Chapter 10 – Night Out with Troy

"I'll be up later Mija," my mom said walking by kissing my forehead; I tugged on my sweatpants as I picked up my bag full of food to last me the day. "Alright, I think Troy is going to be there." I told her, she nodded, "You are two are getting awful close," her hand placed over her belly as I looked down at the forming bump.

"Yea, we are good friends."

"Is that it?" she asked, I looked at her, "no," last night was a night that just did not need to be talked about. After waking up at two in my bedroom, not knowing what the hell happened, I was freaked and wanted to talk to Troy. I had no clue what happened last night.

"Alright, well be safe. The twins and I will be up later." I nodded as I stripped my car keys from my pocket. I tossed everything into the passenger seat. I started the car before backing out and away I drove to the sand volleyball center. I had signed up with the girls from East High. They had invited me to tag along when the coach saw me playing volleyball and I was quickly placed on the team for the next year.

Parking my car into the nearest parking space, I grabbed everything I was going to need and met up with Abbie who was walking in.

"Hey!" I said joining her, "Are you ready? This place is going to be packed full of guys." She teased bumping my hip. I giggled, "I know one guy…or a few guys who will probably show up."

"Who?"

"Troy Bolton and some of his baseball friends." She raised an eyebrow, "Really? You are friends with the Troy Bolton?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "Yea, I mean its pretty good, my dad is a famous baseball player so it was destined to happen."

"Famous baseball player? I seriously think we should start hanging out more!" I giggled, "I thought you knew about it? I mean I thought it went around school."

She shook her head, "Nope, sorry never heard."

"My dad is Alex Montez,"

"The one that plays for the Yankees?" she asked as she slipped off her purse onto the nearby table. I placed my Guess Pink Sunglasses onto my face and I glanced around.

"Are those legit Guess sunglasses?" she then shook her head, "Never mind, why would I ask such a thing?" I laughed, "Yea, I got them for my birthday a year ago."

"And you would be playing in them?"

"I have a new pair that my dad got me a few weeks ago." She rolled her eyes, "Wow, that's insane." The rest of the team started to show up and we all started to laugh and joke around.

"Hey! Look who it is?" I turned around to see Troy in a pair of Ray bans and a Yankees tshirt with Montez on the back. I laughed as I greeted him into a hug. "Hey! Do you have a hangover from last night?"

"Yea, that's why it took me ten extra minutes to get here." I laughed and then we all went out onto the court to start getting ready. I stripped my NYC sweatpants off as the sand flew up into our faces.

Teams started to show up down the courts and guys surfaced with sunglasses and plenty of water. I kept my hair up and to the side with an even French braid; I fixed my hard headband before we took the court.

I glanced over my shoulder to see Troy watching as my spandex sucked on my ass. I adjusted my t-shirt before I rubbed my eye. The opposing team served the ball and it came straight to me. It bounced off of my forearms and up to the setter position.

I back off of the net and called for the ball, Abbie set it up and I bounced out of the sand. My hand came sliding down on top of it and bounced over to the other side.

We cheered and Troy yelled from behide, I tossed a smile before we got ready for the next point.

After six games of volleyball, we were in the championship game against the West High team. I tossed the ball up into the air and my fingers hit it across the net.

The girl in the five positions bounced it up to the setter and the setter tipped it over the net. Mackenzie dived for the ball and she popped it up as Sydney got the next hit. I set it over the net and we all got back into positions.

The ball fell into the net and it hit the floor. I bit on my lip as it was game point and it was my serve. I had missed every single game point today and I knew they were all giving me looks of shit. It was a tight game and we didn't really want to give it up.

I went back to the line and I could feel Troy watching me. Maybe that is why I was under so much pressure. "You got this Brie," he whispered softly, I raised an eyebrow as I shook my head.

"Pipe it Bolton, let her focus." Amanda said from the sidelines, I took a deep breath and then I called out the score. I tossed the ball into the air and it flew over the net. I felt as if it was going deep but at the last minute there back row person shot up to touch the ball and it glazed over her fingers and then against the fence.

We all cheered together as we formed a group. Troy came over and picked me up throwing me over his shoulder, he ran around as I laughed. I held my sunglasses close to my face as the group cheered. The owner came over to hand us our well deserved trophy.

