Troy lifted his drink to his lips, the music was still pulsing but over time his ears adjusted making it possible to hold an actual conversation. Over the rim of the glass his eyes landed on Gabriella. Her hair was shifting around with her body the brief flashes of light catching the highlights in her hair and the caramelized cream of her skin against the red halter top. She was the expression of freedom in a body of feminized desire. Placing the glass on the table he lifted his camera to snap a few shots. Her eyes were hooded with hunger, her lips parted with the need of attention. His camera clicked again. He focused on catching the magic in her hips the swivel of her neck and long silhouette of right side against a flash of light.
"Why don't you take my picture?" The voice was soft in his ear and hand with red manicured perfection rested on his shoulder. Troy turned to find the woman with pink lips.
"Hey," he said with a nod. "Nicki right?" he said vaguely remembering her if only through the photographs he'd taken before in the limo.
"She doesn't date outside the business you know?" Nicki said lifting her own pink drink to her lips.
"Who says I wanna know?" Troy said in a loud voice to be heard over the music as he began fidgeting with his Camera again.
Nicki nodded. "I know that look, I see it all time." Nicki said with a shrug. "You want her," Nicki came closer to him her finger hooking on his collar. "But unlike her you can have me." Lips hover over his and for a moment Troy didn't know what to do.
Just then Sharpay came out from the left and pulled on Troy free hand leading him away from Nicki. He looked back to see her pink lips curve into a smile as bit her lip and offered a wave. Sharpay flicked his ear and Troy jerked as he turned back to Sharpay. "What?"
"Stay away from her." Sharpay said pulling him out onto the floor.
"Why is that?" Troy yelled back following her closely his hips moved in time with hers as they began to move.
Sharpay slipped her hand around his neck. "Nicki is bad news," she said into his ear. "Don't get me wrong she's an awesome person to hang out with and have on your side but." Sharpay shrugged as she pulled back from him. "She's a slut!" Placing her hands on his shoulder she began to dance more vigorously and Troy followed suit. The music picked up speed and Troy did his best to keep up, he'd never actually been out dancing before.
The music slowed down and everyone was now at a V.I.P. table drinking and eating snacks. Troy leaned back as he took more photos of the girls his attention only being caught when Sharpay sat down at the table. "You still alive?" Sharpay said pulling on his jacket.
Troy nodded a smile coming to his lips as he met with her eyes. "This is amazing." He said in loud voice. "Do you do this all time?"
Sharpay nodded. "Whenever we can," lifting her beer to her lips she took a swig and then held it up as an offer to him.
"No thanks, I've switched over to water." he said with a smile as he tapped his water glass.
"I'm impressed?" She said crossing her legs
Just then Gabriella came over and sat on his other side crossing her legs as well and lifting her hair up in order to fan herself with her free hand.
"Having fun?," he said as he let his eyes fall to the curve of her neck. It was to no mystery that everything about this woman was alluring. That was what she did for a living wasn't it? To be the object of every mans desire? To seduce? Then again he couldn't see her looking at him with the same kind of desire. As far as the women in the room were concerned he was beneath them. Troy looked away from her and back into the crowd of people still dancing. His eyes spotted Nicki who was watching him from a far. She blew a kiss his way. Then again wasn't the best way to get over someone was to get under someone else? "Nicki seems nice." Troy said looking at Gabriella with a raised brow.
Gabriella rolled her eyes. "If you like that shorta thing?" she smirked grabbing the camera from around his neck and turning it towards him.
"Angela would have hated this place," he said with a smirk as she snapped a photo of him.
Gabriella got up on her knees beside him in the booth tilting the camera. "You need to stop thinking about Angela," she said snapping another shot.
"And what should I be thinking about?" he countered reaching for the camera.
"Having a good time," she smiled back as she jerked the camera from his reach. "Come on, aren't you having fun?"
Troy was quiet for a moment as he stared at her while she watched him through the camera. There was something about her. Beyond the makeup, the Porn Star attitude and bad girl persona, there was something else as she looked at the camera screen and he would have given anything in the world to know what it was. For now he settle for making her smile. "I'm having the time of my life."
Gabriella smile grew and she turned around leaning on him and pointed the camera in their direction taking the shot. Handing him back the camera she picked up her beer and drowned the rest of it. "I'm gonna get another drink."
Troy smiled as he looked back at Sharpay, "So do you guys pay for all this or does the studio pay?"
"We're porn stars, we rarely pay for anything?" Sharpay laughed as she lifted her feet up on the table. "We party hard and look good." She said arching her leg win her sliver heals.
