A/n: I don't know how long I really want to make this story. I don't think it'll be over ten chapters. Sorry this was a really long update period. I've been reading all of the Harry Potter books (again) and it took me a little less than a month, so I've been 'busy'.

Chapter 6: Antonio Seron

Gabriella entered her final year at East High in a haze of excitement. She cheerily greeted her fellow seniors on the first day of school.

"Troy, is this your new locker?" Gabriella asked the boy who was currently loading basketball paraphernalia into said locker.

"Hopefully, or else someone is going to be pissed that all of my stuff is in here," Troy said, head still in the locker. "Where's yours?"

"I don't know, I'm looking for it right now," Gabriella glanced at the paper that held her locker number as well as all of her classes on it. "So you're locker number 7… I'm all the way down in the 90s."

"I'll come visit you in a minute," Troy called as she walked absentmindedly in the direction of the later numbers. She raised her hand in acknowledgement. A few minutes later, and what seemed like half of the school away, Gabriella finally came upon her locker. This part of the hallway was empty except for one other person.

And god was he gorgeous! Tall, dark and handsome- your perfect guy. Her mouth fell freely open. She was actually gawking at a guy! Don't think that Troy wasn't hot, because he sooo was, but this guy was Hot! Blushing fiercely, Gabriella walked to her locker, which was only a two away from the mysterious hunk's. She was able to hide momentarily from him by opening the door and pretending to put her things in.

Silence, on both parts. They both rummaged through their bags making almost no noise. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife. Gabriella's mind was in frenzy. All she could think about was the smell sifting towards her. It was kinda like the stuff you get in Abercrombie & Fitch, but better. She glanced in his direction, thanking the lord that she had gone with one of her more sexy back to school outfits.

He was looking straight at her. His dark brown eyes coordinated well with her chocolate ones. The dazzling blue eyes of her boyfriend were long forgotten. He had shaggy brown hair and a dark complexion. He looked Spanish or from somewhere around there. "Hi," he said finally after they'd been staring at each other for awhile. Yup, definitely a Spanish accent.

"Hi," she repeated back to him. Troy seemed like a distant memory right now. It wasn't her mind thinking, but more or less her hormones. Before she even knew what happened, they were locked in a tight embrace. Their lips melted into one. He had grabbed her, and she had not resisted. They clutched at each other, becoming more tightly entwined than humanly possible. She couldn't breathe, but she didn't care. All that mattered was the here and now, who cares what happened afterwards.

This was the best kiss she'd ever had. Way better than anything she and Troy had shared. Troy! She broke away, finally seeing sense. Before she could muster enough strength to get angry at this god, she heard a small cry from behind her.

She turned to see Troy, blue eyes brimming with angry tears. Before Gabriella could say anything, he turned and left her. He looked more hurt than she'd ever seen him. How could she have done this? This wasn't like her. Without even turning back to the man she'd just so heartily embraced, she raced off after Troy.

She couldn't find him anywhere. She couldn't find anyone, which was weird in itself. Then she realized class must have started and she rushed off to Geometry II. Luckily she didn't have this class with any of her friends so she would have some time to think about what just happened. Upon entering, she discovered that she was not, in fact, alone in this class. The guy who had just caused all of the trouble just so happened as to be sitting in the back of the class.

Gabriella chose a seat in the middle of the room, where she could attract the least attention. The news of her kissing that guy didn't seem to have spread yet. Though there did seem to be a fair few girls in the class eyeing him hopefully and slightly warily. Gabriella hadn't really noticed it before, but in the shadows like that, he looked vaguely sinister.

This impression was dispelled as his deep eyes turned to her. He did not break eye contact. His face was impassive, but there was the trace of a smirk. Just a small trace though. Gabriella almost fell back into those eyes as she had done only minutes previously, but this time she stopped herself. She looked away from him to the front of class where a small, wiry new teacher was attempting to gain order.

During role, Gabriella found that the man's name was Antonio Seron. Sexy name. She tried not to look at him during class, but every time her eyes strayed to him, she found him looking right back at her. The class itself wasn't very interesting, and it was very easy. So this was the perfect time to sort out her thoughts.

Okay, so how could she have done this to Troy? She was obviously a horrible person. She should definitely stay away from this guy. She needed to fix things with Troy. Troy, Antonio, Troy, Antonio….

No, there was no way Antonio was getting into the picture here. But he was sooo… attractive. She literally couldn't keep her eyes off of him. She'd never felt passion like this before. It felt wonderful.

Unexpectedly, Gabriella was called on to answer a question. She looked up in surprise. "Um, could you repeat the question?"

"NO!" it looked like this man had reached his limit; apparently he had needed to repeat questions for a number of students. He was gross, with his red, sweaty face and the overlong, gray hairs sticking out of his abnormally large nose. She stared at him, not knowing what to say.

"Detention, Ms…."

"Montez," Gabriella sighed. She hadn't ever been in detention before. This would be an interesting and embarrassing experience.

She looked around, readying herself for the sniggers or insults. None came. She truly was popular now. She turned back to her mystery man. For the first time, he was smiling. Make that grinning hugely. At first Gabriella thought he was making fun of her, but then she saw that he seemed sort of satisfied. Almost pleased. Her liking of him increased. He seemed kind of the bad boy type, and though Gabriella had never dated a bad boy, she was always very attracted to them, in the movies at least.

Her stomach fluttered, weather because of her detention or the response from Antonio, she didn't know. Yes she did. For some reason she really like this guy. He was just so different. So exciting.

The bell rang. Gabriella gathered her things slowly, deciding what to do. She needed to talk to Troy. She glanced at Antonio as he passed her to the door. His warm arm brushed hers. There were those butterflies again. Crap there was Troy in the hallway. What should she do?

A/n: Bum, Bum, BUM! Gabriella takes a ride on the wild side of life. Cliffy! Will she chose wonderful and simple Troy, or mysterious and exciting Antonio?