"And the MVP is Gabi Montez!" Troy clapped as my feet hit the ground again. I went over to my mom who took my picture but Troy interrupted it with a hug. "I am sending this to your dad!" I laughed as Troy and I posed for a better picture.

My mom smiled as she sent it, "I will see you back at home."

"Sounds good, I'll make dinner tonight."

"Wait, do you mind if I join? I wanted to take Gabi out later tonight for a special surprise but I wouldn't mind coming over for dinner."

"How about your whole family comes Troy! My mom would love your mom and I could make something easy for everybody to eat." Troy's eyes went over to my moms who looked happy, "That would be fantastic! Troy, you should invite them! Gabi, I am going to go home and rest. I am exhausted and the twins seem to be too." She rubbed her stomach and I nodded.

"Okay, I will be back later. I am going to make Spaghetti for everybody. So I am going to go to the store, start the sauce, take a shower, and then cook the noodles and bread."

"If you buy salad stuff, I can do that."

"Alright, I will totally do that." I nodded as Troy walked back over to us, "My family is in for the night! So what can I do to help?"

"You can come to the store with me," I said as I slipped my sweatpants back on. "Fantastic," Troy cheered sarcastically, I hit his shoulder and I slipped my car keys back into my pocket. I strung my purse over my shoulder as my mom put her hand on my back.

"Oh, I am so tired." She mumbled, "Mom, go home and relax,"

"Okay but you need to call your dad when you have a minute. He wants to talk to you." I nodded my head and then I reached my car.

"Meet me at the store," I said to Troy, "I'll follow you," he tapped the hood of my car and I nodded, "Sounds good to me." I pulled my phone out, I speed dialed my dad and he answered on the third ring. "Congrats baby girl!" I laughed as I started the car.

"Thanks dad, how is spring training?"

"Amazing. I just miss my family and I am missing your mom. I can not believe we are having twins,"

"I guess no more kids after this,"

"No, no more kids after this."

"Are you guys going to find out the sex?"

"Uhm, probably not. We didn't find out with you," I clicked on my blinker as I turned on to the nearby store. I looked in my rearview mirror to see Troy right behide me.

"So who is coming with you to the opening day? Dylan?"

"Troy," I said as I scanned the area for a parking spot, I pushed the car forward before finding one close to the front. "Troy Bolton?"

"Mhm, what other Troy would I be talking about?"

"Its good you are bringing him up. Ever since I showed them the video, they have wanted to meet him." I switched off my car and took off my seatbelt.

"He doesn't know this but he has had many scouts looking at him. Major and college."

"Are you guys dating?"

"I would have told you if we were dating," I said as I opened my car door. I stepped out and Troy was already waiting for me, "Dad, I gotta go. Troy's parents and siblings are coming over for dinner and I have to cook dinner."

"Oh. I wish I could be there."

"I wish you could be there too." I responded, "I love you."

"I love you too," he said and we hung up saying goodbye. "How is your dad doing?"

"Great! Is ready to see us in two weeks," I said hitting his hip, "I am so excited. It's not even funny." Troy said as we entered the store, "I can not believe how well you jelled to the volleyball girls, most boys can not get through there skin."

I giggled, "Well you know, I just have this thing about me." Troy grabbed a cart from the long line of them as I walked by his side. "So do you even know how to cook?" I gasped lightly, "Really? That is what you are going to ask me?"

"I just need to know if I should tell me parents to pretend or not?" I giggled as I nodded, "My dad loves my cooking and my older boyfriends too. Have you ever tasted my brownies? I learned them from my mom."

"You should make some; I would love to try them."

"Well, I can have my mom do it. She does a lot better of a job but mine still taste really good." He winked as he went down the produce aisle.

I stopped as I looked at Troy, "Troy…I woke up in the middle of the night last night and I could not recall one thing that had happened from when we entered the party, I thought I kissed a guy maybe," Troy stopped as he winced, "Let's just say it was not your finest hour."

I scrunched my eyebrows together, "What did I do?" Troy let out a long sigh as a mother walked right by us. Troy gripped onto the cart as his jaw clicked. "You obviously had too much to drink. I could notice that and you went out to the dance floor. You suddenly were with this guy, Evan, you never told him your full name or I don't think you did anyway."

