Gabriella had a routine forming from last week but it was only for this week. Next week, rehearsals for the musical were starting and she was enthusiastic about Cabaret. She enjoyed theatre. The only thing she was not looking forward to was having to deal with Sharpay Evans and Ms. Darbus every single day. She at least had Troy which she was thankful for.
After dropping the girls off at school each morning, she'd meet up with Troy and they'd talk for a couple minutes until the first bell rang. At lunch, they would find somewhere secluded to talk and maybe make out a little bit if that was what the mood felt. After school, she and Troy would pick up Mari from school then pick up Cami from home so they could go do something fun or eat. She and Troy would work on their homework at Gabriella's house and then she'd take him home before dinner time.
Troy was becoming her best friend and her closest confidant. She found that no matter what she told him, he'd still want to talk to her the next day and the day after that. She felt as if she shared too much of herself sometimes but he encouraged it. He basically knew her inside and out. It was a scary thought but surprisingly, she was okay with it. Today, Rose was taking Cami and Mari to get physicals which meant, Gabriella and Troy were off the hook for the afternoon.
"Hola, TB." Gabriella greeted as she approached her car. Troy was leaning against the front end, waiting for her with a grin.
"Hola, Cupcake." He replied, standing up straight. He caught her by the waist as she walked by and kissed her lips. "What is on the agenda today?"
"Rose is taking the girls to get physicals so you and I are free." Gabriella said with a grin. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "What would you like to do after we catch up with homework?"
"We could do a little of this…." He trailed off, pressing his lips to hers slowly. His hands moved down her waist, over her butt before they rose back to her waist. "If you want."
"I definitely want." She husked, kissing his lips again. They've been keeping it PG all week since they spent most of their time with her sisters. She's been having some pent up feelings that needed to be expressed. "Is your mom home?" She asked, pulling away.
"Not sure." He answered breathlessly. "I think she's at the office."
"I'm willing to risk it." She said, biting her bottom lip. "Let's go, Bolton." She pushed herself away from him and unlocked her car. She got in the driver's seat and waited for him to climb in. She backed out of her space and got in the line of cars waiting to leave the parking lot. Troy's hand slid over her thigh. "How was school?"
"Boring." Troy replied, sitting back in the seat. "Mr. Carter is an asshole and gave half of the class lunch detention for next week. The only reason I don't have it is because I'm in the musical and I think he was terrified of Darbus."
Gabriella laughed. "I wouldn't doubt it. She's pretty scary sometimes. I'm excited to start the musical. I can't wait to hear you sing."
Troy made a face. "I'm going to beg Darbus to dub over my voice. It's bad."
Gabriella rolled her eyes. "I'm sure it's not that bad Bolton."
"Well it's nothing compared to yours." He admitted, stroking her thigh with his thumb. "I forgot to ask you how your lessons went on Sunday."
She nodded. "They were good. My coach and I are working on the song I was writing in detention. It's coming out pretty good."
"You're going to have to sing it for me." He said with a grin. He kissed the side of her face. "Your hair smells like peaches today."
"New shampoo." She grinned. "I try to change it as often as possible. I don't know if that's good for my hair but I get tired of the same smell after too long."
"It smells good. You should keep this one for a while." He suggested, touching her soft hair. She turned round the corner to his house. "Mom's not home." He said, looking over at her as they pulled up.
"Good."
He watched her get out of the car before he got out himself. He grabbed their stuff and lead her to the door. He opened the door with his key and held the door open for her. She walked in, locking her car with the remote. Troy closed the door behind them. He dumped their things on the couch. "Do you want anything to drink?" Troy asked.
"Water is fine." She said, taking a step up the stairs.
"Alright." Troy walked into the kitchen. He opened the fridge to see his options. "Gab, do you want something to eat?" He asked, yelling in the direction of the living room. He didn't hear a reply. He grabbed two bottles of water and a bag of chips. "Gabs?" He asked again, walking into an empty living room.
"Up here." Her sweet voice called out from up the stairs.
Troy marched up the stairs with snacks in hand. He walked into his room to see her laying on the bed. She was looking through her phone. "What are you doing up here?"
"Laying on your bed." She said with a small smirk. "Care to join?" She asked, rolling over to her side to face him.
"I don't know, I'm scared." He said, putting down the chips carefully.
"Don't be." She said, biting her bottom lip. "Don't make me come get you."
Troy chuckled. "I kind of want to see that actually."
"Are you positive?" She asked, sitting up.
"Hold on." He said. He put the waters down on the desk as well. "Okay, I'm ready."
She shrugged, getting up. She reached behind her back and struggled with something. She stared straight at him. She smirked slightly as she turned and walked away from him to the door. She closed the door, locking it. She slipped her arms in her shirt to pull off her bra. She held it in her hands as she walked over to him. She placed her lips against his in a slow kiss. She set the bra behind him on the desk.
