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"Gabriella Rosalinda Montez its lovely that you finally remember me" Maria Montez scolded me through the phone, I winced. It was ten o'clock and after a shower and breakfast I realised that I haven't checked my answering machine in two weeks, mom had left just about 39 messages. Mom lived in San Diego, I would see her often, (it was only a two hour drive) but not often enough for the both of us.

"I'm so sorry Mom, you know everything with the fashion show an-"I began, but I was interrupted by Mom. I knew that she would get over it; she loved me far too much to be mad at me for too long.

"And that boy Troy I've been seeing in the news a lot" she said, I could just hear her smirking into the phone; I groaned this morning I had woken up to see my face and Troy's on the newspaper yet again.

"Mom we're just friends and I was going to tell you about him but I just- I things have been so busy" I said sitting on my couch, in some Victoria secret sweats that I got from Taylor last year on my birthday with my hair in a bun, hey no one was around! I didn't have to be all dressed up; I still had my lazy Gabi moments.

"It doesn't mean you forget about me!" She said in a stern voice "And darling you wouldn't be so defensive if nothing was going on, you usually just swear at the press when they make up rumours but this time you're being defensive". Might I add that my mother knew me way too much?

"I'm sorry" I apologize "I promise to call you every single hour, I do miss you but, I wish you could make it for the fashion show". Mom was a lawyer and even though I told her she didn't have to work because she didn't need to, she would always tell me that it made her feel very independent and she loved her work unfortunately for me it meant she had very busy schedules and couldn't always be there for my fashion shows.

"Now, now I need my space too Gabi but a simple text before you go to bed saying I love you Mami or a visit once a week wouldn't kill you, I know I miss you too mija, I promise I'll be there for the next one but" she said.

"Okay Mami, I'll come and visit sometime next week" I promised.

"Oh Anthony says hi by the way!" Anthony was Mom's boyfriend, he had been for about five years now, and I liked him he was an amazing cook and very funny most of all he kept Mom happy. He had always been there for me and I knew that he loved me like his own child. He also had his own kid, Will, he was sixteen turning seventeen and he was pretty cool, I liked him too, we got along well. I loved that they all livedtogether as a family, it didn't leave me feeling guilty about leaving Mom alone and I knew Anthony or Will would never let anything happen to her.

"Tell him I said hey" I said getting off the couch to clean my living room a bit, the girls had left early this morning due to work so I hadn't had the chance to clean up just yet.

"So about this Troy Boy…" Mom began, I groaned, oh no.

"Mami! Do you not want to talk about other things?" I asked "I told you we're just friends"

"Mhm, okay Gabriella, he is quite handsome though, perfect you. Oh you two would just look adorable together"

"Mom stop" I blushed "There's nothing going on between us"

"So you're telling me, the guy that has got you forgetting your Mum, smiling like you've won a lottery is just a friend? Oh and let's not forget he looks at you like he… he would do anything to protect you, that's what I can tell from only the pictures anyways"'

"Jeez, you're worse than Sharpay" I accused.

"Gabriella…"

I sighed, there was no hiding from Mami anyways, and might as well come clean now.

"Okay so maybe, I find him attractive and we might be going somewhere" I told her, taking all the rubbish to the bin.

"I just want you to be careful baby okay?" she asked, her protective side coming out.

"I will, I promise" I said biting my lip.

"Okay well, I have to go. I'll speak to you soon and keep me updated on everything, good luck on the fashion show and don't be nervous mija even though I know you will be just remember that you will be fine no matter what"

"Okay Mami, I'll try, love you!"

"Love you too" and then I hung up. It was always good to talk to Mom, she knew me best and she would often calm me down. Even though she wasn't around much in my childhood, trying to raise me the best way she could, she was still the one person I couldn't be mad at for more than maybe a week at the most, not after she gave up so much for me.

I still had a fair bit to clean; I decided to get to that now. Half an hour later I looked at the time, it was almost twelve, and Troy had told me he would be over at 12:30. I decided to change into something light, I wasn't sure what we were doing today and it wasn't really an official date. I changed to some cute shorts and a casual top.

About ten minutes later I decided to call my manager just to check if everything was ready for the show tomorrow. I was honestly so damn nervous for it, this was my first show after New York, I was ready to bring some new fashion to the table but what if it didn't work out? What if they didn't like it? I mean I would be fine economically after all I had been in the business for a while, but my career meant so much to me. I couldn't think like this I needed to be positive, I could do it, I showed Marcus the designs the other day and he loved them, he was a famous fashion critic so that gave me some hope. An- the doorbell rang, knocking me out of my thoughts, that would be Troy, I smiled.

