Chapter 6

"Um. What was your name again?" I asked sounding like an idiot probably.

"Oh. Sorry. Sharpay." She smiled.

I couldn't respond; Troy swung the door opened and looked right at me. Obviously, Sharpay didn't notice, she continued digging the dirt out of her fingernail. Without looking up she said, "Is it cool if Gabriella joins us, Troy?"

"Why not?" He said sounding like he had no other choice.

"Cool." She dropped her hand and walked inside. I stood there like a statue.

"You coming?" Troy asked irritated.

I nodded and walked in. I followed both of them into the kitchen.

"So, what were up to?" Sharpay asked sitting down at one of the bar stools on the island in the middle of the room.

"The usual. Your lover was here." He mocked.

"Shut up." She glared at him.

"Well, the way you two flirt it seems like you've been dating."

"Whatever. I have to go to the bathroom." She jumped off the stool and headed down the hall.

I rocked back and forth on my heel. This felt extremely awkward. Like, when you go to someone's funeral and your parents make you go hug someone you've met once in your life. When you rather give the person in the casket a kiss on the cheek than have to go hug someone who's uncontrollably crying.

"When did you and Shar meet?"

"Like.. ten minutes ago." I shrugged.

"Oh. She just invited you over here?"

"Yeah, I think I'll go." I quickly walked to the front door, but as soon as I opened it, Troy pushed it shut with his hand.

"It's okay."

"No. I don't think it is."

"Yeah. It is."

"Why are you so nice?" I mumbled.

"What do you mean?"

My shoulders dropped. "I'm such a bitch to you and still you're like the nicest guy. Why?"

"I don't know how many times I have to tell you this; there's something about you. My gut tells me not to let you go and I follow my gut. No matter where it takes me. I don't know why I feel like this, but I will find out. And you can count that as one of my promises."

"Everything okay?" Sharpay asked closing the bathroom door."

"Yeah. Great, in fact." I smiled at Troy.

I was now sitting on Troy's couch in his living room with him on the other end. Sharpay was sitting on the love seat on the other side of the room. Troy kept kicking my leg with his foot. I looked up at him.

"What? Stop staring at me. God." He looked away and then back at me smiling. I rolled my eyes.

"I better get going." I stood up.

"Yeah, me too." Sharpay agreed.

"Okay, bye Shar." Troy said standing up.

"I'll see ya tonight." She flipped her hair over her shoulder and left.

"So, I'll see ya tomorrow?" I asked.

"Probably. I thought we were doing something tonight."

"Uh. What do you think we were just doing?"

"No. I mean just us."

"Oh." I nodded. "Well, I don't know."

"Movies tomorrow? Noon-ish and then we can go out to lunch?"

"Are you asking me on a date?"

"Depends on your answer. If it's a yes, then I am asking you on a date, if you say no, it was just an invitation to hang out as friends."

"Hmm." I nodded with my tongue on my top teeth.

"So..."

"Yes."

"Really? As a date?"

"Yeah. A date."

"Sweet."

I started laughing at the expression on his face. He had a half smile, with his right eye half closed while nodding. "I should go back."

"Alright." He walked me back over to Mimi's house and we stood on the big porch.

"See ya." I set my hand on the doorknob, but he grabbed my hand and held it in his. I looked up at him.

"Uh. I-I, Well I thought-" He stuttered.

"It's cool." I laughed and walked inside.

"Wait." He grabbed my arm and I turned around staring into his glistening blue eyes. "I don't wanna say goodbye yet."

"Me either." I smiled. "What do you wanna do?" I walked over to the white porch swing and sat down.

"I don't know."

"Well, you better think of something. I don't wanna be sitting out here with you for a useless reason."

"So, I'm a useless reason?"

"Maybe." I laughed.

"Well, then." He started tickling me

"Troy!" I squeaked.

"Say I'm the best guy you've ever met. And I'll stop."

"I don't lie, Troy." I said plainly.

"Oh. Well, I see how it is." He hopped of the porch with a hurt expression, and looked back at me smiling. I ran off the porch after him. I started chasing him and eventually caught up to him then jumped on his back.

"Got you." I laughed.

"You always have." He mumbled, but I didn't fully understand him.

"Huh?"

"Nothing." He slipped his arms under my legs and began walking down the street.

"I can walk."

"That's alright."

I rolled my eyes and messed up his hair. "You're a freak."

"But I'm yours."

"Awe. And a con artist."

"I'm not a con artist!" He deafened himself.

"Sure you aren't."

"Well for that," He set me back on my feet, "you can walk."

"Gladly." I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Don't want a bird to poop on you."

"You're such a three year old." I shoved him.

"And you aren't?"

"Nope."

"Well you laugh like one."

"Whatever." I scoffed.

"Oh god. Back on that word?"

"Shut up."

Troy stopped walking and flipped me over his shoulders.

"Troy!" I screamed.

"Shh. You don't wanna wake these people."

"Then put me down!"

"Never."

"Troy!" I tried to get free, but it was hopeless. Oh wow. I like this view. He's got a nice butt. What? Did that thought seriously just come to my mind? Ugh.

"I wanna go back." I yawned.

"Awe. Is someone tired?"

"Yes, and I have a headache, since someone had to carry me upside down."

"You'll get over it." He put me down. Troy grabbed my hand and put his fingers in between mine. "I'll walk you home."

Hehe. Some Troyella cuteness. Reviews are like Zac Efron shirtless. Tehe. Oh, and tell me if you want Ryan to come back. I was thinking about it and then someone left a review about it, so tell me what you guys want. Thanks.