You guys are so unbelievingly, freaking, lucky! By your reviews I though I owed you to at least do a second attempt at writing this chapter, and before I knew it, I couldn't stop, I was totally absorbed in my own story again. However, I'm still going on vacation, so I still don't think there's gonna be another update anytime soon… Sorry.

"TROY!" Immediately Troy sat upright in his bed, what the hell was Chad waking him for this early?! Grumpily he fell back in his cushions, pulling one of them over his head to block out his best friends' voice. Why, oh why, did Chad have to wake him? "TROY!"

"UGH!" Annoyed at the disturbance of his sleep, Troy tiredly made his way to the window, not bothering to answer to the continuing yells. As he finally arrived at his destination he grumpily pulled open his window and came face to face with his bushy haired friend. "WHAT?!"

"HAVE YOU SEEN IT?!" Chad seemed rather excited, and he must've been to wake Troy up at such an ungodly hour, and, even more impressive, to have woken up himself. Usually both guys wouldn't be even slightly active until after breakfast, and no one dared waking Troy harshly, ever.

"HAVE I SEEN WHAT?!" Chad finally seemed to process to angry look on his friends' face, for he seemed to look slightly taken aback before disappearing back into his room. Troy groaned loudly, had he just been woken to see Chad leave? However, only moments later he reappeared, with a couple of magazines in his hand. He threw them towards Troy, who caught them.

"This..." Before Troy could ask Chad what the hell he was going on about, he caught a glimpse of the front page of one of the magazines, immediately the question died in his throat. On the front page of the magazine stood a picture of him and Vanessa making out, sported by the headline, 'Love in the Air for V?' Open mouthed he stared at it before looking back up at Chad, who had, in the meanwhile, gotten out a stepladder and placed one side on each of their window frames, and was now slowly making his way to the other side with such an expertise it was obvious it wasn't the first time.

"What is this?" Troy had finally moved and was now sitting on his bed, looking at the papers with big eyes.

"Paparazzi, I'm guessing." Chad answered whilst plopping down next to him. "This one is only about you guys been spotted and making out, and who you are, and than the 'big questions surrounding this incident'... the other one is the one that's really interesting." Troy glanced at Chad, before looking at the next magazine. His eyes grew even bigger at the headline on this one, 'V Spills: "Yes, 'Mystery Guy' is my bf..."'.

"Omg..." Chad clapped him on the back.

"I know, mate." Than he got up. "Read the article, I smell your mums pancakes, so I'm gonna get us some." Troy absentmindedly nodded, whilst flipping through the pages. He almost immediately found the article, as it was on one of the first pages.

Any interview with the fabulous girls of 3 is All is amazing, but an interview the night after its leading lady got caught making out (!) is truly spectacular.

When we first asked about her new bf, Vanessa looked at us like we were crazy, and when she saw the proof we'd brought, she refused to talk. However, after the use of quite some interrogation techniques, we can present to you all juicy details on Mystery Guy… or at least the great outlines.

Where'd you meet?

V: At a concert at an East High dance, that's his school.

A: She kept looking at him…

V: Did not!

A: Did too!

D: Yeah! You kept glancing at him, and he was like, staring at you the whole time…

Who asked who out?

V: He me…

A: He tricked her into it… she didn't wanna go at first, for unknown reasons to me though, the guy's gorgeous!

D: Ash!

Where and how was your first date?

V:It was at a restaurant here in town, and it was just fine.

D:Just fine? Girl you haven't stop texting for even half a second since!

[Vanessa glares at Diane, but other than that ignores her statement, we believe it's because it was true. We tried to get more details out, but Vanessa refused to give them.]

So, you are official now right?

V: Yes.

Spill.

V:Well… ehm, I'd invited him to the concert on Friday, and we'd fly there with a jet, together with another friend of him. And, we were just talking and stuff, and than suddenly he hints his friend to get lost, and goes all romantic on me, and asks me to be his girlfriend. And I said yes.

Mystery Friend of V, whom she refused to introduce: I wanna hear more Nessa! You've yet to give me any details.

V:Well, I'm not the one to blame for that, now am I? [Mystery Friend glares] I'll tell you later.

Aren't you gonna tell us?

V:No.

Ok, than one more question on Mr Perfect, and than I want you guys to tell me all about the new album! When was your first kiss?

[Vanessa turns bright red, but after many begging gives us an answer.]

V:It was at his place, the Monday after our first date… We were just hanging, for most of the time even with a friend of him, and afterwards he like, walked me to my car, and well, kissed me…

For the rest of the article on the new album go to page 8-9.

