Gabriella walked out of the Principal's office and was guided by the secretary to her homeroom. Her teacher was someone by the name of Darbus?

As she opened the door, everything fell silent. She rolled her eyes and removed her sunglasses. She handed them to bodyguard number 1 who dutifully took them silently. When no-one spoke she said clearly,

'Can anyone tell me the teacher's name?'

She already knew the answer but figured it would put an end to the silence.

'Miss Darbus' came a voice.

Gabriella's eyes snapped to where the answer had come from. The guy stood at the steps who winked at her. He seemed to be surrounded by girls, as did the other three she recognised.

'Thanks' she said before turning to her bodyguards.

'I don't need you now, you can go' she said simply.

'But Miss, we were told specifically to guard you everywhere' Bodyguard number 2 told her.

The whole class was watching silently, enjoying the drama.

'And I'm specifically telling you I don't need you, now go!' she said, signalling the door.

When neither of them moved a muscle, Gabriella resorted to saying,

'Either go and meet me after school or I'll have you fired!' she said, crossing her arms.

The two bodyguards glanced at each other and walked out.

Gabriella nodded and turned. Everyone was staring at her, she sighed, put her hands on her hips and snapped

'Have you got a problem?'

No-one answered, she was about to move on when the Troy spoke up.

'Actually, I do have a problem' he said, walking over to her.

'Oh yeah? And what's that?' she replied, angrily.

Troy leaned forward and whispered in her ear,

'I have a problem with you being so damn hot'

Gabriella just pulled away and looked him up and down in disgust before saying,

'Yeah-right!'

Troy was shocked, just like the rest of the class.

She turned and collided with someone, a heavy textbook slammed onto her foot and she screamed. The two girls yelled at the same time.

'WATCH IT!'

'MOVE!!!'

Sharpay widened her eyes when she saw she'd just shouted at a famous model.

The girls looked at each other and Gabriella smiled slightly, this girl had attitude, she liked it.

She held out her hand,

'Gabriella'

'Sharpay' the girl replied, shaking her hand.

'Nice shoes' Gabriella commented, she wasn't joking, they really were nice.

'They should be! They cost a fortune!' Sharpay exclaimed.

Gabriella laughed slightly,

'You'll have to tell me where to get them from, I love them!'

'Of course! Any time! Hang on…CAN I HELP YOU???' Sharpay shouted at the others, causing Gabriella to smile.

Everyone hurriedly returned to their conversations, occasionally sneaking glances at the two girls. The ice-princess and the model, who'd have thought it!

'Miss Evans, take a seat! Ah, Miss Montez, I see you've already made quite an entrance' Miss Darbus said, slightly disapprovingly.

Gabriella noticed it and decided to sweeten her up a little.

'Oh my gosh! Are you the Helen Darbus? The Broadway star?'

Miss Darbus blushed slightly.

'Yes, that's me'

'Wow, I never thought I'd actually meet you! My parents went to all of your shows, they loved them, of course they passed that passion on to me, I admire you so much!' Gabriella gushed.

'Why thank you, its such an honour to be appreciated, what with the theatre being overshadowed by those awful cinema things' Miss Darbus replied with obvious distaste.

'I totally agree, it's so much better to see the real thing than something that's been edited, don't you think?'

'Exactly, as I was saying to the class the other day, the chapel of the art's is a place of-'

Gabriella could sense she was about to start rambling and decided to cut in.

'If you ever need a photographer for a programme or something, I'm sure I could arrange for Thomas Witchell maybe, or Franco Halo to help you out?'

The class had no idea who these people were but Miss Darbus did.

'You know them? They're the most famous photographer's in the world!'

The class were impressed.

'I know, isn't it fabulous? I'm sure they wouldn't mind, in fact, I think they'd be delighted to work with you'

'Well, that's er, that's quite spectacular, thank you, we must speak later'

Just then the bell sounded and the class rushed out.

Sharpay caught up with Gabriella.

'Sorry about hurting you' she said.

'Huh?' Gabriella said, confused, but not stopping.

'When I dropped my text book on your foot, I'm sorry'

'Oh, no worries, its fine, do you know where to go for geography?' Gabriella asked.

'Yeah, but I can't take you, I'm going for extra singing tuition, at the other side of school, I'm sure I could find someone to take you'

'I'll take you' said a manly voice.

Gabriella saw Sharpay roll her eyes and made a mental note to quiz her on it later. She turned around and saw it was Troy, she repeated Sharpay's expression but he missed it.

'I'd be happy to escort you, I have that lesson myself' he said holding out his arm.

'Thanks but no thanks' she said before walking past him.

Troy shouted after her,

'It's the other way!'

Expecting her to turn around blushing, Troy waited with a smug smile on his face that evaporated when he watched her next move.

Gabriella thought fast and came up with an idea. She walked up to the hottest guy in the hallway and smiled sweetly and asked,

'Would you mind carrying my books? I'm not to sure where my geography class is'

The guy looked behind her at Troy who was glaring at him, slowly shaking his head. The guy got the message and replied,

'A-actually, I erm, have to ask uh, Principal Matsui something, sorry' before running off past her.

Gabriella spun around and watched him leave, then saw Troy grinning smugly.

'Looks like I'm taking you then' he said, taking her books from her.

'Whatever, lets just go' Gabriella said in a bored tone which slightly surprised Troy.

'I'm Troy by the way'

Gabriella didn't reply, just carried on walking.

'Gabriella?' he asked, not sure if she heard him.

She still didn't reply.

'Gabriella?' he said again.

'WHAT?' she yelled frustrated.

'I said my names Troy'

'And?' she asked.

'And-I dunno' he said, not quite sure what to say.

'You dunno huh? Well when you have something interesting to say, tell me, but otherwise, I'd rather not speak to you'

'By interesting I assume you mean the latest Jimmy Choo design?' questioned Troy sarcastically.

Gabriella spun around, furious.

'Just because I'm a model doesn't mean I'm completely thick like your probably used to with all the cheerleaders surrounding you, though god know's why they do because I can't see it. I know a damn site more than people think I do, I'm not a stereotype, I do have a brain, I'm not an air-head!'

Troy was quick and replied,

'Never said you were babe, though you by the way you dress you sure do look like one'

'One, never call me babe again or I'll have you arrested for harassment, two, give me my books'

'How do you know where to go?' Troy asked as she reclaimed them.

Gabriella pointed to the sign on the door reading 'Geography' and rolled her eyes before walking through.

Troy blushed a bit but soon followed her, checking her out as he did so.

A/N

So, a little fight-completion thingy starting. I need ideas for the next chapter, help??? Thanks for all the reviews btw, they're great!! Review!! xx