Disclaimer: I don't own HSM or any songs I mention!
Inspiration: Stingy by Ginuwine
Author: Alleycat
Story: My Pseudo Girlfriend
TG Troy Bolton is an NBA player who wants to appease his mom about his lifestyle choices by hiring a girlfriend for his visit to trick her. Enter Gabriella, who's both fun and enticing, and changes everything
I started college this week and that is why this is so late. I am so sorry but with my current scheduling it is impossible for me to update weekly as I was. Im hoping to do it biweekly but I make no promises. I DO PROMISE THAT I WILL FINISH THIS STORY! (I just don't know how long that'll take)
Gabriellas hair for going is like the Golden Globes with that nude dress and her dress is from American Music Award 07 ( just imagine a little shorter and tighter)
Without further adieu:
Chapter 7- Day Two
Gabriella grabbed her purse quietly and tip toed out of the room so she didn't wake up Troy. He was probably going to be mad at her for sneaking out but she was already in trouble. When the door clicked closed, she straightened up and released a huge breath.
"You ready?" Pam asked loudly, appearing out of nowhere.
Gabriella shushed her and pulled her away from the door before explaining fully. "Troy's still sleeping, but I have his keys!" She jangled the car keys in her face.
Pam shook her head, "He's going to be so mad at you."
Gabriella giggled into her hand, "I know! Now let's go find a starbucks!" She dragged her to the Cadillac Escalade and climbed in. She was putting on the seatbelt when she told Pam her duties. "You're in charge of the radio as the passenger and I am in charge of getting us there and back with no problem."
Pam just laughed and began looking through Troy's CDs.
"Is there only one Starbucks in this whole state?" Gabriella cried, thirty minutes later, when they were pulling into the parking lot finally. "Well at least there's a drive thru!" She said, having trouble maneuvering the large suv into the small drive thru lane.
Pam couldn't stop laughing at her friend's struggles. "I think you need to be a little closer to that window," She pointed out through her chuckles.
"Haha," Gabriella mocked when she had to lean her body out of the window to pay and get their drinks. "You're lucky you know where we are going or else you'd be walking!" She threatened while pulling off.
Pam wasn't worried because she knew she was just kidding. After Gabriella shot her another dark look, Pam wasn't so sure. She made sure to pick the next song as one Gabriella would enjoy.
When Gabriella heard Dynamite by Taio Cruz come on, she turned up the music so loud that it began to beat. She began thumping the steering wheel and moving her shoulders to the beat. And when she shouted "Dance!" at her, Pam knew that all was forgotten.
"What about this?" Gabriella held up a short blue sparkly dress.
They were in one of the classier shops of the trip. It took three stores of hoochie clubbing clothes for Pam to admit she wanted something tasteful. It was their eighth store they had been in and the only thing they could agree on was where to stop for lunch.
"Isn't it a little short?" She asked nervously, which was her response to every dress Gabriella liked.
Gabriella rolled her eyes and shoved the dress at her. "You'll have underwear on, now go try it on. I have a good feeling about this one!"
"You say that about every one!" Pam whined and then sent one despairing look at the dress before going into dressing room.
Gabriella kept searching and found a similar dress but in gold and a little shorter. She had a feeling with her new tan skin and dark hair, it would look amazing. So engrossed in the dress, Gabriella forgot she was ignoring Troy and answered her cell phone.
"Hello," She muttered distractedly as she held the dress up in front of her in a mirror.
"Gabriella!" He half-shouted in surprise that she even answered. He relaxed a little bit before continuing. "Why haven't you been answering my calls? And why didn't you just ask me to drive? I would've taken you two shopping."
"Calm down," Gabriella told him, moving on to shoes in the store. She had knack for never having to try on clothes but rather just knowing what would fit. "I didn't want to wake you up."
He scoffed, "Yeah right, you just didn't want me to go."
She heard the underlying hurt and it made her put the black pump back on the shelf. "Of course I would want you to go but I didn't want Pam to be the third wheel."
Troy fought the urge to smile, his fears reassured. "Well take care of my truck Ella and I'll see you later," He promised.
It was her turn to pout. "You don't want to talk to me?" She had stopped trying to look at shoes and had plopped down on one of the benches to concentrate on the conversation.
"What happened to Miss I-stole-your-car-so-I-wouldn't-have-to-wake-you-up?" He teased, enjoying the fact that she was being needy for once.
She smiled and he could hear it through her voice. "Well that shouldn't be a problem because you are already awake, so I don't mind bothering you. Plus I'm waiting for Pam."
"Where is she?"
"She's in the dressing room trying on a blue dress, which I know will look-" She stopped suddenly.
Troy barely heard Pam's soft voice asking "how do I look?" before Gabriella started squealing and muttered a quick bye. He chuckled at her antics before shutting the cell phone and laying it down on the counter.