Troy paused again and then I looked at him, "You guys kissed, way more than once. You were in opposite directions when he told you that he couldn't get involved with SE guys, which is the baseball team, and then you found him again. Kissed again, by this time I thought you were going to drop over drunk, Evan noticed and he waved me over. You were very upset with the idea of leaving Even at the moment."

I closed my eyes as I groaned, "I made a complete idiot out of myself," Troy laughed, "No, and it was cute. You looked and acted wanted and he gave it to you for the moment, just please, don't do it again. Evan plays for the Rebels and with our team, he knew you were drunk and he knew exactly who you were."

"I made an ass of myself." Troy laughed as he hugged me, "Don't worry. Evan is really cool, I promise." Troy held on for another minute until he released me. I let out a long breath as I refocused on the task at hand.

I started grabbing stuff from the cartons. "So how much should I pack and my parents want to know how much we owe you." I stopped to look at him. "Nothing. It's all free, we still have our apartment there for my dad and the flying is free."

"Really, I mean I assumed the tickets were free."

"They are." I told him as I put some onions in the cart, "You might need some money for food and stuff you want to buy but seriously, its fine."

"Sounds great, I call the window seat." I rolled my eyes, "Whatever, I get the window seat." Troy laughed and we went down the aisles until we had all of the food.

Troy rode the cart through the aisles when his phone buzzed. He pulled it out of his pocket and then answered it. "Newman,"

He listened for a little while before he spoke back, "Nah, I am having dinner with Gabi's mom and with my parents." I heard a muffled noise from the phone. "No, nothing like that. She just wants all of our parents to meet."

They exchanged goodbyes before Troy slipped his iPhone into his pocket. "Cody wanted me to go hang with him at work tonight."

"You just go sit at his work for his shift?" he shrugged, "All of the boys come. His girlfriend Becca will come hang out all the time with us while he works tables. He gets to quit in a few weeks."

"For baseball?" he nodded, "Yup. There is so much baseball practice it is insane." I nodded as my heart fluttered a little and a shiver ran down my spine.

"So we might never see each other?"

"No, they will always invite you to practice. All of my games and stuff you will be at right…" Troy stopped and shook his head, "No, you really don't have to be like that. That makes you sound like my girlfriend." I let my eyebrows wrinkle that did not sound like a bad idea.

"Oh so you don't want me at every game?" he shook his head, "No, I do but I don't want to force you." The cashier kept ringing our stuff up as we talked.

"What if I wanted to go to ever game?" I asked him, my palms began to sweat and I felt my heartbeat, "Then come!" he protested, his blue eyes flashed over to mine.

"Alright then, I will come." I tucked my one piece of my hair behide my ear. Troy shook his head, "You are a piece of work." Troy said to me as the final objects came across the scanner.

"Well, you know I am taking you out tonight after dinner," he started but I interrupted him, "Are you going to tell me where we are going." I paid for the groceries while Troy shot me a glance, "Not in a million years,"

"Thanks, rude."

I stirred the sauce as my damp hair dropped on my shoulders. Troy had gone home to change and I checked the time once more. "The salad stuff is all on the table. The brownies are about done and you need to relax."

"Are you sure everything is perfect,"

"It's not like he is your boyfriend Gabi, just relax." I took a deep breath as the doorbell rang. "Sh…dang." My mom glanced at me as I looked at my frizzing hair.

"Can you answer the door, I need to go fix my hair and put on a different shirt." She rubbed my back, "Go, I have the door."

I escaped up the back steps and down the hallway. Down into my room I flung the door as I heard the parents meeting. I could hear Troy ask for me but I shut my door.

I stripped off my shirt as I replaced it with a dark navy blue blouse with a pair of white capris. I slipped on my black flower shoes and then looked at my hair.

"Fuck," I whispered I curled my hand around the hair; it twisted the bun and then put the pony tail in. I check it as I slipped a hard black headband into my hair.

"Gabs?" I turned to see Troy opening my bedroom door. "Your mom wanted me to check on you. Said you were having a nervous break down?"

I groaned as I slid against the counter, "She said that to your whole family?"

