AN: Surprisingly I don't have much to say besides happy reading! And you guys are being way too generous with these reviews! Seriously, someone give me a flame. You guys are too awesome!

Disclaimer: GUESS WHAT?? I FINALLY OWN THEM.. yeah right.

I also will add and give credit to the Chaylor storyline. So thanks a lot chrisbrownshunny224 for you contribution to my storyline, I really liked the idea! This one's for you hun.

The song title in this chapter is from Field Mob featuring Ciara, and I don't own any one of them.

Chapter six – So what?

Gabriella couldn't sleep last night, she was way to busy. Busy trying to plot down ideas of how she could get Troy and Sharpay back together. She's been thinking about it all week and she just had no clue what to do. She wanted to call Taylor and tell her everything that happened, but yet she couldn't. She promised Sharpay to just keep it between her and Gabriella. Something didn't seem right about the whole thing. Something about this whole plotting to get them back together made her stomach turn. She didn't know why Sharpay would go to her for advice or help. So what? All Gabriella and Troy done was sing together, and according to Sharpay they had a lot of 'chemistry.'

She decided to wake up, do all her morning necessities, and take a shower. When she was done she walked back into her room and opened the dresser drawer and took out a sheet of paper. On the sheet of paper contained five points on what she could do to help Sharpay and Troy get back together. Today she was going to try the first one on her list, but first, she needed to call Troy.

Why did this seem so nerve wracking for her? She knew why. She hated keeping secrets. Or maybe it was the fact that she's never called Troy before, he would always be the one calling her, and most of the time it was for math help. Today was a Saturday, and not even Troy would call her on a Saturday, except that one time when he called her to ask her out for lunch. Aww, that was so cute of him. Gabriella thought quietly to herself. Stop right there Gab, just focus. Just press the call button. You can do it.

She finally did, the phone was ringing. Once. Twice. Three times. Four. And five.

She was just about to hang up, until…

"Hello?" It was his voice, he sounded tired. She really hoped that she didn't wake him up.

"Hey Troy it's me, Gabriella."

Why does she sound so nervous? Troy asked himself.

"Is there something wrong?" He asked.

"No. I just wanted to know if you want to come over today and do some math." She gulped nervously. "We never really finished the lesson yesterday and I wanted to run through it again so you understand."

"Actually, I was just going to ask you. But I was wondering if we could maybe go to Starbucks and work on it…"

"No!" She replied a little to quickly. "You have to come here."

"I have to go there?" He emphasized.

"Yes, because, you know how Starbucks is, it's actually kind of crowded with all those people there, and I think we need to just have more one on one time."

"Alright, I'll be there in a couple of minutes."

They both hung up the phone at the same time. Both caught up in their own thoughts.

Gabriella's thought: Great, he'll probably be here in ten minutes. I have to go get everything ready.

Troy's thought: She so wants alone time with me.

Gabriella ran downstairs and got everything she needed ready. She got the recorder, and shoved it in her pocket. She made a note to herself to remember to turn it on as soon as Troy got there.

Now, it was time to call Sharpay.

The phone rang twice before someone picked it up. It was Sharpay herself.

"Who ever is calling me better have a damn good excuse!"

Most people answer the phone with a hello, but you know it's Sharpay when she answers with an attitude.

"S-Sharpay?" Gabriella sounded nervous, she probably woke her from her 'beauty sleep'

"Yes you better start talking before I track you down and make sure you don't have a job."

"It's me, Gabriella."

"Oh Gabriella! I was waiting to here from you. Is everything all set? Is Troy going over?"

"Yes Sharpay, he's on his way. But I have a bad feeling about this. I hate keeping secrets."

"Listen math girl, im counting on you, so you better not screw any of this up for me."

After Sharpay said that, all Gabriella could hear was the dial tone.

Then she heard the door bell. Troy was here already. She took a deep breath before going down the stairs. She turned her recorder on and placed it back in her pocket, she still felt so uneasy. She just hoped she could get Troy to say the right thing. Her goal was exactly to make Troy open up to Gabriella about Sharpay. In other words, he had to open up about how he really felt, about Sharpay. And if this works the first time, she wouldn't need to do all those other things on her list. This had to work, she needed to get her normal life back, and she didn't want to spend a month or more trying to get Sharpay and Troy back together.

