Gabriella's POV

We got to the Sharpay's beach house after the longest car ride of my life even though it was only 3 hours. You might think I'm exaggerating but Mitch farted in Troy's face during the first ten minutes of the long ride and then Troy retaliated by picking his nose with a tissue and then accidentally throwing it into Mitch's mouth when he was talking. Like I said, it was a VERY long ride.

Everyone, quickly got out of the car, and Troy insisted on carrying my bags into the house. How nice of him. Although, it might just be his way of saying 'I'm sorry for spilling my coke all over you when I was trying to aim for Mitch.' Oh well, as long as I didn't have to carry my own stuff.

Now I'm in mine and Taylor's room. Sharpay of course gets her own room and Troy, Mitch, Chad, and Jason all have to share one big room. I didn't mind having Taylor as a roommate. She didn't seem to be the kind of person who will be up all night partying, but the kind that actually did their homework. Smart. She seemed to be organized which was perfect because I had my own system and everything needed to be in order. I guess you could say I had OCD.

"So you seem to be fond of Troy…" She trailed off so I didn't know if I should answer her or not, or even if there was a question to answer at all.

"Nah, I just met him." I said after several minutes of awkward silence. She just kept on unpacking her clothes into the dresser closest to her bed.

"Alright, so do you girls want to hit the beach before it gets dark?" Sharpay said entering without knocking.

"Sure!" Taylor was more than enthusiastic to go. I'm kind of offended. I answered her question didn't I?

"Uh… I have a lot to unpack. I'll meet you guys there in an hour or so." I answered looking toward my suitcase still filled with my neatly folded clothes. I didn't think it was a good idea anyway if we left the boys by themselves.

"Fine, see ya later." Sharpay said standing and walking out of the room.

"Are you sure you don't want to come?" Taylor asked looking back at me from the doorway.

"No no. Go have fun." I said and smiled at her before looking once again at my suitcase.

"Ok... well bye." She said and exited the room. Several seconds later I heard two car doors slam and then the sound of the car driving away.

10 minutes later I managed to unpack all of my clothes and toiletries into their rightful places. I took off my coke covered shirt and put on a pink tank top. Then I put my hair into a messy bun and walked into the kitchen, which was fully stocked. Opening the fridge I saw those delicious Yoplait yogurt cartons and took one out.

"Shut the hell up!" was coming from the room down the hall and then the door slammed. I turned quickly to see Troy emerging from the shadows where the light didn't quite reach.

"Oh… Uh hey." He said and opened the fridge. A coke was in his hand when it emerged from the fridge.

"Uh... You should be careful with that. Don't spill it again."

"Yeah, sorry about that. Again."

"Nah, don't worry about it." I said while walking to the living room and sitting on the suede couch in front of the T.V.

He sat next to me and there was a long moment of silence before he turned on the T.V. He put on the movie 'Forrest Gump'.

"What's this?" I asked and he just looked at me funny.

"You mean you've never seen Forrest Gump?" Uh no... That's why I asked what it was, smarty.

"Um. No."

"That's just weird. No person should ever go without seeing Forrest Gump! He's a legend." Some legend. I've never heard of him.

After several minutes of arguing over what the best movie of all time was we just started talking. Talking about anything and everything. We talked about books, most of which he hadn't read, and songs. We talked about several T.V. Shows. I told him my favorite color, music artist, animal, and he told me his. It was easy to talk to someone when you weren't talking about anything that important, yet at the moment it meant everything to find out what the other person's opinion was. It was… nice.

Before today, I couldn't really tell you anything about Troy Bolton except for his looks. Hell, before today I couldn't tell you his full name. Which, for the record, is Troy David Alexander Bolton. I had so much fun sitting on that couch that I had no idea how much time had actually passed by until I heard my cell phone ringing from the counter. So I reluctantly got up from the spot I was sitting in and answered it.

"What the hell Gabriella?! You were supposed to meet us here over two hours ago!" Shit! Sharpay was mad…

"Uh... I got side tracked. I'm sorry." I said although I wasn't really sorry. I had more fun here than I would've tanning at the beach.

"That's no excuse. We're on our way home now, so you have time to get your story straight." And then she hung up.

"Sharpay?" Troy asked from the couch. He now had his feet stretched across the place that I was sitting and was looking up at me so I nodded. "What did she want?"

"I was supposed to meet them at the beach." I said looking at my watch to see if Sharpay was exaggerating by saying that I was 2 hours late but she wasn't.

"Well I can drive you there…" He offered as he suddenly sat up.

"You don't have a car genius. Besides they're on their way home now." I couldn't help but smile at him as he took the fact that he no longer had his car with him into consideration.

"Oh, well Sharpay is going to be mad at you…" He said and I laughed.

"Hey, did you know that we have been talking for nearly 3 hours?" I asked and he looked at the clock.

"Nope, didn't even notice." I sat right back down next to him.

"So… Your favorite color is blue because…?" I asked. I always thought that you needed a reason to like a color. Like if you liked yellow it might be because of the sun.

"What kind of question is that? How should I know?"

"Well you like it…" I said in a 'duh' tone and he just looked at me confused.

"I don't know why I like the color blue. Why do you like purple miss smarty pants?"

"Well because Purple symbolizes power, a quality everyone wants in their life. Purple is the color kings and queens wear, and the color they decorate their houses with." He looked at me taking everything into consideration. "Besides, purple is such a pretty color!"