He shook his head, "Just me, I promise. My mom and your mom are already talking like a crazy person." I giggled as he surveyed my outfit. "Cute,"

I looked at Troy who had a pair of dark wash jeans on with a white tshirt on but a black button up on. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and the grey converse was cute. "You don't look bad yourself,"

"Well, I am taking you out on the town tonight."

"You make it sound like a date,"

"Ah but seriously, I have no interest in you." Troy said looking down at me, I looked at him, "Is there something wrong with me?" I asked him as we went down the the living room.

"Uhm, no but you are like my best friend." I raised an eyebrow and then shook my head. "Well, I love you too." He rolled his eyes, "There is nothing wrong with you," he protested, "Well let's go have dinner with your family."

"Gabi!" Emily came running towards me; I leaned over to give her a hug. I could feel Troy's stare at me as Luke jumped onto my back and I giggled. "Hey cutie," I said to him, he blushed a little as I picked him up. Emily went back over to Jack who was talking to my mom.

"Those kids love you," Troy said touching the top of Luke's head.

"I know they do," I said as Luke giggled playing with my necklace. Once I set him down he took off running and my mom was smiling. "I can't wait to have another little one running around here." She smiled as Luke tried to grab my mom's leg. "Oh Luke, honey, Mrs. Montez can't pick you up."

"I would love to though." My mom bent over to give him a brief hug, "So Gabi said you are having twins?" my mom bit her lip and nodded, "Not exactly what we were planning for but it makes up for the two miscarriages." My mom's eyes popped a little as I went over to finish the spaghetti noodles.

"Two miscarriages?" My shoulders tensed as I poured the spaghetti into the strainer. "Yea, now that we are in the 2nd trimester we hope to make it to the third."

"Are you under high risk?" Lucille asked her, "Yea," my mom sighed, "With my parents in town it makes it easier. Since Alex is playing baseball."

I set the table and then called everybody to dinner. My mom opened a bottle of wine for the Bolton's while she had water. Troy noticed my tense shoulders and came up behide me. "You okay?" he asked, his hot breath breathed down my neck and I felt my heart speed up.

"I'm fine." My hands shook a little, "You know what maybe we should just leave now.

"Let's have dinner and then leave. I am starved." He nodded and then backed away. I felt my heart calm but I wished he hadn't said I wasn't his type. I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts, "Best friend," I mumbled softly to myself.

Going into the dining room everybody was serving themselves. I stood and watched until Troy looked up, "Come on you dork, lets get."

"Alright," I said as I went over to a chair, Luke tried to pull it out but wasn't strong enough. "Thank you!" I said as Troy helped him a little bit, he grinned before going back over to Lucille.

Lucille picked him up and placed him on her lap. I smiled as I took a small scoop of salad and Troy watched me closely. I couldn't shake the feeling.

Troy's POV

I couldn't believe I said I would never date her. Damn, I would date her in a fucking heartbeat.

"So what is it like to have a husband in the majors?" my dad asked, they asked about the miscarriages all night and I could sense Gabi's discomfort but she put on the beautiful smile.

I watched her to help her change the subject faster if needed. Luke kept putting his hands in the spaghetti and I looked over at him again. "Luke," I said softly nudging him, he turned his hands towards me and the slammed them against my shirt.

"Luke!" I said jumping up out of my seat; I looked down at my shirt and then at him with his toothy grin. I could not help but shaking my head, "I need to head home and change my shirt." I told them as I looked at Gabi. "Oh Troy, there is probably a shirt in Alex's closet you can borrow. You are both about the same size, Gabi go ahead and show him to the bathroom." Gabi looked alert and then pushed her chair back.

"Alright, come on Troy." I licked my lip as I turned and followed her. My mom scolded Luke as she went off to the kitchen to wash his hands. "Sorry," my dad said as he stopped and then I couldn't hear him anymore. Following Gabi close behide and then opened her parent's door.

I followed her in and back into the closet. I saw a picture of Gabi and her dad sitting on the wall. I stopped and let my fingers gaze over it. "This is a great picture," Gabi turned from the closet and then smiled.

"One of my favorites," she smiled and then dug through the closet. She pulled out a white tshirt and then tossed it to me. "Thanks," I murmured to her, I striped off my plaid shirt and then laid it on the bed. After that I slipped off my white tshirt I could feel Gabi staring but then she quickly turned to the mirror fixing her hair.

