No one knew why he was so incredible.
Maybe it was the way he could make a three point shot from the opposite free throw line. Maybe it was the way he walked, showing off his calf muscles. Maybe it was the way his chestnut brow hair fell right over his matching eyebrows. Maybe it was the way his body was perfectly sculpted. His pecks and six packs could be seen even if he was wearing a shirt. No… it was something completely different. If it was his appearance, it had to be his perfect, piercing blue eyes that were as beautiful as the Pacific Ocean itself.
It was almost as if the air he breathed in and exhaled was holy. He was basically flawless. The most perfect guy, most girls would comment. And the guys? They all either hated him with all their might because of his perfection, or they wanted to be his best friend because that would give them instant popularity. Most of the time it was the latter. He was almost like a god, since he could easily have played basketball with Kobe Bryant or Shaquille O'Neal and not be intimidated.
Basically, if perfection had a human form, it would be called Troy Bolton.
The water drips down his perfect six pack and formed pecks. The going to be senior in high school grabs the white towel that was sitting on the beach chair and wipes his face while the blazing Mexican sun beat down onto his sculpted back. He then sits down in the white beach chair, stretching his legs out into a lying position. The sun's rays hit his body and he could almost feel the water evaporating immediately. Behind him was a gigantic pale yellow hotel, El Mexicano Sueños, that over looked the Gulf of Cortez. He was sitting besides a pool that winded around, looking like a river beside the ocean.
He shakes his head a little to dry off his completely soaked hair and he hears someone groan beside him. "Dude, can you not act like a dog around me?"
The dark skinned boy sitting next to him suddenly sits up. His body was formed, just like Troy's was, but it wasn't as defined. He had deep brown eyes that if you didn't look closely, they looked black. But his trademark, was sitting on the top of his head. He had a gigantic afro that was half the size of California that slightly fell over his eyes. The guy squints over at Troy. "Sorry Chad."
Chad Danforth was Troy's best friend. It was very rare that you found one without the other. Ever since they were in preschool, the two had been best friends, thick and thin. Chad had basically been Troy's long lost brother since then, since Troy didn't have any siblings. Both of them shared a common love, and that was basketball. Although Troy was basically guaranteed to go pro and was the captain of the East High varsity team with his dad as the head coach, Chad was just as dedicated as he was. "How's the pool?"
Troy smirks over at his best friend as he stretches back and closes his eyes. "Amazing. You should go in." He responds and sighs. The pool water was starting to be replaced by sweat as he could feel his already tan skin starting to become tanner. The East High varsity basketball team had arrived in Cabo San Lucas yesterday, on the same flight that the dance team (even though it wasn't really a team, they had no idea what else to call it) had arrived on as well. Troy was rooming with Chad, of course, and they had basically been out by the pool all day today, even though it was still only two in the afternoon.
"Dude… did I ever mention how much I LOVE this place?" Chad Danforth asks while watching as two girls in bikinis walk by their chairs. The girls were slim and had toned bodies, and Troy figures that they came from the hotel next door that was holding most of the girls who had a dance camp during the same time as the basketball camp. Both camps were supposed to be the best there was, and Troy had been coming down here ever since he joined the varsity team the summer of freshman year, so it was his third time. He was on varsity reserves that year, but it didn't matter much. The other guys in his grade had joined the summer of sophomore year, when they call came on varsity reserves and Troy had been moved up to starting varsity.
"Only every time we come down here." He says and winks as the two girls giggle and walk away. That was the only thing about Troy that was misleading. He was a huge flirt, there was no denying that. But who wasn't when they were seventeen years old? He had two actual girlfriends his freshman year, but that was it, not including the middle school flings that everyone had. It was weird for most people, because here was this extremely cocky guy, who knew he was hot and knew he was a great basketball player, and wasn't afraid to show it, but he was also one of the nicest guys you would ever meet, once you got below the surface. Troy would hook up with a girl for a one night stand every once in awhile, but it wasn't anything major. It wasn't like he was having sex every week or anything like that.
