Gabriella drove up her roundabout driveway, looking for any cars. She pressed the garage door opener for the spare garage where her father's car was supposed to be kept. She parked in the empty spot before getting out. Troy got out cautiously- throwing his backpack on his shoulder, looking around the garage. She lead him out of the small building before she let the door down with a soft click of her keychain.

"I think my mom is gone, but Rose is home." Gabriella said biting her lip. "It's around 10, so she's either in the laundry room or maybe in the kitchen..." She trailed off, leading Troy to the front door. "We have to be quick and we have to be quiet, okay?"

"Okay." He said, rubbing her arm comfortingly. "Are you okay?" He asked her quietly.

She nodded her head and checked the door, it was unlocked. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah."

She opened the door quietly, looking around for Rose. She let Troy in and shut the door silently behind her. She grabbed his hand and moved across the marble floor on her tip toes. Troy followed in suit, behind her as they moved quickly up the stairs.

She stopped suddenly at the top, checking around the corner. The coast was clear. She walked quickly to her room. Once Troy was in, she shut it and locked it silently. She took a breath of relief. Troy took a look around her room while Gabriella stripped her clothes off. She threw them on the floor without care before she climbed into her bed.

Troy stopped, studying a picture of Gabriella and her sisters. Looking at the three of them at once, he instantly noticed the facial similarities. He wondered what his sibling would look like if he actually had one. He turned, looking back to Gabi. She was curled up in her white comforter, looking out the French doors he hadn't noticed. He walked over to find a balcony, a tree, and a view of her backyard.

"Come here." She said softly.

Troy turned before he dropped his backpack and kicked his shoes off. "Why didn't we just climb up the tree?" He asked, climbing into her bed.

"Doors are locked." She shared softly. She reached over for him and pulled off his shirt. He relaxed back once she pressed her face and her palm into his warm chest. "He's cheating."

"Hm?" Troy hummed, looking down to see her face.

She looked up at him and sighed. "My dad is cheating… I mean, I suspected it since, ya know, he hasn't actually stepped a foot into the house in about six months. But, I caught him… having sex. It's weird and it kind of hurts."

"Of course it hurts… Your dad is supposed to be with your mom."

"I don't know. I love my dad, even if he works too much, cheats on my mom, and barely acknowledges me or my sisters existence. I remember when he was an actual dad, but I was so little. Camilla and Mariella haven't really got that."

Troy brushed a piece of her hair back. "You can't really control that, Gabriella. You're the best big sister you can be and that's all you can do."

"I know. I just wish it was different." She looked up at him. "I wish we had no money but we loved and cared about each other."

"They love you, Gabi, and I bet they're so proud of you." He murmured, stroking her hair back. "You are so smart and so beautiful. You're driven and ambitious. You have goals and you do so well in school. Everybody at school loves you… you're a sweet, kind human being."

Gabriella hummed, thinking it over. She turned, biting his arm gently. He yelped quietly. She giggled, covering his mouth. "Sorry."

"You are making me want to regret all the nice things I just said." He joked. He grinned down at her before he leaned in to kiss her lips.

She pulled back, stroking his cheek. "God, all I can think about is my dad and Mrs. Evans."

Troy's head whipped over to her. "Your dad is doing Sharpay's mom?!"

"Yes." She groaned, rolling away to cover her face.

"Oh my god."

"I know."

"I guess all the Evan's women are whores."

Gabriella let out a small giggle. "They like fucking the men that the Montez women are with."

"That's so fucked up."

"Yeah, they're like best friends."

Troy shrugged. "Maybe they're like you and Sharpay… Pretending or whatever."

"Wouldn't doubt it."

Troy turned, pressing his chest into Gabriella's back. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, kissing the base of her neck gently. "Are you going to the Halloween party next week at Chads?"

"Chad invited you?" She asked without looking at him.

"Eh… not really, since he is not talking to me at the moment. I've been his friend since kindergarten and he throws one every year. He won't kick me out if I go with you." Troy smirked.

She rolled her eyes. "I don't think he would kick you out, TB."

"So you're coming with me?"

"If you really want to go, we can." She turned to look at him out of the corner of her eye. "Does this mean we have to dress up?"

"I suppose."

She smirked. "Are we going to match?"

"If you want to." He murmured, kissing her neck gently. "What are you going to be?"

"I don't know. Maybe something easy like a cow girl or something so I can use clothes that I already have." She shrugged.

"Not lingerie?"

She rolled her eyes. "Please, I'm not that kind of girl." She winked at him. "I'll just braid my hair and put on my short shorts and a plaid shirt… tie it right under the boobs. Find some cowgirl boots and I'll be set."

"You had me at short shorts."