Putting on the other white t-shirt it was just a tad big. I grinned as I was in Alex Montez's tshirt. I put back on my plaid shirt as Gabi turned to face me. "You look better," I crumbled up my other tshirt and rubbed one of my eyes.

"Thanks," I told her, "Come on lets go grab a brownie then leave. It's about time to go." She walked out in front of me and I shut the door. "Thank you Mrs. Montez," I told her, "Troy, it's Kylie and you are welcome." My dad looked at me and then held open his arms.

"Friend, here you go." I said tossing him the shirt, "Lance and Gary want to make sure you are there on time." I rolled my eyes, "Tell them not to worry, I will be there on time but I am leaving. I am taking Gabi with me,"

"Curfew is midnight Gabs," her mom said from the sink as she washed dishes, "Alright, take it easy mom." she responded to her, "I will, come talk to me when you get back."

Gabi's POV

Troy drove up a steep hill before stopping the car, "We have to do a little walking first. You don't mind do you?" I shook my head as I tugged the sweater around my shoulders.

"You know I have to go see Gary and Lance tonight late." He mentioned I took a step as my yoga pants ridded up. Troy had told me to wear sweats and a tshirt. "Why?"

"Lessons. It's the only time I could get them in since tomorrow I have this outrageous practice schedule," Troy had a blanket folded underneath his arm with a backpack slung over his shoulder.

"Yea well, if this is what you have to do to go on vacation to watch the Yankees play," I tossed my head to the side, "Don't blame this one on me."

"I will enjoy it trust me,"

"How come I feel as if you are taking me somewhere to rape me?" I asked him, he laughed, "I am not going to rape you, remember you aren't my type." I slowly nodded my head, "Well that's good." I said slowly as I stepped over a dead branch sitting on the ground. Troy hopped onto a rock and then held my hand to help me.

We walked about ten minutes more before we came to a clearing. I felt my heartbeat faster and my head thud. It was the most beautiful thing ever. The moon glowed brightly as the stars glowed around.

Troy laid the blanket on the ground, "The view is better down here, come on." He plopped down and I did next to him. He leaned back and I rested my head on his shoulder.

"My first game is next week,"

"I know. You keep reminding me."

"I just need to make sure you will be there. To really see me play in a game. I am starting."

"Fantastic," I told him as I looked up at all of the stars. "How do you know about such places?" I asked him, "Running does a lot for you."

"If you ever need somebody to run with, I am the person."

"I can't ask you, you would beat me." I giggled as the stars formed together to make the shapes. My phone buzzed in my pocket as a text message so I didn't reach for it.

"Do you want to come with me to Swings?" he asked, I shook my head, "Sure, as long as I am home by midnight." Troy fixed his arms to flat over his chest. My head dropped off of his shoulder and he sighed, "Sometimes, I wish all I did was play baseball. I have to worry about school all the time, my parents make sure I have straight a's as a back up plan."

"What is your back up plan?"

"I don't want a back up plan. A back up plan is for losers who don't know what they want for the future that doesn't have any confidence." I sighed as I propped myself on my elbow, "Well I have had a back up plan for years," I told him, "Really?" he asked, I nodded, "If college never worked out I was going to go to work at McDonalds and marry some hobo." His laugh filled the night time air.

"You are crazy,"

"I don't even have a plan Troy, there is no plan but what my parents want. They want me to go to college. I don't know where, I have no clue. I keep thinking New York, I love New York but California was wonderful too."

"Why do you have to think about such a thing right now? How about you just relax and look at these stars."

"You seem to have your future laid out."

"I have since I was five." I turned my eyes towards him as I shrugged, "My plan is to figure out when my next move is going to be. Nothing consistent ever."

"Well you should know that you are going to kick ass at whatever you do." I gazed into his eyes and we didn't let go of the gaze for a long time.

"I can't wait for baseball to start," Troy finally said, I shook my head laughing. "You are the one who is crazy." Troy sat up resting his head against his knee. His phone went off and he sighed, "Time for some baseball champ,"

"Time for some baseball…"

I yawned as I rested my head against my knee. Troy was in the batting cages working on his swing and the timing which they kept changing on him.

"Troy, to get anywhere with your life in baseball you have to be able to deal with the speed switches." I took a breath as I looked at my phone. It was eleven thirty and he still had to do some pitching to do.