Troy looked at the interview mouth agape, he was in a magazine… he was in a magazine because he was dating the hottest, most amazing girl on the planet… she had talked about him in an interview… Just than, Chad poked his head around the door.

"The pancakes are ready… you coming?" Wordlessly Troy nodded, and after a couple of seconds followed after his friend.

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"Omg, have you seen it?!"

"I know, can you believe it?"

"That's our Troy!"

"Man, he's one lucky son of a bitch! I'd give everything for a girl like his!"

"I hate him!" Gabriella stood fuming against her locker, repeating the statement over and over again to Taylor, whilst she looked at her amused. Since they walked into the school this morning, she'd heard the rumours and gossip fly through the hallway. All about Golden Boy and his newest catch. Let's just say Gabriella did not exactly appreciate being seen as Troy Bolton's new meat accessory

"I know Hun, and you've got all the right to do so. But to be fair, this isn't his fault." Gabriella glared at Taylor, who looked back at her sympathising.

"Ugh! I know, I should've just shut my big fat mouth and not told…" Taylor shook her head.

"I was there, Gabs, that wasn't a possibility… This is no ones fault." Gabriella shook her head. Just than, the source of her annoyance made his big entrance. After his fifth helping of his mom's pancakes, Troy had gotten slightly back to himself, and by the time he and Chad got to school he was back to being to biggest guy on the playground. This explains how he walked in, and lifted up his arms in the air, as the whole school gave him a standing ovation. Well, the whole school… Troy immediately spotted a couple of less enthusiastic brunette's as he walked in the hallway where Gabriella's locker was.

"Aren't you supposed to be clapping for me, Montez?" Gabriella turned around, and smiled sweetly at him, and he looked at her in confusion.

"I'd rather bite of my own fingers." Gabriella slammed her locker shut and turned around, cursing under her breath. However, she only got a couple of steps before she got pinned against the locker she previously slammed shut. Unable to contain herself, Gabriella winced at the contact with the hard steel, however, there was no sign of fear when she glared up at Troy. Who was to angry to even notice that.

"Ok, I'm done with you. You better show me some respect or else…" Upon hearing the way-too-familiar threatening tone his voice held, the smartest thing to do was show Troy the respect he wanted so badly, therefore Gabriella had to conclude she might be the most stupid geek in history, as she did the exact opposite.

"Or else… what?!" Troy pushed her harder against the lockers and opened his mouth, but Gabriella, knowing the threat to was about to leave his mouth by heart, cut him off. "What haven't you done to me yet? What's worse than what I've already endured? How do you think you can hurt me any more than you've managed in the past three years? What to you think you can do?" Troy closed his mouth, temporarily at a loss for words. 'Cause really, she was right, they'd run out of ideas ages ago, and were now running on repeats… "Right… that's what I thought." She shrugged off his slackened grip on her, and started making her way away from him.

"What makes you think that when we can't do any worse than we already have, we're not gonna try?" She turned around, and he gave the guys a sign. Before Gabriella knew it, Zeke and Jason had her pinned against a locker, and both Troy and Chad were walking up to her. In her head Gabriella cursed herself, how could she have been so stupid?!

"What do you think, Chad, were should I aim first?" Troy started in a tone as if he was asking what the weather was like. And still, everybody just stood there watching, some excited, others indifferent. When she'd felt two arms grab her, Gabriella had already looked at Taylor, with a clear message in her eyes; Don't Try to Help.

"I dunno Hoops, why don't you start at her face, that can't get any worse, now can it?" Laughs erupted throughout the crowd, and Troy smirked at his friend. He clenched his fist, and slowly put it in front of her face, he closed one eyes, and moved his fist slightly, as if aiming precisely, the people around them chuckled softly. Just as he pulled his fist back to hit her in the face, a loud voice boomed through the silence.

"Mr Bolton!" Troy spun around to find himself face to face with Miss Darbus. Shit. "Mr Cross, Mr Baylor, let Miss Montez go please. The three of you would do well in detention this afternoon, same for you Mr Danforth."

"But, Miss D, Montez started it!" Troy looked at his teacher angrily.

"Yeah, she was totally asking for it, Miss D!" Miss Darbus raise her eyebrows and looked at both Troy and Chad, before turning around and walking away, calling over her shoulder.

"In that case I'll see you as well, Miss Montez." Gabriella groaned loudly, as Troy and Chad high-fived each other. A smirk formed on Troy's lips and he looked at Gabriella, they both now the meaning of this simple action; Revenge is Sweet. There was no way she'd get out of detention alive.