She giggled, turning around to face him. "We can go shopping for you. Get you some nice blue jeans that hug your butt like this." She cupped his butt, pulling him against her. "A plaid shirt, boots and a hat."

"You have a thing for cowboys?" Troy asked with a smirk.

"Every woman has a thing for Cowboys. And if it's not cowboys, its handsome, rich, abusive misogynists." She moved her hand up his back. "Why do you think they're on the cover of every romance novel?"

He shook his head, choosing not to say anything. He leaned down to kiss her. She pulled back and sighed. He watched her stare off into space. He could imagine the trillions of things racing through her head at this exact moment. He brushed her hair back and lifted her chin for her attention. "What's up?"

"I just thought about how much trouble I'm going to be in for ditching today, ditching detention, getting you into trouble and bringing you here."

"You didn't make me do anything, cupcake. I take full responsibility of my actions." He brushed his thumb against her lips. "But you'll probably get a weeks worth of lunch detention for skipping today."

She nodded. "You're probably right. I've been thinking and I'm not sure I even want to do the musical anymore."

"You can't ditch me." Troy frowned.

"Let me rephrase that, I don't want to do the musical but I have to, since I already committed." She kissed his palm. "And I wouldn't want to leave you. My poor little TB wouldn't be able to handle it without me."

"Hell no. If you quit then I quit."

She wrapped her arms around him and snuggled into his chest. "You're my favorite, TB."

"You're mine, cupcake." He kissed her forehead. He then kissed her nose, then her lips slowly. She hummed when his lips met hers.

"So, later, I'm going to call my dad and he is going to fly me to New York so I can audition for the freshman program." Gabriella lit up, instantly. "I mean, I know I shouldn't be taking advantage of the situation but I mean… come on, perfect timing."

Troy couldn't help but laugh. "I think he has no choice but to say yes."

"Exactly!"

"But what if he wants to go with you?" Troy asked, splaying his fingers across her stomach.

"I don't care. As long as he has his credit card, I'm golden."

"You're so spoiled." He grinned, leaning over kissing her neck. His lips moved down her neck slowly.

"I'm aware and apparently I always get what I want." She waved her hand before sliding her hand around his neck. "Or that's what my mother says."

"Your mother? I find that hard to believe."

"She's full of dramatics… trust me." Gabriella pulled him closer by the neck, kissing his lips. "How do you feel about…" Gabriella trailed off, connecting their lips again.

"Feel about what?" He murmured against her lips.

She licked her lips slowly before giving him a small dangerous smile. "Exploring."

His raised his eyebrows, unsure. "Exploring what?"

She pulled him back to her, giving him a kiss to distract him. She laid back against her bed, letting Troy lay on top of half of her. His tongue brushed against her lips causing her tongue to poke out to taste his. She adjusted her head by tilting just slightly, exploring his mouth. His hands gripped her waist, pulling away a little to keep his weight off her.

Her hands wandered down to find his. She wrapped her slim fingers around his wrist, guiding it down slowly. She spread her legs to lay one leg between both of his. Her tongue danced around his as their lips moved in seemingly slow motion. The tips of his fingers dipped under her panties. He froze, pulling his lips away from hers. He looked at her nervously.

She released his wrist to stroke his face gently. "It's okay." She urged softly. "Explore." She reminded with a small smile. He still looked unconvinced. She kissed him once gently before she arched her back. "Maybe we can start with something easier." She reached behind her back, unhooking her bra. "You've already seen them and touched them so it's okay."

He helped her pull her bra from her arms, gazing down at her chest. She tossed her bra and looked up at him. He hesitantly put his free hand on one of them. He watched as he squeezed gently before pinching her puckered nipple.

She gasped slightly, arching her back up. She slid her hand against the back of his neck to pull his face down to hers. She kissed him thoroughly, rolling them over so she straddled his lap. He sat up, without disconnecting their lips. He pulled away, fondling her chest again, playing with her nipples.

His mouth kissed her lips before it tailed down her neck slowly. He sucked gently on her neck. His hands roamed her body, cupping her ass in his hands. She moaned softly, running her fingers through his hair. Her hips moved slowly to press against his before sitting flush against him. His hardness was growing under her thigh.

Troy left his mark on her neck before dragging his lips down her chest. His mouth covered one nipple before it trailed to the other. Troy's hands gripped the back trim of her panties, tugging them down. She smiled, kissing his lips once before she laid back. She kicked her legs out, making it easier for him to pull her panties down her legs. He pulled her back to him by her waist, kissing her lips firmly.

She gripped the back of his head, exploring his mouth with her tongue. He laid back, pulling her down with him. He rolled her on to her back to the first position they were in when she told him to explore. His jeans were getting increasingly tight but he didn't mind. Today was about her. He wanted to explore. He wanted to know what to do to cause little sighs and moans to come out of her mouth. He wanted to learn how to pleasure her so when they were at that next step, he'd go in without fear of disappointment.

