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Ryan turned back to Troy, and laughed at his expression. He put his hand on Troy's should and sighed, "Good Luck buddy!"

Troy realized what he was doing and immediately stopped looking at the two, "Ryan…I think I almost kissed her…"

Ryan burst out laughing, but once he realized that Troy was serious, he stopped and gave a surprised disbelieving look, "Troy…you don't almost kiss a girl…we don't do that!"

"I know, I know!" Troy shouted.

"I just made out with Taylor!" Chad said excitedly, running over to them in the process.

"So..." Troy barked.

Chad took a step back before asking, "What's your problem?"

"He almost kissed Gabriella…" Ryan said slowly, still taking it in.

Chad starting laughing the same way Ryan had, until he realized that they weren't joking, "What!? Troy…you don't almost kiss a girl…we don't do that!"

Troy groaned at how alike his friends were, "I know…maybe I do…do like her, you know?"

"Umm, yea…unless she's your girlfriend! Is she your girlfriend?" Chad jumped, laughing disbelievingly, "It would ruin your, and not to mention our, rep."

Troy shook his head no quickly and fervently; why did people call him his girlfriend? He would just have to forget about liking her. They were just friends and it wouldn't be hard to look past his foreign feelings. He shrugged, but looked back over to Gabriella, who was still sitting with the boy, and he felt anger rise up in him again. Maybe this would be harder than he thought.

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Troy walked into school on Monday and saw Gabriella at her locker, putting away her things.

"Hey Brie," Troy greeted in his trade mark flirtatious voice that he used with every girl.

"Hey Troy, we have class in two minutes…why are you umm, here?" Gabriella asked gigging.

Troy smiled; her laughing seemed to make him happy, but he quickly changed his dreamy smile into a smug, flirty smirk, "I decided I wouldn't ditch today. So come on we've got class."

Troy grabbed her hand and started to lead her to classroom. She glanced at him Oh my God…is he holding my hand? He is so cute…I mean completely intolerable. He uses girls!

They were a couple of feet from the class room when Troy finally realized what he was doing, and dropped her hand quickly and hoped Gabriella didn't notice.

But she did. See he just uses Girls! He doesn't care about their feelings, or about what they think. What a Jerk…why do I hang out with him? He smiled at her before the entered the room and she smiled back dreamily, Oh yeah…but we're just friends.

Taking her seat in front of Troy, Gabriella opened her textbook and started to listen to what the teacher was saying. It was another thing for Troy though, as he started at the back of Gabriella's head.

He smiled as she brought her hand to her dark locks and tucked a piece behind her ear. He caught himself quickly, and sat upright, but soon lost himself again. How does she do that? There's a girl right next to me wearing a mini skirt so short that it should be a sin, and yet, my attention is completely on her. Maybe…maybe she's…different. Maybe this will be the one girl that I take seriously. Maybe I'll ask her to the dance… Nah…Brie's my friend, and I can't compromise that. I've never had a friend that's a girl, and I don't want her to think I only asked her to get in her pants. I can change though…can't I?

Gabriella turned around to Troy, "Hey…do you have an extra pen I can borrow? Mine died…"

"Oh, yeah, sure…here" Troy said handing her a pen, trying not to sound too out of it.

"Thanks!" Gabriella said before turning back.

"Uh-huh…" Troy muttered. Okay maybe I will ask her. I mean who can resist Troy Bolton! …and if she does say no, I'll say I asked her as a friend! Yes! I am so damn smart.

The ball rang and by the time Troy noticed, Gabi had just walked out of the room, but he caught up quickly, "Hey Brie! Could I talk to you?"

"Shoot," Gabriella said leaning up against the wall, facing Troy.

Troy started very slowly, making final decisions on whether he should go on or not, "Okay, well I was wondering if you had plans for-"

"Gabi!" A voice called from behind her, she gave an apologetic look to Trot before spinning around to address the voice that had called her.

"Oh hey Matt," Gabriella said. Troy looked up at him and felt his anger again. His heart felt like it was being squeezed, and his breath caught in his throat.

"Gabs…Your going to the dance with me right?" Matt asked arrogantly.

Troy felt his face getting hotter and he looked to Gabriella, who was still facing Matt.

"Well, I don't have a date," Gabriella said, and Troy had had enough. He was sure she was going to say yes to Matt, so he quickly scurried around the corner. Gabriella looked behind her to see what Troy was doing, she sighed heavily when she saw that he was gone. For a second there, she was sure he was going to ask her to the dance. But why was she kidding herself? He didn't go for girls like her, "I would love to be your date Matt."

"See ya tonight!" Matt said kissing her cheek, and walking away.

Gabriella nodded, and grabbed books from her locker. Troy would never ask me…He goes for the slu-…umm… more promiscuous girls. But why would I want to go with him! He's a total playboy, and I'd only be hurting myself…not to mention pissing off about every girl in school for 'cutting in line' or whatever. Nobody wants a girl like me…I don't even know why Matt asked me! Why didn't Troy!? Gabriella slammed her locker shut, startling many around her. She stormed off, but stopped dead in realization. Oh my God…I'm in love with him…I'm in love with that jerk, playboy, sweet, Troy Bolton! NO! How did this happen? I trained myself not to fall for him…I not going give into him…I can't give into him…

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Troy walked down the hall not paying attention to where he was going: bumping into people left and right. All he knew was hat there was no place he could go that was far enough from where he was, "This is why he did like commitment! If Gabi has to know!" he mumbled to no one in particular, "I don't want this! I don't want feelings! I don't want commitment or stings or attachment. I don't want to get…hurt."

Troy stomped through the school, still pushing people out of his way. One of those people happened to be none other than Sharpay.

"Troooooooooooy!" She said in a sing-song voice. He turned around for a second, but then kept walking, while she kept up behind him, "So…do you have a date for the dance yet?? Because I thought we could go together!"

Troy stopped in his tracks, causing her to bump into him. He was about to turn around, and scream that the only person he wanted to go with was Gabriella, but soon decided against it.

A sly smile crept onto his face as he finally did turn around to face Sharpay, "I would love to…Sharpie."

Sharpay frowned slightly, but only for a second…Troy Bolton had just said yes to her, "Oh it's Sharpay. But down worry about it…it's a common misconception." Sharpay giggled.

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Ryan had been standing a few feet away, and heard their conversation, "I remember your name." it didn't matter though, no one would notice him anyway. Around here he was just: Troy's friend. Realizing that he didn't have a date yet, Ryan turned around and smiled, knowing exactly who he was going to ask.

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"Whatever." Troy said kissing Sharpay passionately, except, the thing was, there was no passion.

Sharpay stood, waving goofily as Troy left school, not caring he had only been there for an hour.

Troy growled, "I can't believe I actually considered changing, for her!"


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