"I know! I know, I just, and it messes with me. I am a pitcher!"

"What if they draft you into the National League? Then what, you are the next pitcher who can't hit?" He shrugged his shoulders, "No! You are going to be that guy who can do everything." He bit his lip and then nodded; they went on for another ten minutes and then he looked at me.

"Shit, I need to get you home."

"I could probably walk,"

"No, I just-" I shook my head, "It's midnight. You are not walking home," Troy said slipping off his helmet. "Gary, can I take her home please and then come back."

"Hang on, let me call my mom and tell her." He nodded and then I speed dialed my mom. She answered the phone on the second ring. "Are you on your way home?"

"No, Troy got held up doing some baseball stuff. Is it okay if I stay until he is done?"

She sighed and then I could hear her turn on her lamp. "Where are you at?"

"Swings, mom I promise we aren't doing anything. We are just friends."

"Fine, call me when you are on your way home."

"Mom, you need to get some sleep," I told her, I flashed Troy a thumbs up sign as he began to hit again. I laid flat on the wooden bench as a yawn escaped my mouth.

"I know but I am worried about my older baby," I bit my lip, "Don't worry, we will be fine." I reassured her and then we said goodnight. Troy kept hitting and I kept yawning, he then moved over to pitching. His pitching was on fire and he threw strike after strike. Balls would come after so many or missed signs came across.

He kept glancing over at me and at one point I felt like I had fallen asleep. "You have a trooper Troy,"

"She just needs a ride home," he said, "Are you guys anything," Troy didn't say anything, "No." he finally said, "She doesn't seem interested in me and I don't want her thinking even if I did ask her out that I was in it for her dads link. I wouldn't be but we have become really close friends, I don't want to ruin that bond between us."

"You won't, if you give it a shot."

"It's baseball season, there is no way I could have girlfriend." Troy said to the two guys, "Well, she sure does seem like the right fit but if you two just don't want a relationship then maybe that's how things should stay."

"We have something special and I just don't want to ruin it." Troy finally added after several minutes of quietness. "Every guy has there best girl who is there best friend. I remember mine, Molly Porterson." Troy laughed, "You aren't friends anymore?"

Lance laughed, "Are you kidding me? As soon as she got a boyfriend that was serious it was over. He hated me hanging around her like that." I opened one eye to see Troy frowning. "Oh, well I better get Gabi home." Troy mumbled stuffing his glove into his bag.

"I don't really want you having a girlfriend either because I need you focused." He nodded placed the bag over his shoulders. He walked towards me and pushed my shoulder a little. "You awake?" I nodded as a yawn slipped through my mouth. "I can carry you if you would like."

"I can walk," I mumbled to him, he nodded and I walked slowly out of the place. Lance and Gary walked behide us as the flipped off lights and locked the place up. Troy put his hand on my back as to keep me from falling over. He opened my door and I ducked under the roof.

He shut the door as I let my eyes close again. I felt the motor start and some of the ride but before I knew it I felt the bump come up and over my driveway. Troy got out and then came over to my side. I started to get out but Troy stopped me. His keys were in his hands and he stuffed them into the pocket.

He gripped my waist and then tossed me onto his arms. I settled my head into his shoulder as he helped me into the house. "Do you mind if I crash here? I have baseball practice tomorrow morning early so I will be out of here before you wake." Troy spoke, "Do your parents know?"

"It wouldn't be the first time I didn't come home without telling them."

"Text them at least," He dropped me at the bottom of the steps. "I will, I always do. I am just too tired to keep driving."

"We don't want you getting hurt," I mumbled drifting towards the bedroom door to tell my mom I was home. I slowly woke her and she was glad I was home but told me to leave.

I giggled as I marched upstairs, "my dad knows, so I am going to crash." He said collapsing onto my bed; I crawled in after him as he tossed his back to me. Chewing on my lip I looked at his arched back.

Maybe I should just let go of these feelings. Maybe this wasn't the thing for us. Maybe I should just shut up and go to bed. I didn't need to worry about if Troy Bolton had any feelings what so ever for me.

Hmm…is Gabi going to stay true to her word and forget about her feelings with Troy? Hmm…you will just have to wait and find out. ;)

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