention bothered. Sharpay's nose twitched at Gabriella's delicious scent that wafted invitingly up into her nostrils. She started to feel like she was starving. Hungry for a taste of Gabriella. A quick scenario appeared in her head where the blonde pushed Gabriella violently up against the lockers, ravaging her exquisite body. She was about to go through with it too, but then decided against it, not wanting to make her crankier then she already was.
Sharpay snapped out of her thoughts, hearing her girlfriend call her name. She looked down the hall to see Gabriella's head sticking out of a door, waving Sharpay to come. The blonde broke into a stride, reminding herself, forcing. Herself to stop spacing out so much. To befair, that was the only thing she could do when her mother would drone on and on about how dismantled her life was. She'd just have to picture the brunette bombshell and boom! Minutes became hours in Sharpay's favorite place, the dream land of Gabriella, where Sharpay ruled as queen...She was just a few steps away from the doorway when she was yanked inside. The moment Sharpay got in Gabriella crushed her soft lips to the blonde's, expressing her hidden eagerness and want. It was like the brunette had read the blonde's mind. Sharpay knew Gabriella was extremely smart but sometimes, the girl left her utterly astounded. Or just maybe.. the sly brunette just wanted to change the topic of conversation from her demonic calculus teacher...
Gabriella shut the door behind her, feeling Sharpay push her up against it once it was closed. They finally broke the long and passionate kiss to force some oxygen into their lungs. The brunette closed her eyes and tried breathing in deeply. Sharpay had pinned her against the door as she rocked her hips into Gabriella, eliciting a moan that soon became trapped in between their kisses. Sharpay brought her knee up as she started grinding it repeatedly between Gabriella's thighs. One of her hands cupped the other girl's head, as to not cause discomfort since she was pressed firmly against the hard wooden surface of the door. Sharpay's other hand had grabbed the back of Gabriella's thigh, squeezing it roughly. She plunged her tongue into her girlfriend's mouth, probing every warm crevice within. The blonde wound her fingers into the brunette's stray locks, starting to gently pull Gabriella's head back to a tilt. Sharpay peppered the delicious skin of Gabriella's neck with tingling kisses, gravitating her lips downward. She nibbled at the skin that stretched across the brunette's shoulder, feeling Gabriella's heaving chest expand in and out against her own. Gabriella felt a gush of liquid heat spread all over her body until it ended in between her long legs as Sharpay crept her hand that gripped the back of the girl's thigh towards her inner leg. The brunette whimpered innocently, sending the blonde into a crazed frenzy.
Sharpay quickly hoisted Gabriella up in her hands after she felt the girl drape her arms around the blonde's neck. She knew that Gabriella was getting edgy from being unbearably pressed up between herself and the door. Without taking her lips off of Gabriella's, she instructed her feet to walk toward the broad and empty teacher's desk in the front of the classroom. She lightly perched Gabriella on the nearest corner of it, never breaking the breathtaking lip lock. Sharpay stepped in between Gabriella's legs, pushing her close enough so that the brunette's pulsing mound rubbed against Sharpay's hard button and rough zipper on her denim jeans. They were lusting over eachother all day. The blonde pushed her face into Gabriella's cleaveage, feeling even more deeply aroused by the soft and supple skin that was there. She sucked angerly at the slopes of her girlfriend's breasts, working desperately to leave a love mark. The brunette moaned her desire into Sharpay's golden locks, wrapping her legs around the blonde's waist to press her closer to her heat. Sharpay's hands slipped under fabric, scorched by the hot skin of the brunette's back. The blonde's hands fumbled awkwardly underneath Gabriella's top, causing her to grow iritated. She dragged her manicured fingernails harshly down the brunette's back, eliciting another infactuating whimper from Gabriella's soft lipped mouth. Sharpay's eyes rolled to the back of her head. She always went ballistic like this, hearing the innocent girl's tantilizing whimpers.
The blonde growled and was ready to attack Gabriella with a brute force, before a familiarly loud sound emitted from Sharpay's torso. They stopped for a moment, both gazing down. Gabriella giggled when a pink blush creeped up to the blonde's tan cheeks, heating her face. The brunette placed her hand on Sharpay's stomach. "Your hungry." She whispered. Her stomach grew louder this time, and Sharpay sighed in fustration as she pressed her nose into her girlfriend's lusciously long locks. "Yeah, but I'm not quite exactly craving food." She muttered annoyed. Gabriella grinned as she hopped off the desk. She fixed her skirt and adjusted her bun of curls, as if their sexual endeavor had not happened at all. Sharpay, clearly disappointed, slipped her arm around the girl to pull her into her front. 'Do you not want me as much as I want you?' She thought. Gabriella noticed her girlfriend's confused eyes as she locked her fingers around Sharpay's neck. Gabriella smiled, answering the blonde's silent question. "Pay, I've been craving you desperately for weeks. I've been imagining your lips on mine..in my hair..on my neck..my chest..my entire body. After that little session, I think I can wait just a little bit longer."
The brunette slipped her fingers in the blonde's as Sharpay relunctantly let Gabriella lead them to the cafeteria..
A/N: Pretty please, review review! So that this story, will ensue!