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"Yo, Troy, man, you're girl's hot!" Troy smirked and nodded, not trusting his mouth; people had been making comments on Vanessa the whole day, and his blood was boiling. It's nice if they thought she was hot, they didn't have to tell him, he was her boyfriend after all. On top of that he was still pissed off because of his run-in with Montez this morning; he couldn't believe how cheeky she had gotten in such a short time span. Every time he thought of her jet-black eyes boring into his, he so aggressive he had to distract himself with the thought of Vanessa not to pounce on someone. However, as more and more people told him how hot his girlfriend was, and cheerleaders still tried to get into his pants despite her, even that ceased working. One moment, and he might actually explode.

"Hey Troy, c'mon, you gotta tell us, is she a good fuck?" The guy moved his hips, and the boys around him laughed. Troy could feel the blood pounding in his ears, anger swelled in him like a balloon, almost forcing him to pounce, choking him… How dare they talk about her like that? Like a piece a meat? He couldn't breathe… And than it was over, he'd fought hard to resist it, but his anger had overpowered him. He stormed towards the guy who'd made the comment, and hit him square in the face, he could hear a sickening crack and he felt the blood stream underneath his hand… Not that it stopped him, if anything it only made him angrier, he continued hitting the guy, snaps of conversations earlier that day echoing through his mind… 'You're girl's smoking, Bolton!' 'Got yourself a nice piece of meat, Captain!' 'Nice chick, Troy!' 'Or else… what?' He moved his pounces from the guy's face to his stomach, he wasn't aware of anything happening around him, wasn't aware of the guy's cries of pain underneath him, it was like it was just him and anger… and a punching bag to take it all out on. '… is she a good fuck?' He slowly became aware of hands trying to pull him off, people were screaming around him, his hands hurt, why were they streaming again? And than he came back to reality, almost immediately he jumped back, of the guy that had to endure being the last one to tick him off… Everything around he seemed to have sped up, all he could see were blinding colours, he could hear screaming around him, but he couldn't make out what, all of it was making his eyes and ears hurt, he looked at his hands and could feel it bile rise in his throat. His hands were covered in blood. Suddenly he was pulled in a hug.

"Are you okay, Troy?" He leaned his head against the person in front of him.

"Chad…" He breathed out. "What do you think?" He could hear Chad chuckle lowly. "How is he?" He added, the bile was rising in his throat again, as his blood covered hands appeared in front of his closed eyes.

"He'll be fine… eventually." Chad took a step back and studied him, holding him upright with his hands. Troy nodded, he looked beside him, he hadn't noticed the ambulance arriving, but the guy was being carried away on a stretcher… He could barely recognize him, there was blood everywhere, he could feel the bile rising in his throat again… he pulled loose of Chad and made his way out of the gym. When Chad was standing next to him again a couple of seconds later, he was puking his guts out in the bushes next to the entrance.

"What made you do it?" Troy wiped his mouth. He'd expected this question, he knew his answer, not that it made up for anything he'd done.

"The way they were talking about her, like she was a piece of meat, a trophy, an accessory… and than you had the Montez thing… it was just the wrong time to tick me off… I can't believe I lost control like that." Chad nodded, placing his hand on Troy's shoulder in a brotherly gesture.

"I know what you mean… I was doing my best not to pounce at them as well… But I'm not so sure whether Van will appreciate the gesture, mate." Troy looked at Chad, before standing upright.

"I am sure… She absolutely won't." Chad shook his head, and sighed deeply, Troy nodded and rubbed his eyes tiredly. "I wouldn't be surprised if I'm a free man by the end of this evening…" Just than the door behind them opened, both of them turned to find Jason standing there, looking slightly nervous at Troy.

"Ehm, Troy… Principle wants to talk to you." Troy nodded, only now the full extent of the consequences became clear to him. His dad was so gonna kill him.

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Troy plopped down on his bed, this day had by far been the worst day he'd ever experienced in his whole life, and not necessarily because he'd been suspended for a week. He'd gotten in fights before, of course, but never like this… He'd also been suspended before, but that had been for just one day, and because of pranks he'd pulled with his friends, not because he'd hit a guy into the hospital. He just couldn't believe it, he usually was so in control, and now, now she'd come around, and he'd lost all control…

He reached for his phone, and dialled the number of the one person that could make it all disappear… or make it worse. He took a deep breath, in his ear he could hear the dial tone. Please pick up, please pick up, he begged silently.

'Hello?' And for the first time in hours a small smile made its way on his lips.

Ok, I'm really insecure about this chapter. So please let me know what you think. I know it's kinda different from all its previous chapters, but I wrote it so easily I didn't want to change it anymore. R&R. I'll be back in a few weeks.

xoxo

Naomi