"But you're not just porn stars." Troy said with a grin. "I mean that's just a job for you guys," Troy added. "What do you do when you're not Misty?"
Sharpay let out a sigh. "Being a porn star is not really a job." She said with a shrug. "It's a life style. Gabriella always says that being a porn star is like being a president. No one ever stops thinking about you as anything else but that."
"Seems kind of depressing," Troy said lifting his water glass.
"I can be if you let it." Sharpay lifted her beer to her lips and looked out into the crowd. "Certainly puts a dent in your love life."
"But aren't you talking to someone online? Or on the phone?" Troy said with a raised brow.
"His name is Zeke, but so far I just haven't had the guts to meet him." Sharpay said.
"Why not?" Troy turned to face her more.
"Scared," Sharpay smirked a little as she thought about it. "I told him I was in the entertainment business but I kind of left out the whole porn thing."
Troy raised a brow. "You have to meet him."
"Why?" Sharpay said with frown. "It's going to kill the romance, you know? I mean I like that I get excited when he calls, I like checking my phone every two minutes for text and I love that I lay in bed waiting for his sign on to come up online just so that I can talk to him till I fall asleep." Sharpay looked off into the distance. "When I meet him he's not going to understand, he'll end things and I'll never hear from him again." Sharpay took a swig of her beer. "Or worst he'll want to fuck a porn star and then move on."
Troy was quite as he listened to her, nodding and following the problem. "Those are all very good fears." He said placing a hand on hers. "But all you're doing is hurting yourself by not meeting him. You can't always assume the worst of people, if you do you'll never feel all those feelings about anyone." Troy paused as he looked down his finger were the engagement band had been then back at Sharpay. "Heartbreak sucks but we go through it because nothing beats that feeling you get when you two people connect."
Gabriella made her way down to the bar past the crowd. Ordering up another beer she turned around so she could look up in the V.I.P. section were Troy was talking to Sharpay. Letting out a sigh she took a moment to admire the way he listened to her. He always listened; he was so innocent, always looking at the world like he still had milk in his eyes.
Angela really did a number on him. Gabriella shook her head, some people were ignorant. Anytime they had a good person in their life there was always something they would find to pick at. Some flaw that would become ten times larger than it really was. Ricky was like that, couldn't get over her personality. Wanted to change her, make her a house wife, pregnant and bare foot in the kitchen. At 19 that was the last thing she wanted to be. Looking back now the idea of being some one's house wife wasn't a horrible idea. Just as long as she didn't lose everything that made her who she was.
This movie deal was going to change her life, how she wasn't sure but she was going to enjoy every moment of it. Someone wanted to produce her script. To transform what was in her head into something that could inspire people and touch them in ways that only stories could. After all that was what life was all about wasn't it. Telling stories, living stories, remembering stories, passing them on to your children and hopping that one day after you gone that someone, somewhere would look back and because of your story make different choices. Live better or just laugh because you need it.
"He's fine." Nicki said coming in next to Gabriella and signaling for beer.
"Who?" Gabriella asked looking at Nicki, she was jerked from her stand of thought. Pulled back into the club where Nicki was standing beside her.
"Your new lover boy," Nicki said motioning over to Troy.
Gabriella shook her head and grabbed her beer from the bar tender. "He's a friend, like a brother or something." She said with a shrug. "We play video games, talk about stuff."
"So you wouldn't mind if I played with his Joy stick?" Nicki said with a smirk.
Gabriella rolled her eyes. "He's a grown ass man, where he puts his penis is up to him." Gabriella lifted her beer and took a swig.
"So you're not calling dibs?" Nicki asked taking her beer as well and pulling it up to her lips.
"I'm not calling dibs." Gabriella said cautiously. "However I don't think he's ready for anything serious, sex to him isn't like sex to us, to him it actually means something." Gabriella said a little grossed out.
"Well sex means a little different of everything to everyone." Niki watched as Gabriella eyed her carefully. "You wouldn't mind if I did a little research of my own would you." Nicki said looking up at Troy in the V.I.P. area.
"Nicki," Gabriella didn't try at all to hide the warning tone in her voice.
"Well someone has to jump his bones, and if you're not going to do it. I am." Nicki said raising a brow and giving Gabriella her half empty beer.
"He's not a toy Nicki," Gabriella called but Nicki was already on her way to the V.I.P. section and Gabriella slammed the beer bottle down onto the bar. "Damn it."