"So I'm guessing she finally answered?" Jack asked, taking notice of his son's more relaxed posture.
Troy looked suspicious at his smiling dad. "Were you eavesdropping?"
"Of course not," He held up his hands in mock surrender before joining his son at the bar. "Don't forget that were leaving for the Danforths in about a half-hour."
"Yeah I know," He responded moodily.
"Don't be like that son," Jack reprimanded. "You know it'll be fun being in the old neighborhood with your best friend. Maybe we all could play some hoops for old time's sake."
"Yeah," Troy tried to appear enthusiastic but by the way his dad looked annoyed it was probably unsuccessful.
"Dinners, especially ones with families, don't last that late. So you could probably meet up with them afterwards." It was quiet for a few moments as Jack let that piece of information sink in."Pam and Gabriella seemed to have really hit it off."
"Yeah, unfortunately," Troy muttered, staring hard at his cell phone.
"You don't mean that," Jack chided.
"No, I don't," Troy agreed, laughing. "But it's like ever since we got here, I barely see her."
"You're only here for a week son, and it's to visit with your family." He stood up but paused at the doorframe, "Don't forget that Gabriella is going home with you."
Troy shot him a fake smile but when he walked out, he let it deflate. She would be going home with him but that would be it. It would be the end of their relationship, whether he liked it or not. His plan to get her to fall for him wasn't going anywhere if she spent her whole time with Pam.
As if on cue, the front door opened and there came his girl with arms full of bags. He jumped up to relieve her of the burden and she smiled gratefully. "Thank you," She told him before letting Pam know that she had five minutes.
"Five minutes for what?" Troy wondered aloud as he directed Gabriella to the comfortable sofa, which she promptly collapsed in.
"We're running behind," She moaned loudly when he started rubbing her shoulders. "so she has five minutes to use the bathroom, snack, or say hi to her hubby before we start getting ready."
"So," Troy began nonchalantly, making sure to continue kneading her tense shoulders. "Where are you guys going tonight?"
She jumped away from him and stood up. When he reached for her, she slapped his hand playfully away. "Don't try to trick me Troy Bolton, I know what you're doing."
"What?" He asked, trying to appear the picture of innocence.
She kissed him on the cheek before grabbing her purchases and running upstairs. At the same time, his dad announced that it was time to leave. It was decision time but the decision was already made for him. He trudged behind his father after yelling goodbye up the stairs.
"Your phone is going off," Gabriella told Pam as took a curler out of her hair an hour later and handed her the phone. "You can only read it because I am done with your makeup."
Pam laughed but stopped after she read the text. She threw the phone on the counter and sat back.
"What's up?" Gabriella wondered, after Pam kept the angry look on her face.
She huffed for a couple of seconds, "It was from Lucille and the first sentence was 'Troy wouldn't give me Gabriella's number so I sent this to your phone."
"Ouch," Gabriella flinched but continued with her hair. "That's rude."
"Nothing against you," Pam started.
"Of course not," Gabriella told her, trying to get her to understand that she understood.
"I have been married to her son for five years and she has never treated me as well as she treats you. For the first few years, I tried to be the perfect daughter-in-law. It didn't work so I stopped. She like worships the ground you walk on. It's just not fair," She complained while trying to blink away the tears.
"I used to be you," Gabriella stopped messing with her hair and leaned on the counter so she could look at her while they were talking. "I was so painfully shy. I hated interaction but my college roommate, best friend, and love of my life Taylor changed that. Sometimes I think you need someone to believe in you before you can actually believe in yourself." She went behind her and put her hands on the shoulder. "I will totally be that friend for you and you have no choice."
Pam laughed and dabbed at her eyes.
Gabriella sprayed her hair with hairspray before stepping back and gesturing that she was done. "Don't ruin your makeup and trust me, if Lucille sees how much fun I know you are then she'll love you way more than me. Now go get dressed."
Gabriella was done with her own hair and makeup so quickly that Pam was just coming back when she doing the finishing touches.
"You look gorgeous!" Pam told her.
Her hair was slightly wavy and her bangs were swooped more so than usual. Her dress was gold and she was wearing matching gold pumps. The heel was so large that she was now almost to Pam's height. Pam had a similar dress style but with a more conservative bust and little longer. It was an aqua blue and she had nude heels on. She wobbled a bit as she went to meet Gabriella in the middle of the room.
"We need to leave like right now if we want to get to our reservations on time!" Gabriella told her and began grabbing random makeup and trying to shove it in her bag. She shouted "Let's go!" before darting down the stairs. But she had to wait for Pam who looked more than a little unsteady and Gabriella couldn't stop giggling.
"When I get there, I will so kick your ass," Pam told her as she struggled to get down the stairs.
"Bartender!" Gabriella called out while she was leaning on the bar. He glanced at her to show that he had heard her but continued serving some other people. "I must not be looking as good as I thought I was," She giggled to herself.
