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CHAPTER 5
"Okay, squad!" Gabi called as she gathered the cheerleading team for lunch practice.
"Gabi, is it true that you slept with Troy Bolton?" Kelsey asked from the front row.
Gabi frowned. "No."
"What about Aidan?" Jennie threw up next and Gabi looked disgusted.
"No!" She denied.
"Apparently Chad Danforth…" Helen began and Gabi screamed in frustration.
"Guys!" She yelled. "I thought I made it clear I am here to win us trophies! What was my one rule?" She asked unnecessarily.
"Don't fall in love." The group chorused unconvincingly.
"But there's all these rumours going round…" Kelsey piped up again and Gabi rolled her eyes.
"Okay, number one, I am not and will never sleep with Aidan." She announced. "Number two, Chad Danforth will get another kick in the nuts if he even comes near me. And number three, Troy Bolton is Troy Bolton. It's as much a mystery to me as it is to you what goes on in his team." She finished.
"Can I sleep with Troy Bolton?" Jennie asked and the squad chuckled at her.
Gabi didn't see what was so funny but she was a little too close to this to make an objective opinion.
"Can we please do some work?" Gabi asked, commanding her team into a formulation, wondering where the heck these rumours came from but knowing deep down, the source.
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Gabi had had enough. She had promised to payback Aidan and now she was more determined than ever to fulfil that vow.
She stalked the halls until she found him, grasping his t-shirt at chest level in one small hand, pointing her chin upwards, her fiery brown eyes speaking volumes.
"I hear one more story about who I've bedded and you'll lose a ball." Gabi warned, her grip on Aidan's privates strong enough to make him wince.
Her promised plan to get revenge on him had been slightly delayed with her distraction of Troy but now she was going to deliver it, precisely.
"Okay!" He agreed.
"I mean it, Aidan. I don't wanna hear my name even mentioned in the same sentence as your name. I don't wanna see your hands anywhere near me. I don't even wanna have to speak to you unless it's absolutely unavoidable..." She warned, gripping tighter.
"What the fuck, Gabi!" He screeched and she knew she had made her point.
"I gave you a chance to have the nice side of me, Aidan." She said coolly, giving once last twist before she let go and walked off, smirking to herself.
He wouldn't be fucking with Gabi Montez any longer she smiled.
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Gabi knew she was running late as she twisted into the hole leading to their practice space. She was surprised to see Troy had started without her. He had a CD player going and he was dancing, unknowing to her arrival as his back was to her and he got into his groove.
She smiled softly, loving seeing him forming shapes and dancing without inhibitions.
He swirled and at the same time, stripped off his t-shirt, flinging it off some way into the middle of the room.
He looked up, suddenly aware of her watching him; he stopped, brushing his hands together nervously.
"If that's part of your routine, we could be onto a winner." She flirted, letting her gaze appreciate the full expanse of his well- muscled chest, dropping to scrutinise his six-pack, lingering at the band of his jeans where she licked her lips.
Back up his chest, she avoided his face to allow a look at his arms, strong like his shoulders and bulky, defined. Sexy.
His breathing was laboured as she walked up to him and she began to bop to the beat, meeting his eyes.
"Show me." She smiled and he shyly scuffed his toe. She tilted her head and arched her brow.
"Come on, we have to get comfortable doing this." She argued.
He turned up the music, moving his body again, slowing his moves down so she could pick them up.
After a little while she had them perfected and then began to adapt them, dancing with him rather than from him.
He still didn't know where to put his hands when she crowded him the way she did.
He knew their skating brought them closer sometimes, but she wasn't dancing in his lap then, not like she was now.
"Here…" She led, taking his hands and placing them at her fleshy hips.
Her vixen smile up at him told him she was half laughing at him and half enjoying their proximity.
"This feels weird." He admitted, smiling a little back at her, nervous.
"We just gotta practice more, until it doesn't feel weird." She said pragmatically.
"I feel like…like I shouldn't be touching you like this." He explained, checking her eyes for her reaction and she didn't laugh.
"Well, you managed ok last time." She allowed.
"That was just…I couldn't stop myself." He uttered, then closed his mouth quickly.
"It's okay, Troy." She assured, reaching up to stroke his hair at his neck. At the same time their hips aligned and she rode his thigh to the hip-hop beat.
"You just gotta….do what feels right." She said then, gyrating slower, really brushing herself against him, her sweats doing nothing to diminish her beauty to him.
His hands cupped her behind, just like that very first time in the street and she tilted her head back at the warm wave that rode over her body, instinctively arching up onto his thigh as he supported her back and dropped her lower, away from him.
"Mmm…" She moaned as he brought her tightly into his hip, her intimacy flush with his thigh now, her breaths soft and wanting.
Hanging from his neck with her fingers, Gabi opened her desire-heavy lids and let the swirl of colours in Troy's pupils rule her, leaning up his body to be closer to that chest, to be closer to those lips. To just be closer where she could rub herself and have that tingling roll down her body…
"Can I touch you?" He begged on a hoarse murmur, his thumbs brushing at her belly.
Her hitched murmur of appreciation gave him the answer he needed as he scooped his hands beneath her tracksuit bottoms and encompassed her globe-like ass with his warm, rough hands.
He couldn't pull her any tighter against his body but he could bury himself into her, albeit clothed. One small re-arrangement and he was pressing his arousal against her belly, his mouth claiming hers in the same swift movement.