Gabriella pulled away from him and went to his window. She drew the blinds down so there was very little light in the room. She walked over to him again and ran her fingers under his shirt. She pressed a soft kiss to his lips before lifting his shirt over his head. His hands found her hips as she kissed him again. She took his hands and lifted them up her torso. "Take it off Troy." She whispered against his lips.
He gulped before his shaky hands elevated her shirt. He lifted the shirt over her head only to find her bare chest. He felt like the wind was knocked out of him. All of the blood rushed to the area between his legs. His heart was beating so loudly he was sure it was echoing in the silent room. He was thankful she kissed him again to take his mind off of her bare chest and his inexperience.
She ran her fingers through his hair. She tilted her head as her tongue brushed his lips. He parted his lips, brushing her tongue with his. Troy's anxieties disappeared when she let out a soft noise in between kisses. He lifted her by her thighs which she graciously wrapped around him. He took two steps before he climbed on his bed. She released him, bouncing against the bed under him. She smiled at him as he hovered over her.
"You are so, so beautiful." Troy murmured, gazing at Gabriella.
She bit her lip, wrapping her legs around him again. She pulled his hips down to meet hers. She grinned when she felt his hard on pressed against her leg. She kissed down the side of his neck to his chest before she kissed his lips. Troy kissed her lips slowly, leaving a trail of kisses down to her neck. She ran her fingers up and down his back slowly. He sat up slowly, moving his hands from his hips to her chest. He caressed her bare chest gently, brushing his thumbs against her nipples.
She let out a quiet moan, flicking her eyes up to look at him. He gazed curiously at her chest. He pressed his hands against the bed on both sides of her, leaning down to kiss her lips. He pulled away from her lips to kiss down her sternum. She bit down on her bottom lip, as her fingers found his hair. She scratched his scalp lightly. His tongue flicked over her nipple.
"Troy." She let out a breathless moan.
His mouth covered her nipple briefly before making its way over to the other one. He released the other nipple to kiss his way down her stomach. He made his way back up to her mouth, kissing it fiercely as he rolled them over. Gabriella straddled his lap with a small smile on her lips. She took the moment to look down at Troy who was flushed, breathing heavily.
She was debating on whether or not to just yank his pants off. The last thing she wanted was for him to regret being with her. She rubbed his chest lightly. "I'm going to try something." She said softly. "You can tell me to stop anytime." She said slowly, making sure he understood. "I'm going to take your pants off, okay?"
"Okay." He said breathlessly. He watched her pull his jeans off of his legs before she climbed on top of him again. They were both very aware of his arousal. She took a seat on his thighs letting his arousal press between the both of them as she leaned down to kiss him.
Her fingers stroked the muscles on his chest, working their way down his torso. She pressed her lips against his slowly. His hands rested on her thighs. She flicked her tongue in his mouth when he briefly parted his lips. She gently pulled back the waist band of his boxers, freeing his erection from its constraints.
He let out a soft groan as her soft hand wrapped around the base of his erection. She stroked him slowly as she kissed her way down to his neck. Troy placed his hands on her hips, trying to get a grip or some type of leverage. "Gabriella." He said quietly, asking for her attention.
She pulled her lips away from his neck and stopped her motions. She studied his face for a moment before asking softly. "Do you want me to stop?"
"God, no." He murmured, quietly. He put his hand on the back of her neck, to guide her face back to his.
She captured his lips in a slow kiss, using her wrist to run her palm against his length. She adjusted her grip, continuing the stroking motions. She kissed his bottom lip softly before murmuring against his lips, "You're so big, Troy."
He let out a pleasure filled moan, as she stroked him quicker. "Fuck, Gabriella."
She gave him a smirk, gripping him a little tighter. "I want you to cum, Troy." She husked, staring into his beautiful blue eyes.
He shut his eyelids instantly. It only took two strokes before he thrust his hips up with a shaky groan and release himself against his stomach. Her hand continued to stroke, milking all he had to offer. She crawled off of him causing his eyes to open instantly. She bent over, pulling his shirt over her head before she walked out the door.
Troy sat up, leaning against his elbows. He wasn't too sure what to feel at the moment. He tried to stay as still as possible to prevent any dripping from his stomach. Just as a little bit of regret started to fill his mind, She came back in with a washcloth. She climbed on top of him again and cleaned off his stomach.
He watched her curiously, wondering what she was going to say or do next. She took her time, cleaning off his stomach. She made sure he wasn't sticky and she didn't miss any mess. She tucked his hardness back into his boxers before she got up again. She put the washcloth in his hamper before she left to wash her hands again.
She crawled back into his bed, wrapping her arms around his middle. He didn't say a word; he just stroked the back of her head gently. "Are you okay?" She asked softly.
He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently. "I'm okay, Are you okay?"
She nodded with a small smile. "I'm okay." Her arm that was resting along his abdomen reached over for his free hand. She laced her fingers in between his. "Cake or ice cream?" She asked randomly.