Troy opens his eyes and looks over to see that Chad was now sitting up, scratching his arm. He was staring at something in the distance. Troy's eyes follow where Chad's were and he looks to see a dark girl walking along the beach. Although you couldn't tell from here, Troy knew exactly who it was. He smirks and looks at his best friend. "You know… you should stop being a stalker and go catch her."
Chad's eyes quickly avert from the girl and look at Troy for a moment. "What the hell are you talking about?" He asks, trying to play dumb but Troy just rolls his eyes.
"I'm talking about McKessie!" He says and watches as a blush floods on Chad's cheeks. Troy smiles again. "How was the hour you got to sit with her on the plane yesterday?"
"I only did it cuz you were being boring." Chad exclaims and Troy nods, agreeing that he was since he basically listened to his ipod and slept the whole way down. "Plus Zeke wanted to sit by Sharpay and Jason wanted to sit by your boring ass."
"Whatever Chad." Troy says sarcastically. "So how's Taylor anyways?"
Taylor McKessie. She was the girl Troy knew Chad had had a crush on for half of last year. She wasn't your typical girl, Taylor was the only girl who Troy actually knew of that enjoyed doing homework and read on her spare time. Not that she was a geek or anything, far from. She hung out with the jocks and you could say the popular group, but she also loved school. Troy was friends with her even before Chad liked her because she was usually one of the only ones in his honor's math class or something.
That was another thing about Troy that was misleading. He was smart. Extremely smart actually. He was ranked fifth in his class. Most people would have believed that the captain of the basketball team would probably not care much about school. That was wrong. It wasn't that Troy hated school; he could actually say he liked it, but he just hated homework and thought it was a waste of time.
Troy actually was extremely misleading. He had so many secrets it was hard to name them all. Most people viewed him as the basketball God, but there were many layers to Troy. Not even Chad knew all of them. Sure, he knew most of them, but not all. People would be extremely surprised to see what was under the number 14's jersey.
"Good I guess. How would I know?" Chad asks with a sheepish grin on his face that made Troy laugh.
"Maybe the fact that you're in love with her." He says and Chad shakes his head.
"I'm not in love with her." He argues and Troy rolls his eyes.
"Sure. Whatever you say Chad." Troy exclaims, patting his best friend on the back and lying back onto his beach chair once again.
Troy suddenly feels a shadow looming over him as his eyes open back up again. Standing about him were two guys his age beaming down at the two. One of them had dark skin, a little darker then the color of Chad's. He had a beaming smile that showed off his bright white teeth. His hair was black and actually looked like a basketball player's head. There was something about his appearance that actually made him look nice, which he was. The other boy had jet black hair that fell and looked a little messy. His eyes were brown and his skin was tan, but not as tan as Troy's. He was the shortest of the four of them while the other guy was the tallest. Troy smiles up at his other two best friends who were both dressed in swimsuits also. "Hey guys, what's up?" Chad says and both of them shrug.
"We were looking for you guys." The dark boy, Zeke Baylor, exclaims. "Loverboy over here just got off the phone with his girlfriend."
Jason Cross, the other guy blushes and Troy smiles. Jason had been dating his girlfriend, Kelsi Neilson, for six months now. The thing Troy liked most about them was the fact that Kelsi wasn't part of the "jocks" or anything like that. In fact, she was very much into the theater and was an incredible pianist. She was extremely shy, so Troy didn't talk to her much, but from when he had talked to her, he thought she was a really great girl. "You're one to talk." Jason says to Zeke.
Zeke was dating the co captain of the dance team, Sharpay Evans. Sharpay was extremely obnoxious in Troy's eyes, but there was something about her that he liked. Maybe it was her perky attitude that drew people in, but whatever it was, it was working for her. Sharpay's family was incredibly rich, with her father owning a line of hotels. He was pretty sure she owned at least five maids, a cook, and a butler. "I haven't seen Shar at all today. She's greeting this new girl or something."
Troy's eyes look up. New girl? What new girl? "Yea… I heard about her. Taylor said she's rooming with her yesterday." Chad exclaims and blushes when all of the guys look at him with grins when he talks about Taylor. "What?"
"Obsessed?" Troy says and shakes his head. "I never heard about it." He exclaims and all three guys look at him like he's crazy.
"Really? She's supposed to be the shit." Chad exclaims.