"Trust me, beautiful, you look gorgeous!" A voice to the right of her said.
Gabriella rolled her eyes and leaned more to the left to get away from the creep.
"Did you hear me?" He asked, putting a hand on her arm.
Gabriella whirled around. "Listen here, I don't want a free drink, I have a boyfriend, nor do I want to talk to a creepy guy sitting at the bar. I'm just trying to get another drink for me and my friend so please leave me alone."
The guy looked surprised and held his hands up. "I'm sorry."
Gabriella was surprised at how cute he was and not a homeless man. He had blond hair and light blue eyes. Not as amazing as Troy's but still startling. He was young too, around Troy's age.
The stranger sighed loudly. "I'm just having a bad day and you're so pretty-"
"Stop right there," Gabriella interrupted. "I have a boyfriend and he's great. I don't have low self-esteem either so I don't need your compliments. All I need is a drink for me and my friend," She pointed to where she had left Pam on the dance floor.
"Your friend looks a little busy," He commented, amused.
Gabriella looked over and saw that Pam was being approached by a hot guy to dance. "Yay!" Gabriella said while clapping and jumping up and down.
"Wow," The random guy said. "You really want her to get a boyfriend don't you?"
The bartender finally came over and there was a lull in the conversation.
"She's married actually," She told him while she waiting for her drinks. She continued after his shocked face. "but she needs the confidence."
He returned with the two Midori Sour and she paid him. "I'll make you a deal, my friend needs sometime over there with hottie mctottie. I'll listen about your bad day if you talk to me like a friend and with absolutely no ulterior motive."
After she had interrupted him the second time, she did feel bad. She didn't know him but she could tell he was having a down day. It seemed to her he obviously didn't have any friends or else he would be hanging out with them. So after his consent to her terms, she sat down and gave him one of her drinks.
"My sister's long lost love is back in town so I had to deal with her crying all day." He ran a frustrated hand over his face. "I love my sister but he was always a jerk to her. This time he brought a girl home with him. I can't really blame him this time, it's been years. My sister just can't let go."
Gabriella laid a sympathetic hand on his knee. "Guys are jerks and girls are stupid," She said, in what she hopefully assumed, was a comforting voice.
This was the scene that Troy walked in on or more like stormed in on.
"Gabriella?" He grabbed her hand and took it off his knee. He turned to the guy and his eyes widened. "Ryan Evans?"
Ryan laughed without humor. "Troy Bolton, speak of the devil."
Troy's eyes narrowed and he stood in front of Gabriella protectively. "What are you doing with Ella?"
Understanding dawned on Ryan, and then he actually laughed with humor. "She's your girlfriend? The one you brought home?"
"I'm confused," A small voice behind Troy said. She stepped out from behind him, "You two know each other?"
Troy gaped at her. "Know each other? This is Sharpay's twin brother."
"Okay," She said slowly, obviously showing she was still confused.
"This is my time to exit," Ryan said and got off the stool. He went to hug her but stopped when he saw the furious gaze of Troy. "It was nice to meet you Gabriella. Hopefully I'll see you again."
"No you won't," Troy interrupted, angry that he would even insinuate that in front of him.
Gabriella shot Troy a dark look but shouted bye to his retreating figure. After he was gone, Gabriella smacked Troy hard. "What was that? And what are you even doing here?"
Troy was so angry that he was shaking. "I think I deserve to know what that was that?"
Gabriella rolled her eyes at his dramatics, but grabbed his hands and rubbed them in an attempt to calm him. "He was having a bad day and I was just being a friend."
He scoffed, but pulled her close. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "Yeah guys come to clubs to meet pretty girls to be friends with them."
She pulled away and smiled brilliantly. "You think I'm pretty?"
He rolled his eyes. "Of course I do." He stepped back and tugged on her short hemline. "This dress makes me wanna kidnap you and never let out until you promise to put more clothes on!"
"How sweet and not at all possessive," She cooed, pecking him on the check. "Now let's go dance."
He protested but she dragged him out to the dance floor. His protests died away when he realized that she considered dancing as shaking her booty on him. All he had to do was hold on to her hips and enjoy the view.
And boy, did he enjoy it.
They danced until the club closed and not once did Josh come up to complain that he wanted to leave. They met up at the cars and Gabriella offered to drive because she had not had a drink in hours. They separated with a hug and, to Gabriella's surprise, a quick kiss initiated by Troy. She took Troy's Cadillac and Josh and Pam rode in the back seat.
They were going at it like teenagers. At first Gabriella thought it was cute, because her plan of getting some vavavoom into their relationship must have worked. But as the heavy petting continued and the noises increased, Gabriella started to feel nauseous. She didn't have the heart to separate them so she turned up the radio and concentrated on following Troy in Josh's Nisan Altima.
She couldn't keep the smile off her face, happy that she was helping her new friend and coincidently her boyfriend.
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