His fingers spread over her flat stomach. She didn't have to guide him down. His hands wandered curiously down her abdomen until he came in contact with a patch of neatly trimmed hair. She spread again, kissing his lips slowly. He touched the softness of her thigh before letting a single finger explore her lower lips. She let out a sigh and he bit his lip, turning his head away from her. He glanced down her body and groaned as she came in contact with his ear.

"Fuck." Troy murmured as he came in contact with her wetness. And she was really wet and hot. He dipped a finger into her heat briefly before brushing against her clit. She grasped onto him, biting at his earlobe. Her hips jerked when he circled his finger against her sensitive bundle.

He dipped his long finger inside her again, feeling around her tightness. He slipped a second finger in her heat. He pulled his head up to kiss her lips slowly and watch her face. His fingers stroked in and out of her inner walls. "Curl your fingers up a little bit when you're deep." She murmured softly.

He glanced down at her beautiful eyes and the mark he left on her neck. He continued, deciding to take her advice. When his fingers were deep inside her heat he curled his fingertips up, feeling her spongy walls. He slid his fingers out of her heat, stroking her outer lips and her clit slowly. He felt her hips jerk again in response to his touch.

Her eyes shut as he focused his stroking to her sensitive clit. Her hand wandered into his hair. He felt her body temperature rise, her cheeks suddenly flushed with pinkness. She gripped the back of his head, tossing her head back, emitting a soft moan. Troy licked his dry lips, dipping his finger into her wetness again briefly before he went back to her nub.

Gabriella breathed slowly, flicking her eyes up to the beautiful boy above her. His face was equally flushed. She was at the brink, trying to hold off her release for as long as possible. She couldn't help but release. Her eyes shut again as her whole body started to shake. Her toes curled up and she was so glad that he didn't stop. Her hips jerked, riding it out until she couldn't take it anymore. She grabbed his hand, pulling it away.

Troy watched as her body reacted to his motion then as she breathed heavily to calm her body down. He leaned down, kissing her lips softly. She smiled against his lips, opening her eyes. "Wow." He expressed softly.

She grinned up at him. "What?"

"You're just wow." He whispered sincerely.

"You're…" She trailed off, kissing his lips when she couldn't find the right words.

Troy rolled to his back, laying next to her. She got up and walked quickly to the bathroom. He closed his eyes and willed his erection to disappear. He moved his hand up to move the hair out of his face. He stopped instantly when he smelled her on his fingers. Instead of going away, his member got harder and more painful against his jeans. He unbuttoned them and pulled them off his legs. He sighed, laying back with his eyes closed.

Gabriella crawled back into bed, covering them up with her blanket. She curled up next to Troy, leaning her head against his chest. She smiled as she listened to the soft thumping of his heart. She pressed her ear against him, closing her eyes.

It was amazing, the one small organ that controls life. She was so happy that it beat steadily and he was wrapped up in her arms at the moment. He truly was her best friend. She was so lucky to have him in her life and that he'd go along with whatever scheme she came up with.

He petted her hair softly, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Are you tired?"

"Not really, what about you?" She asked, looking up at him.

"No, not really. Are you ready to eat?"

"I could eat." She sat up, looking at him.

"Let's eat." He said, glancing at her body. "Wanna put clothes on?"

She grinned. "Not really. Maybe just panties." She said, sliding out of her bed. She walked over to her dresser, pulling on a pair of clean panties. "Better?"

"Not really." He grinned shyly, adjusting himself in his boxers. "But it'll work." Troy climbed out of the bed and grabbed his backpack. He unzipped it as Gabriella crawled back on the bed. She sat crossed legged, watching him. He pulled out a large, soft lunchbox and placed it on the bed.

"What do we have today?"

Troy grinned. "The usual." He unzipped the box and pulled out three Tupperware containers. "grapes, chocolate covered strawberries, and orange slices." He pulled out a larger fourth container. "Caprese salad from my mom and stuff to make pb and j's if you don't like the salad."

Gabriella grinned. "It looks really good Troy, thank you."

"You're very welcome." He pulled out two forks and handed one to her.

She took the container off the salad and stuck her fork in. She poked a tomato, biting it off her fork. "Mmm…" She moaned, chewing thoughtfully. "Yummy."

Troy grinned. "Good."

He watched Gabriella as she continued to eat her salad. Every once in a while, popping a grape into her mouth. He watched the way her lips curled around the strawberry and she hummed in delight while she chew. She was all types of beautiful. He could see how she was never single for long. One boy after another, lined up to just be with her. They were lucky if she'd give them the time of day.

He hoped his luck would never run out. He hoped they'd always be like this.

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