"I heard she was on Broadway." Jason exclaims and Troy rolls his eyes. He seriously doubted a girl in Albuquerque was on Broadway. But that was high school rumors for you.
"I doubt it." Troy says and all the guys shrug.
"I don't know. Sharpay said she was in a dance company or something." Zeke explains and Troy puts on an impressed face. Sure, the girls were good. But it must have been nothing like what this girl could do.
"Well. That's good for them I guess?" Chad says. The team was extremely good, and always had the support of the school, community, and especially the basketball team. But Troy noticed that they always seemed to be missing a little something. Their routines were good, but they weren't as creative as what he thought it should look like. Oh well, it wasn't his problem. All he had to worry about was basketball, not dance.
"Sounds like they're in for some nice shit." Troy says while leaning back and closing his eyes again, feeling the Mexican rays beat down onto his stomach once again.
Gabriella felt the wind play with her hair as she looked out onto the beach. She really should have been unpacking, but she wasn't sure where to put things since her roommate wasn't here. That was scaring her. What if her roommate hated her and they had to go through three months together? Sharpay said this girl was one of her best friends, so she should be sort of like her right? Sharpay gave her the impression of being someone extremely upbeat. Would her roommate be like that? She imagines her being so much like Sharpay. Blonde flowing hair, tall, sticks thin body. Probably with the peppy attitude too. What if she thought Gabriella was weird or something? But she tried to push that aside. It didn't matter what other people thought of her, but Gabriella really did want to get along with her. It wasn't like Gabriella to get nervous around people, but this was a little different,
She sighs as she continues to stand on the balcony and continues to look out into the ocean. It was beautiful. There were rocky grey mountains off to her right a bit, jetting out into the deep blue. She could see the beach as far as she could see on her left, with what looked like hotels on almost every part. It was defiantly a tourist spot, but it didn't take away from paradise.
A noise suddenly erupts from behind her as she turns around to see the door opening though the room. Her stomach suddenly does a back flip when she realizes that this was it. She was going to meet who she was living with for the next three months. She watches through the doors of the balcony as the door opens further and walks in someone Gabriella never would have expected. She was looking for a clone of Sharpay, and this girl was almost the complete opposite.
She was taller then Gabriella was, that was for sure. Her skin was dark and smooth. Her hair was black and with huge curls that fell about five inches past her shoulders with bangs that swept off to the side. Her arms were extremely muscular and she had really pretty curves that worked for her. If Sharpay had an opposite, it would be this girl. Gabriella watches as she throws a pair of sunglasses on her bed and seemed to be unaware that there was anything different in the room. Gabriella suddenly takes a deep breath and takes a couple steps leaving the balcony and walking into the room. This was it.
"Um… hi." Gabriella says and suddenly the girl jumps in surprise. Her almost black eyes immediately move from her bed and lock on Gabriella's deep brown. She puts her hand on her chest and takes a deep breath, but then reveals a bright white smile.
"God, you scared me." She says and stands up full ways.
"Sorry." Gabriella says and the girl smiles again and walks on the other side of the bed towards her. "Um… I guess I'm your roommate." She says awkwardly, not really sure what she should say.
The girl smiles at her, a warm and kind smile. That was good. "You must be the new girl." The dark girl says and holds out her hand. She had a small, distinct voice that was soothing. "I'm Taylor McKessie."
Gabriella smiles and takes it. "Gabriella Montez." She says. This girl seemed a lot calmer then Sharpay was.
"Where'd you move from?" She asks.
Gabriella sighs. "San Diego. My mom's company transferred her to Albuquerque." She says while looking at her bag sitting on the bed closest to the window.
"She made you move starting your senior year? That sucks." Taylor exclaims. At least someone agreed with her.
"You're telling me." Gabriella mumbles and the girl gives her another warm smile. So far, she really liked this girl, a lot. Even though they had only been in the same room together for about three minutes. But she seemed extremely calm and collected. That was good. She got the impression that she would be a person to talk to if anything ever went completely wrong, which was good because things seemed to always go wrong in Gabriella's life.
"I hope you don't mind I took this bed." Taylor says while walking back over to her suitcase that was lying open on her bed now. Gabriella gives her a smile and shakes her head.
