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"So you don't eat meat?" Troy raised his eye brow towards the girl who was seated directly next to him. "Like at all,"
Gigging slightly, Gabriella nodded, taking a sip of her water that was in front of her. "No meat."
"How long have you been a vegetarian?" Troy questioned slightly, sipping from the soda that was in front of him, copying Gabriella's actions.
Pressing her lips together, thinking back to when she had first decided to stop eating meat, she remembered the feeling she had. A slight drop in her stomach, though she played it cool, carrying on with a sentence. "Hmmm, about three years ago," Troy nodded, taking interest in what Gabriella was saying to him. A small grin touched Troy's mouth as he looked at the brunette's shyness.
"That's really cool." His white teeth flashed at the small woman sitting next to him. Gabriella noticed his once gapped teeth were now perfectly straight. His smile seemed to make the drop in her stomach turn into a flutter. His blue eyes she remembered seemed to be the same, only on a more handsome guy. His once long messy chestnut hair seemed to be more tamed. His smile sent the butterflies in her stomach inside. Something she didn't quite understand.
"I guess," She smiled back at him, looking back up towards her best friend Taylor as her and Chad watched the two unfamiliar people get reacquainted, the smile playing on both of their faces.
"So, Troy," Taylor said cheerfully, gripping Chad's hand as the engaged couple sat by each other. "Are you seeing anyone?"
Laughing nervously, Troy bit his lip, looking towards his bushy haired friend then back at his fiancée. A nervous cough left his mouth, as he spoke lowly, avoiding the eye contact from the brunette who was stationed next to him. "Uh. No I don't really date,"
The small smile that was playing on Gabriella's lips seemed to disappear, as she shot her best friend a look that seemed to say 'I'm going to hang you later' her brown eyes widening from the question her best friend spit from her mouth. "Oh," Taylor shifted slightly in her seat, looking at her future husband, his expression a 'I told you so'.
This was going to be a long dinner, they all silently agreed in their head.
"Taylor, I can't believe you did that," Gabriella gritted her teeth slightly as they walked into their apartment building. Waving her hand, Gabriella's dark skinned friend dismissed the comment.
"It wasn't like I asked him to marry you," She retorted with a grin as they entered their messy apartment.
"You might as well have," The brunette snapped back at her friend, as she pulled her shirt over her head. The red shirt that made her body looked defined and curved was removed as she searched through her messy room for a comfortable sweatshirt.
"It's not that bad, Gab. Besides, maybe he's just better off. He has a lot of stuff on his plate right now," Taylor brought up the situation about Troy's dying father. Gabriella's stomach turned slightly, thinking about someone she knows dying. Her heart dropping.
"Yeah… maybe he just needs friends right now," She agreed with her best friend, as she pulled a hoodie over her curved body, leaving her blouse completely forgotten on the floor.
"Friends are good," Taylor called from the kitchen area, as Gabriella changed her clothes into something much more comfortable.
"Friends are good," Gabriella repeated as she walked into view of her best friend, her long brown hair falling over the hooded sweatshirt. She sighed slightly, looking down at her feet. The polish that was on her toes needed to be removed. Shifting slightly, she covered her right foot with her left. Just as Gabriella went to look up to speak again, there was a light knock on the door of the two best friends apartment. The best friends looked at each other, exchanging a look of confusion. Sighing again, Gabriella spoke lightly, "I'll get it,"
Her tiny bare feet shuffled towards the door of their apartment, her brown eyes looking through the small hole that was made for seeing who was on the other side of the door. Her heart stopped slightly, as she recognized the blue eyes of the young man who stood on the other side.
Troy Bolton.
"So… Gabriella," Troy trailed slightly, as the two best friends had just arrived home from the restaurant the group had ate at.
"Is attractive," Chad grinned at his best friend. Troy groaned lightly, walking in opposite directions of his bush haired friend.
"She is, I'll give you that much," He agreed, calling to his best friend as he lifted the t-shirt from his body, grabbing a t-shirt he had gotten from the college he attended.
"So why not go on a date with her?" His friend questioned from the couch Troy had been sleeping on the past couple of days. Troy let out another slight groan as he slipped the jeans that fit his toned legs off them. Pulling the bottom of the pant leg, he tripped slightly, catching himself on the dresser in Chad's room.
"I don't date," He gritted slightly, pulling a pair of basketball shorts up over his muscular legs, getting comfortable.
