Off Limits

The New Teacher

Rating: T

4 Years Later

"Oh my god," Sarah, Gabriella's roommate, said coming up to her.

"What?" She asked confused.

"Professor Jackson had a family emergency and the hottest guy is filling in for him the for the entire month!" "Really?" Gabriella asked.

"Yes, come on we have to get to class!"

"Ok," Gabriella laughed. They walked to the class to see their new professor turned around talking to the department head. As Gabriella walked down the aisle he turned around. She froze as did he. It was Troy. They locked eyes and chills ran through her body. Troy's jaw dropped. She was still gorgeous, but just more grown up, she was thinking the same thing.

"Please take your seats," the depa

rtment head said breaking Troy and Gabriella's gaze. All the students took their seats in the 20 desks in the room.

"As you know Professor Jackson will be out for the next month. This is Mr. Troy

Bolton. He will be replacing him for the next month. Mr. Bolton is a Syracuse alumni, and has already worked his way up to the top of one of the most prestigous sports agencies in the country. I am confident that you will learn a lot from him. Please give him the respect that you give any of your other professors." He then turned to Troy. "Can you take it from here?"

"Yes," he replied and the man walked out.

"As he mentioned I am Troy Bolton. You can call me Troy, Mr. Bolton is my father. I am the head of the basketball division at MRMA (Maria Robert Montez Agency). You might be wondering why I am taking a month off to teach you guys, well that is because my

boss, Robert Montez is a Syracuse alumni, and would do anything for this school…"

"Wait isn't Robert Montez Gabi's dad," a boy called out.

"Thanks for that Troy," Gabriella glared at him.

"Anytime Gabs," he replied and they laughed.

"Anyways, enough about me. Now I have a question for all of you. Who here thinks you need to know a lot about sports to be a sports agent?"

They all raised their hands.

"Yeah whoever told you that is full of shit." Everyone laughed. "What you really need to know is how to deal with people. How to compromise. And how to put up with peoples bullshit. And when I say people I mean a 19 year old boy who has yet to play a minute of pro basketball and wont sign a Nike contract if it is 10 million dollars. No it has to be 12. These are boys that have been told their entire lives how fabulous they are. I know, I was one of them..." Gabriella scoffed.

"Do you have anything to say Gabriella?" He was definitely taken aback by her, for he had thought they had left on a good note. Weird, but good.

"Yeah, I am just wondering who in the right mind would ever call you fabulous?"

Everyone laughed.

"Your father."

"Cocky bastard," she mumbled.

"I heard that."

"Good."

"I have really missed you Gabriella," he said with sarcasm in his voice, even though he had missed her.

"I couldn't say the same," she replied with attitude, even though he missed her like crazy as well.

"That's sweet...you done?"

"For now." He rolled his eyes.

"Ok, anyways, you have 10 scouts at every high school game, offering you full ride scholarships to Division 1 schools, then when you pick one and get there, you are treated like a god. Let me tell you a secret. The basketball players at this school; never done an hour of homework, that whole law against bribery, I got an Escalade to come here. You think those dorms the players stay in are the ones stay in freshman year? Unless they were suites with a living room, kitchen, and bathroom, they are not. With all these amenities athletes are receiving today, the day they enter the draft, they are expecting every team, every shoe company to give them exactly what they want…" Gabriella couldn't help but sit there and be amazed. The professor was right, they were going to learn a lot from Troy. The class continued on for the next hour, with Gabriella arguing and bickering with Troy only twice.

"Ok well I will see you guys tomorrow," Troy said as they got up. Gabriella tried to leave as quickly as possible, however she was unsuccessful.

"Gabriella may I talk to you for a second," Troy asked. She froze in the middle of the aisle and let everyone leave the room. She turned around once they did, and looked at him as he leaned against the desk.

"Do you talk to all of your professors like that," he asked.

"No, but then again you aren't my professor," she shot back.

"I am for the next month," he replied. "Now I have another question. Why are you so mad at me?"

"Why did you have to do it? Why did you have to come in and save me from Jay? Why did you hold me and comfort me? Why did you kiss me? Tell me I was beautiful?" she asked upset.

"What would you rather have been raped. I saved you because I cared about you Gabriella, and comforted you because you shouldn't have been alone in a situation like that. And don't even begin to blame that kiss on me, and you asked me if what I said was the truth," he replied walking towards her.

"Fine! But then why did you come here? You knew you were going to see me!"

"I came here because your dad wanted me to!" he shot back.

"Whatever Troy, it doesn't matter anymore. It was 4 years ago," she said before walking out of the classroom.

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