"Depends on the cake." He replied, "I don't like chocolate cake."
"Me either, it's usually dry. I like ice cream better." She shared.
"What is your favorite kind of ice cream?"
"Strawberry." She said, turning slightly so she could look at his face. "You?"
"Coffee." He said with a small smile.
"How many cigarettes do you smoke a day?"
Troy smiled slightly. "I don't smoke anymore. I just started to piss my dad off. I only bought one pack. I didn't even make it through half of it before I threw it away. Cigarettes are gross."
She smiled. "I'm glad you stopped. You smell much better now."
"Have you ever smoked a cigarette?"
She smirked. "I've tried it, along with weed. Smoking is not my thing. I like drinking better."
"I don't think I'm going to start drinking." He decided. "I'm very… petrified of drunk driving. I'm scared of a lot of things actually."
"Like what?" She softened, placing a kiss on his chest.
He sighed. "Hurting, regret, disappointment, drunk driving, the ocean, fire…" He trailed off. "I know it sounds really ridiculous."
She squeezed him gently. "It doesn't, I promise. I'm terrified of leaving my sisters here when I go off to college."
"How come?" He asked, rubbing her scalp with his fingertips.
"I hate being at home. My mom always drags us out to some type of event. She doesn't care about me and I know that. Mari is eight and I don't want her to feel abandoned the way I did. My dad is never around and my mom doesn't care. I know if it weren't for school activities then I would probably have ran my life into the ground and I don't want Cami to do that." Gabriella shared with a small sigh. "Cami is beautiful and brilliant and I don't want her to get caught up into things that aren't good for her. I wish I could take them and Rose with me."
"I think, with Rose, they will be fine." Troy said softly. "You turned out okay."
Gabriella couldn't help but laugh. "I guess so."
"I don't mean that you're just okay…. I just-"
"I know what you mean, TB." She leaned over and kissed his face. "I'm sure they'll be fine. I'm just worried about them."
"You're a great sibling, cupcake."
"Speaking of cupcakes…. I think we should start on our homework." Gabriella said, sitting up.
"That was the plan until you jumped me." Troy teased, sitting up as well. "I'll be right back."
She admired his behind as he walked out of his room. Gabriella slid on the floor and grabbed her backpack. She pulled out her massive Trig book and opened it to the correct page. She shuffled through her backpack for a piece of paper and her favorite pencil.
She hummed quietly to herself as she got started on her homework. Troy took a while doing whatever he was doing. She was halfway done with math as he walked back in. "Sorry." He apologized, climbing on his bed. He pulled out his homework and started working on it silently as well.
Gabriella zipped her things in her backpack a half hour later. She sped through her homework since they were both silent and focused. Troy was still working on his on his bed. She got up to stretch her legs. She watched him focus on his algebra problem and she bit her lip.
He was handsome and kind. He liked her and he sure could kiss. She liked him too, maybe a little too much for her comfort. She was starting to get attached and it's barely been three weeks since they started hanging out. It was scary for her. Every boy she ever liked eventually got bored with her. With Troy, she didn't think she could take that kind of hurt with a grain of salt like she did all the other times.
"All done?" Troy asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.
"Yeah." She said softly. "I think I'm going to head home."
He frowned a bit. "Are you okay?"
She gave him a soft smile. "Yeah, I'm just kind of tired."
"Don't forget to eat dinner and breakfast." He teased, pushing his things to the side. He got up and smoothed his arms around her waist.
She wrapped her arms around him and leaned against his chest. "I'll see you tomorrow."
He pressed a kiss to her head. "I'll make you lunch tomorrow."
She smiled against his bare chest. "Should I bring something?"
He shook his head. "Just your beautiful self." He lifted her chin and brushed his fingers along her neck. She leaned up, kissing his lips softly. "Let me put pants on and I'll walk you to your car."
She smiled slightly. "I guess I should get dressed…." She said, glancing over at her bra that was laying on his desk. She pulled away from him and lifted his shirt over her head. She tossed it back at him before she picked up her bra.
She clipped her bra on and fixed it before she bent down and picked up the shirt she was wearing. She put it on and turned back to Troy. He was dressed and holding her backpack. "Do you have everything?"
"I think so." She replied, looking around his room. She felt the butterflies bubble up at the touch of his hand. She lead him out of the house and to her car. She pulled her keys out and unlocked the car. Troy put her backpack in the back seat, closing the door after him. He took her hands again and pulled her close. He kissed her lips without another word.
She put her hands on his neck, kissing his firm lips. Troy's hands rest on her waist as he pressed soft kisses to her lips. "I'll see you tomorrow." He said softly as he pulled away.
She smiled softly. "See you, TB." She murmured, running her fingers through his hair before pulling away. She turned, walking around to climb in her vehicle and head home.
I had the day off cause i'm leaving for the weekend. I thought i'd give y'all an update before i left. Hope you enjoy. Don't forget to review!