Her fingers hadn't left his hair and her tongue flicked into his mouth, all leading him to forget exactly what he was doing here while his arms tightened around her smaller body, telling her in no uncertain terms how close he wanted to be to her.
Lifting her thigh, he hooked her knee across his hip, hearing her whimper of pleasure as he swallowed it. He ran his hand back across her shapely leg, and then let his hands run up her back toward her hair.
It was once held in a loose bun until his fingers pulled it down into a raven mess, enjoying the feel of it. At some point she jumped into his arms and wrapped her thighs around his middle, although he couldn't tell when, he just knew he couldn't get enough of her, couldn't be close enough to her until he was inside her, dipping into her sweetness as surely as his tongue dipped into her mouth now.
He was sure it was his own voice that made the low, guttural moan that awakened them both from their passion filled embrace, their eyes meeting and locking for several moments before either one of them broke the spell.
"Wow." Gabi breathed as she loosened her ankles, letting his hands support her hips as she dropped down from his body, still letting her hands connect with him as she dragged them down his chest and rested them there.
"You're telling me…" He husked back, trying to get his breathing under control, trying to remind his body that there was going to be no satisfaction from their foreplay.
"We're really not going to get very far with this, are we?" She wondered, frowning at him.
"We are…we just need to…get over the novelty or something." He quoted her earlier words, shrugging.
She giggled at him, turning quickly to grab his t-shirt.
"You need to keep this on for a start…" She teased as he pulled the top over his head and down over his body where her gaze lingered.
"Is that better, ma'am?" He asked formally.
She smiled. "Not really." She said honestly. "But it will do…" She added before he could take that as signal to kiss her again.
"I told you not to dress sexy…" He accused as she struggled to come back to reality, hands still planted on his chest. He carefully juggled her in his arms as he looked down on her.
"I'm in my ugliest clothes!" She returned defensively, seeing his grin, smiling back.
"Ok, Montez. Let's just start from the top. No touching. Just dancing." He suggested.
Gabi let go of his chest and secretly pined when his arms loosened around her.
"No touching?" She asked, almost forlornly, making his groin ache with refreshed fervour.
"Hey, if we're going to get anywhere tonight, I think it's best." He stated.
She nodded and he began a little jig-step that she joined in on, giggling as she tripped over her own feet, then catching the rhythm again.
She let the music carry her, twisting and winding her body, her hips swirling in her sexy little way. Troy could only watch, smiling widely as she got caught up in her own little world.
What he would do to catch those hips in his hands and wind her thrusts into his body. He followed her lead, shadowing her curves with his hands.
"Just touch me, Troy." She said in a breathy voice, her eyes pleading with his and he wondered how long she had been hiding her thoughts.
"We know what happens when I touch you." He lifted his brows, making some funny moves to lighten the moment.
"I know what happens, I burn up." She admitted. "My skin feels like its torch paper to a match- your hands feel like…like they should never leave my body." She didn't know what she was saying or why but it was like the words couldn't be stopped.
She lifted her hands to her forehead, bewildered as to what happened to her when Troy touched her.
"Wow." He husked from in front of her, dancing forgotten, the music now blaring unwanted in the background.
"I have to go." She decided and grabbed her things, not waiting for him to catch up.
"Gabi, you can't say something like that and then run off…" He argued, following her quickly.
"What do you want from me, Troy?" She asked, facing him.
"For you to admit I'm worth breaking the rules for." He challenged.
"Well you're not." She stated flatly, turning without meeting his eyes and running off.
"Be careful!" He begged as she vanished, leaving him stranded in the old train yard, wondering if his wildly buzzing body would ever recover from tonight.
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"Pretty little Montez, on the wrong side of town." Chad mused as Gabi crossed the boundaries to get home from meeting Troy at the skate park.
"Shove off, Danforth." She spat, folding her arms more tightly around her.
"You know, Bolton wouldn't give much away about what lies beneath that jacket…" Chad sneered, stepping in front of her.
"Well that's because he wouldn't know, would he? It's not for anyone to find out, either." She warned.
"I don't know, Montez. You could be wrong there. I mean, I could make do with a handful…" He suggested, grabbing her arms to pull them away from her body.
"No!" She screamed and kicked out, connecting with his knee, sending him momentarily to the ground so she could run.
Out of the shadows came a familiar figure. A tall, thick set body that she would never have considered to be a safe haven, yet here it was. His arms wound around her tightly, protecting, soothing.
"I've got you." He said softly, his chin touching her head.
She pulled away, conscious of Chad not far behind. He saw him approaching and he laughed at the pair of them.
"Nice going, Bolton. Now we can both have her." Chad intimated.
Gabi looked to Troy.
"Go home, Gabi." He stated and Chad looked between the pair of them as Gabi looked to him.
"I'm not leaving." She stated.
"Just go." He ordered again, his gaze intent on his friend, not looking to her.
Chad smiled at her. "Want a piece of us both?" He wondered and she stared at him, touching Troy's arm.
"Be careful." She echoed his words to her and walked away, shivering as Chad blew a kiss at her and she hurried off.
Troy knew this was the moment. This was the moment that he went up against his best friend and won or lost. And it wasn't just his best friend he feared losing, it was everything- basketball, his team mates, Wildcats.
It was all in the mix as they stepped up to each other and silently prepared to fight.