She opened the door, and he smiled. She couldn't smile back, she felt as if she was doing was wrong, she just opened the door more and let him in the house.

Chad and Taylor's day out

Taylor was in her room getting ready. She couldn't say she was nervous, she didn't really know how she felt. She didn't know why she was going on a date with a basketball guy. She didn't even know why he would even ask a girl like herself on a date. Taylor shouldn't be complaining. So what if she thought he was cute? If you really think about it, all the boys on the basketball team were cute, and normally you would picture a cute guy from the basketball team go on a date with a cute girl on the cheerleading squad. She knew who half the basketball team was dating, and it was cheerleaders, and she knew she couldn't compare to that.

She heard the doorbell ring, but she didn't answer it. She figured she'd just let her mom answer it this time. She combed through her hair once more, and she suspected her mom answered the door because she could hear her calling her name from the bottom of the stairs.

"Taylor, someone's here to see you!"

"I'll be right there, mom!"

She gave herself a final look in the mirror. That's good enough. She thought and walked down the stairs with a smile planted on her face.

She walked right beside him and was waiting for a few words from mom, they were kind of both expecting it.

"You better be back home by 3." Her mother (let's call her Beth) warned.

"Don't worry mom we will." Taylor said as she rolled her eyes.

Beth smiled at her daughter and looked at Chad. "If it was up to me she would stay later, but her fathers very strict."

"I understand."

"Alright you two. Stay safe, and have fun."

"Thanks Mrs. McKessie." Chad said and shook her hand.

"Bye mom." She kissed her mother on the cheek

And then they were out the door.

Okay, now she was nervous.

They walked for two minutes without anyone talking. Until Chad decided to break the silence, and Taylor was glad. She wasn't too good with making conversation. And by the looks of it, neither was Chad.

"So, you're mom seems, uh, nice."

"Sure, when she wants to be."

Okay, so it was quiet again, and it couldn't get more awkward than this. Thankfully they were almost there. Just a couple more moments of silence, until Chad decided to talk again, and boy he was not that great at starting conversations.

"When did you realize you liked math so much?"

Maybe he was just as nervous as she was? Who knew? And so what? He was only human.

"Basically, ever since I was in grade five. I was more advanced then all the other kids in my grade so that's when my mother enrolled me into a math program, and ever since then everyone thought of me as some math freak, or science freak. There pretty much the same thing."

Chad didn't really know what to say. "Oh."

"Yeah. So how about you and basketball? How did that all start?"

"It started when I was three. My mom wanted me to be better then everyone else, and then one night I just bounced the ball and it hit the ground and fell into the basket, so my mom took me to basketball classes and sure enough, I was a toddler and the best player on the team."

"That's pretty cool."

"I guess."

Taylor nodded, and before any of them noticed they were at their designated place. A mini golf course.

Taylor giggled. "You brought me mini golfing?"

"Yes. Why? Is there something so wrong with that?"

"No, it's nothing. Im just surprised that you didn't bring me to a basketball court."

"You know, it's funny. That was my second choice."

"Haha, you're funny."

They both giggled in a flirting way. Then they proceeded to purchase the golf clubs and balls. Time sure did fly, and they were there for an hour. They were actually having a good time talking about life and laughing at random times. After they were done bowling they found a rock and sat on it and continued to talk.

Little did they know that a cheerleader was watching them from the corner of her eye. What Taylor didn't know was that this cheerleader had a huge crush on Chad. A crush so huge that she was in fact obsessed with him. She came up from behind them and tapped Chad on his shoulder. Disrupting their conversation.

"Hi Chad." She said in a flirty voice.

"Hi Stephanie." Chad replied very un-interested.

Stephanie gave a very evil look to Taylor. "Aww Chad, how nice of you to take a nerd out on a date. Im sure she really appreciates it."

"Come on, Stephanie don't be rude." Chad said politely hoping that she would go away.

"Oh come on, you can't date a nerd like her. I mean everyone knows that jocks and nerds don't go. Girls like her can't even get away from their front porch without a science text book."

Chad had enough; he stood up and made sure that Stephanie would see his face clearly.

"Yeah I'm on a date with a very smart girl, not a nerd, so what? If you have a problem maybe you should just leave." He looked back and saw Taylor's shocked face. "Come on Taylor, let's go."