"So, you're telling me, you've never been on a date?" Chad raised his eye brows slightly as Troy appeared, plopping down next to him on his temporary bed.
"I have," He said regretfully, catching the look Chad had sent him. His blue eyes closed for a moment, ignoring the slight glare Chad was sending his way.
"But you're not even gonna try with Brie?" Challenging the young man, Troy let out a long sigh, opening his blue eyes to look at his best friend.
"If I try with Brie… And when it ends, I'll still have to see her around. She's Taylor's best friend. You're marrying her… It would just fuck stuff up," Running his large hand through his hair, he paused.
"When it ends? You've already doomed the relationship and you barley have even spoke to her!" Chad pointed out to his best friend, his dark eyes narrowing at his best friend.
"Because…" Troy paused searching for the right words to say to his best friend as he gave his reasoning. "Fuck love," Troy retorted softly, pushing up from the couch where he would later sleep.
"Give love a try, Troy," His best friend insisted, as Troy began to walk away. Just as the words left his mouth, Troy tensed slightly, his brown chestnut hair falling as he looked towards his best friend. The blue eyed beauty let out a small sigh as he let his heart overcome his mind. Chad watched as Troy put his feet into his shoes, his light jacket falling over his built shoulders. "Where are you going, dude?"
Troy looked up at his best friend, a grin forming on his mouth as he held for dramatic effect. "Where do Taylor and Gabriella live again?"
The grin that Troy wore lightly, Chad mimicked. His dark brown eyes seemed to light up as he got the idea of what his best friend was hinting at. "I'll drive you over there,"
Gabriella's heart raced as she placed her hand over the door knob, turning it to see the blue eyed beauty waiting for her appearance. As she went to open her mouth to ask why Troy was standing in front of her, he interrupted her.
"Go on a date with me," He demanded lightly, his large hand reaching past the wooden door to touch Gabriella's clothed arm.
"I thought you didn't date…" She copied the voice that Troy had just let out. Her brown eyes looking down at the touch he was sending her. Her insides going crazy from the touch of the young man.
"I don't," He grinned slightly, his warm hand traveling up the arm of the brunette. The butterflies she felt in her stomach at dinner resurfaced as his hand left a tiny mark on her clothed body. "But I could make an exception,"
Gabriella bit her lips slightly, looking up at the blue eyes that were staring down at her beautiful figure. "What do you have in mind?"
Troy paused, thinking about the conversation he had with Chad on the way over to the apartment. "Dinner and a movie?" He suggested lightly, his hand stopping at her shoulder, his hand running slightly through her brown hair.
"I'm picking the movie," Gabriella whispered, trying to avoid the tingles that Troy was sending through her body, she collected herself.
"No chick flicks," He narrowed his eyes in a playful way, his warm hand falling from her brown hair, shoving both of his hands into his pockets. The butterflies in her stomach seemed to stop as Troy let got of her. His touch still lingering on her clothed body.
"Then I'm picking where we eat," She challenged, crossing her arms, leaning against the open door the two still stood in.
"Deal. I just hope you like Spiderman," Grinning as Gabriella's brown eyes lit up at the mention of one of her favorite superheros.
"I love Peter Parker," She sighed in a dreamy was, her brown eyes fluttering as her mind wondered off. "And Andrew Garfield in tights… mmm,"
"Wow, I'm already loosing you to a fictional character," Troy chuckled lightly, scratching the back of his neck, the nervous feeling he had in the car reentering his body.
"You never had a chance," Her dark brown eyes glistened at the young man who stood above her. Her smile seemed to make Troy's heart burst. A silence settled between the two. Troy spoke softly, bringing Gabriella out of her slight trance.
"Well, I better get going. Chad's in the car waiting," His hand jolted up and pointed in the direction of the elevator. "I'll pick you up at seven tomorrow," Troy smiled at the Latina, his perfect teeth showcasing for her to see. "If I remember where you guys live," He added with a chuckle, making Gabriella giggle as well.
"Get ready to eat tofu," She stated lightly, making Troy's beautiful blue eyes widen slightly. The brunette's small hand lifted from her crossed arms, waving at the young man who stood in the hallway. "I'll see you tomorrow," Gabriella shut the door as Troy started to slowly drift away from the beautiful brunette who was making his mind go crazy.
Troy's heart was beating almost out of his chest as he finally seemed to follow that instead of his brain. And he decided that tomorrow was going to be a stressful day, remembering where Gabriella lived and letting his past not effect his future.