"Wow… do you always think everything through like that?" I hadn't really thought about it as thinking it through. I just thought that you should have a reason.

"No. I don't think so." I answered waiting for him to continue.

"Then, why is your favorite month April?"

"Because, it's my birthday, and I like the rain." I replied. My answer made him frown.

"You think too much."

"What do you mean? How else are you supposed to judge a month?"

"Well I don't know. You get straight A's don't you?"

"Well… yeah. Don't you?" He laughed at me, and I realized that he obviously didn't get straight A's.

"Yeah right."

Then my phone buzzed and I took it out of my pocket. It was Taylor who had sent me a text.

Get Ready. We're getting closer to the house.

"C'mon." I said as I got up and put on my flip flops while pulling him up from his spot on the chair.

"Where are we going?"

"Pizza place that we passed on the way here." I looked out the front window and saw Sharpay and Taylor turning the corner in her pink convertible.

"But, we don't have a car." My gosh, he's a complainer.

"We'll walk. Now let's go." I said as I pushed him quickly out the back door. He landed in the sand on his butt and I couldn't help but laugh at him. But then I heard the front door open and it wasn't funny anymore. So I pulled him up screaming "let's go" over and over again.

We sprinted across the sand away from the house but avoided the ocean. We must have run a while because I had to stop to catch my breath. He stopped beside me and looked like he could run miles on end.

"I don't have any shoes." He said and I looked at his bare feet.

"Why not?" I asked still out of breath.

"Because you pushed me out of the house maybe." He said in a 'duh' tone, which I didn't exactly appreciate.

I looked around in hope to see a shoe store around, but we were surrounded by sand and ocean. I was extremely thirsty and unfortunately lost so I kept walking straight.

"Do you even know where we are?" He asked after about 10 minutes of walking through the sand that never seemed to end.

"Depends on what you mean by are. I know we're at the beach." I answered and he groaned.

"Well, can't we just go back?" He asked.

"No, let's go there." I answered pointing to the lights coming from about a mile down the beach.

"The boardwalk? Isn't that just a whole bunch of stores and stuff?" He asked unappreciative of my finding.

"Well, with the stores we can buy you some shoes, and if we're at the boardwalk we can get a taxi back to the house. Not to mention the amusement park they have there."

"With like roller coasters?" he asked finally a little excited about where we were going.

"Of course." I replied not really wanting to go on any rides too big.

By the time we finally reached the boardwalk the sun was setting. I didn't mind it that much. The lights on the rides were pretty and so was the sun on the ocean. I looked at Troy and he was looking way up at the Ferris wheel.

"No." I told him and he looked at me confused. "I'm not going on that."

"Fine. But I'll have to drag you on that." He looked me and smiled devilishly.

Past the Ferris wheel there was a roller coaster that went a little higher than the Ferris wheel, and did at least 2 loopty loops. He's kidding. Right? Of course he wasn't because in the next second he grabbed my hand and pulled me all the way to the ride. Since it wasn't crowded, we got on right away.

"I'm going to kill you." I said as I was pulling down the restraint. He just laughed. I haven't ridden on a roller coaster this big before. I only ride the tiny ones in the kiddy parks.

It was extremely fast. I counted wrong, there were actually 4 loops. I screamed all the way through and Troy held my hand for the most part but he let go on the big hill to put his hands up. Don't get me wrong though, I liked it. Not the hand holding, the ride. But the hand holding was fun too.

Next we rode a ride called the claw. It's a basically a circle with seats on the sides and it swings so each section of seats goes into the air and looks directly toward the ground. I screamed through that entire ride too, and Troy held my hand again. I realized then, that it helps to act scared because guys pay attention to that. Every single ride after that I screamed and every single time he held my hand.

After the amusement park, we walked around the board walk. I bought him a pair of shoes, my choice. They ended up being Shoes with bunnies on them. I thought they were cute but he thought differently. He won me a teddy bear by throwing baseballs into giant milk bottles. I bought a sweatshirt because it was getting cold out, and he bought one too.

By the time we got back to the house it was 1 in the morning. Sharpay was nowhere in sight, but the guys were sitting on the couch and floor watching a movie. Taylor was there too but she was reading a book. They all looked up and Taylor just smiled at me.

"We went to the boardwalk. Where's Sharpay?" I asked trying to get them to stop staring.

"She went to look for you two." Taylor answered. Mitch, who had been one of the ones lying on the floor, looked down at Troy's feet.

"Aw.. those are cute Troy. Pick them out yourself?" He said and him and chad started laughing. Jason even smiled at the sight of him in bunny sneakers. Troy looked down and then up again.

"Yeah. You like them?" He said and walked into the kitchen grabbing a bag of chips.

"You just had a hot dog." I complained. What is it with guys and their humungous appetite? I just don't understand.

I opened up my phone and saw 20 missed calls and 5 texts. All from Sharpay. I quickly called her and told her to come back, then went into my room and gently placed my brand new giant teddy bear on the floor next to my bed. I smile at it then looked at my hand and put it against my face.

"So…? Just friends?" Taylor teased walking into the room.

"We just went to the boardwalk." I smiled looking back at her.

"Right, Just the boardwalk." She said as I pulled the covers of my bed up and crawled inside.