I straightened out my top than opened the door. "Hey" I smiled, he wrapped me up in a hug and it was perfect.

"Hey" he answered "You look beautiful"

"Thanks" I blushed, dragging him in.

"What's on the agenda for today?" I asked.

"I'm going to teach you how to play football" he smirked.

"What? Troy I can honestly not play for the world" I told him freaking out "I mean I suck at sport, I'll like trip every two seconds and then I'll probably bruise myself. Oh and I'll probably miss the ball and fall down every time I try and hit it."

"Hey? Hey, it's okay I'll teach you, you'll be fine and I won't let you fall." he assured me looking me sincerely in the eye.

"You won't laugh?" I questioned.

"Never" he swore, I looked at him, still not convinced.

"Please Brie" he said and I could just see it in his eye how much he wanted me to go and I really didn't know how to say no.

"Okay" I smiled giving in.

"Thank you" he grinned like a thirteen year old boy, I laughed. He drove us to what I recognized to be the stadium; last time I was here it was for the world cup and of course the after party where I met Troy.

"Are you sure I'll be allowed in there? I thought your only allowed either if you're watching or for a closed practise" I asked unsurely, not wanting to get him into trouble.

"Oh don't worry they love me" he joked cockily. I coughed "cocky".

"What did you call me Montez? "He asked looking at me as we walked in and a cool breeze met our faces. I smiled and turned to face him

"Cocky Bolton. What are you going to do about it?" I smirked.

"This" he smiled evilly and the next thing I knew he had lifted my legs up and was giving me a piggy back.

"Are you sure this is a punishment? Because you're the one who has to carry the extra weight" I giggled. It wasn't awkward like it would probably be with someone else when Troy had lifted me up it was comfortable, we acted like we knew each other forever.

"Gabriella you weight like nothing" Troy told me as I hung on to him.

"I'll take that as a compliment, thank you" I smiled. As we got near to the reception Troy let me down. I looked, interested in how he was going to let the receptionist let me in.

"Hello Daphne" he said giving her a big old charming smile, oh now I knew, I grinned suddenly fascinated with the show in front of me.

"Hi Troy" she giggled, twirling her hair around her finger and pushing her, er chest area up. I sighed, really? Why can't girls just try and be themselves. "Who is that?" she sneered pointing at me, I stood there feeling more humiliated than ever. Troy growled at her.

"You know maybe this was a bad idea Troy-"I began walking away, Troy grabbed my wrist.

"Hey, don't worry about her" he smiled at me, I nodded.

"Daphne have your manners been thrown in the bin?" he asked her.

"What? Oh no- it's very nice to meet you" Daphne said giving me a fake smile. "Now Troy what can I do for you?" she asked.

"I'm just taking Gabriella down to the stadium if coach says anything let me know." He stated.

Daphne snorted and then muttered something along the lines of coach-loves-you. Troy grabbed my hand walked me down a hall.

"Ready to play Montez?" Troy asked smiling at me.

"No, but I won't ever be" I told him.

"Oh you'll be fine" he said leading me through another hall and then some stairs and suddenly we were walking into the stadium pitch, Troy grabbed a ball and I noticed that the nets were already set.

"So this is your stage hey?" I asked, the stadium felt so natural and so inspiring, it was beautiful and it give me a feeling I couldn't explain, who wouldn't be pumped playing here.

"Guess this is it" he smiled looking around, he threw the ball and I caught it.

"I said I was terrible at soccer, not every other sport" I clarified and Troy laughed.

"You keep on surprising me" he stated, I smiled.

For the next hour or so Troy showed me how to play, even some little tricks and surprisingly I ended up loving it once I got the hang of it of course and also because Troy had decided to wrap his arms around me and guide me.

"Okay maybe you were right, I had so much fun" I admitted sitting down and taking a drink out of my drink bottle that I had grabbed, Troy came to sit down next to me.

"I told you, you would love it" as he looked around in admiration and there was this overwhelming feeling of me feeling so proud of him.

"You really love it here don't you?" I asked smiling.

"More than anything, everything about football just makes me so happy" he told me.

"I'm proud of you Troy" I told him sincerely. Troy suddenly looked at me and I was caught in his gaze, his eyes were the most beautiful thing in the world, he started leaning in.

"Troy I'm all sweaty" I whispered as much as I hated too.

"You're beautiful" he whispered back and he leaned in and kissed my lips, slowly and passionately. I felt as if I was in heaven, his hand came to caress my cheek. We parted for a second and then I leaned in and kissed him again, we kissed and kissed and kissed.