Gabriella's house

So far, so not good. It had been quiet for far too long, and the recorder was still recording. She had to get Troy to talk, and the only way he would talk is if he had a math question.

"Gabriella I need to find the number that goes where x is and…"

Gabriella closed Troy's text book and he looked at her surprisingly. She couldn't get him to talk, and now she had to do it the hard way.

"Why did you do that?" He asked.

"Because I think you know enough already. I mean, who really cares about what 'x' is supposed to be? When are you really going to use something like that in your life?"

"I guess."

Okay Gabriella, it's a perfect time to get this thing going and get something on this recorder.

"I'm actually kind of curious to know what happened between you and Sharpay."

"It didn't work out." Damn. He shot her with a simple answer, she needed to make this more complex.

"Well, would you ever consider taking her back?"

"No, we were just too different."

"Oh." Now what was she going to say.

"But there is something that you should know, Gabi."

"Is it about Sharpay?" Gabriella asked hopefully.

"What? No. Why all of the sudden you seem so interested in me and Sharpay?"

"I always was, but I never really had the chance to talk to you or ask you about it."

"It's over and done with. Can I talk now?"

Gabriella sighed, "Fine."

"I don't know where to start. I mean, for three years I've seen you and looked at you but never really got to know you. I just went with what everyone else said."

At this point, Gabriella was confused. Why the hell was he talking about this, she needed to change the subject and make him talk more about Sharpay.

"Yes, and now…"

"Gabriella, let me finish talking."

"Okay, hurry."

"And what everyone else said was that you were some freaky math girl." Gabriella sighed, yeah she knew that nickname too well, and now she had to hear the most popular guy in the school call her it too. "What they don't know is that you're actually just so much more than that."

"Where exactly is this going?..."

"Let me finish."

Gabriella nodded as he proceeded to talk. "You've only been tutoring me for two weeks, and I don't know about you but it feels a heck lot more than two weeks. And the best part about it is that we don't only talk about math, we could talk about anything without feeling uncomfortable."

"That's true."

"Yeah, it is. Now there's me. Everyone expects me to win every basketball championship game, and if we lose, I lose my label. My friends, my dad, and my girlfriend at the time didn't even acknowledge me."

Gabriella could relate. Surprisingly, she knew how he was feeling, but why was he talking to her about this?

"When I talk to you, you don't make me feel like just a basketball guy. You just make me feel like regular guy. That's why I'd rather be here, then at a basketball game. If I was at a basketball game I would have to hear my dad cheer me on and say 'if you can't do it, no one can' and I've been hearing that since I was in diapers."

"Troy, I know how you feel…"

"Exactly, and it's a horrible feeling. But when I come here you don't even talk to me about basketball season or how im going to defeat the next team. Me and you could just have a regular conversation without talking about basketball. You make me feel as if basketball doesn't even exist."

"Wow, im glad that I impact your life like that."

"You have no idea."

"I know exactly how you feel. The reason why there's all this pressure is because once you're labeled, that label is forever and there really isn't anything you can do about it. Since I was two I've been known to be the smart girl who only knew math. What people don't get is that I could actually do a lot more than that. I can even play basketball. Just like how you could even do math."

"See! That's the type of acknowledgment im talking about. You're amazing."

"You're not so bad yourself. Don't even listen to what others tell you. As long as you know who you really are, then that's all that matters."

"There's one more thing."

"And what's that?" Gabriella asked.

"I've seen a lot of girls, but never gotten serious with them, and when I talked to them I didn't seem interested. But when im with you, it's different, it's as If I want to listen to everything you say. Gabi, I don't know what this feeling is, but whatever it is, I don't want it to go away. Please make it stay."

Before Gabriella could reply, Troy's lips were fully pressed on her mouth.

Please don't fall for him Gabriella, not now…

AN: Told you they'd kiss. Once again, a huuuuge thank you to chrisbrownshunny224 for the amazing Chaylor storyline. Because of you, I could now proceed with the Chaylor component in this story. Thanks a lot!

Next chapter: Oh no! Gabriella forgot that everything Troy said was recorded, and oh yes, she refuses to give Sharpay the recorder, but Sharpay, being Sharpay, sneaks it from her and hears EVERYTHING.

Just giving you guys a little warning. I'm going to Guelph, so the next time you'll get an update from me is either Sunday or Monday.