"No, not at all." She responds, sort of happy that she got a closer view of the ocean.
"I took half the drawers and left the other half for you. There are also two bars in the closet so I took one." Taylor points to the counter by the TV that also had drawer sticking out from it. She continues to be digging for something in her suitcase. "So you've met anyone else yet?"
Gabriella smiles, happy that the girl was trying to make conversation and actually become friends with her. She knew immediately that she and this girl were going to be friends. "Yea… Sharpay Evans?" She says more of a question then an answer and Taylor giggles a little while pulling out what looked like was her swimsuit top.
"Oh yea. She and Amber were going to meet you in the lobby. Shar's one of my best friends." Taylor explains and pulls out the bottoms of her suit.
"Yea… she seemed pretty nice." Gabriella says while sitting down on her bed.
"Nice. Yea…. But insane is a better word." Taylor says with a smile and Gabriella giggles a little. "You'll get used to her though." She says and then sits down on her own bed. "She told me about your history though. You were in a company?" She asks and Gabriella nods, feeling a small blush form on her cheeks.
"Yea… I was since I was twelve." She says and Taylor's eyes grow wide.
"Holy shit. You must be incredible." She says and Gabriella shrugs.
"I'm alright." She lies, knowing that she was better then alright, but she didn't want to be cocky about it. "I guess it's something I was born to do."
Taylor smiles and nods. "Yea… I love dancing, but it's not my life or anything. It's just something I do for fun." She explains and then searches her suitcase and pulls out a towel. "My mom was really pushing for it when I started freshman year. She was in a company when she was in her twenties before she became a real estate agent and she wanted to pass down the tradition or whatever." Taylor explains. "It'd not that important to me."
Gabriella nods in understanding, but she knew that it wasn't that way for her. "I love it." She says and watches as Taylor smiles again. "So… Sharpay said we're going out to dinner as a team tonight." She says and Taylor nods.
"Yea. You can meet the rest of the team there. Our coach usually comes down for a week in the middle so she can see how we look. But other then that we're kinda on our own. There are like twenty other schools and studios that come down too. It's really fun I guess." She explains and Gabriella nods.
"Sounds like it." Gabriella responds and watches as Taylor looks up at her.
"Yea… plus, it helps that we're on the beach the whole time." She says with a smile and Gabriella nods.
"Yea… it's unbelievable." She says sincerely and Taylor smiles at her.
"I was gonna head down to the pool for a bit before we have to get ready. You wanna come?" She asks.
Gabriella feels a smile form on her face. This was turning out to be better then she thought it was going to be. Maybe this camp thing could work out. This girl seemed really nice, plus Sharpay seemed nice too. Maybe she WOULD make friends and this would work out. "Yea. Just let me get my suit!"
Gabriella grabs the smaller of her two light blue suitcases and opens it. She digs around for awhile while Taylor was still talking. "So… any siblings?"
She was happy that Taylor was trying to get to know her more. "Nope. It's just me and my mom." She replies. "My dad left when I was ten." She explains, even though there was so much more to the story then that, but she never talked about it. "What about you?"
Taylor rolls her eyes while Gabriella finds the top part of her white bikini top. "You're lucky. I have two younger brothers. But I have an older sister who's in college, so I guess it's ok." She explains and Gabriella nods. She always wanted an older sister, but she was happy it was just her and her mom too. She then pulls out the bottom part of her white suit. They both change and continue to bond, while Gabriella had a smile on her face the whole time.
Nope, this defiantly wasn't going to be as bad as she thought it would be.
A/N: Thanks so much for reading this and giving it a chance! It means so much to me. And I know these first couple chapters are slow, but they're to introduce you to characters and places and what not. Plus, a lot of you know how I like to do things slow and build up. Anyways, both the hotels that Troy and Gabriella are staying at are in my profile. The names are mine but they're based off these hotels. Oh and I just wanted to apologize for last chapter. A couple of people caught me on my Spanish mistakes, and I'm sorry for that. I take French, so I have no idea how to speak Spanish at all. I will defintaly be in touch with some of the people who said they can speak it. So anyways, thanks so much for reading again!