"Daddy, I need your credit card!" Gabriella yelled as she walked into her parent's bedroom.

"Why do you need my credit card, sweetie?" Greg asked, setting the newspaper he was reading down.

"Because I have nothing to wear for my date tonight." Gabriella answered. Her date with Troy was in one hour and she was losing her mind with each passing second.

Cristina laughed, "Mija you have enough clothes to clothe an entire country."

"Yeah, but nothing good." Gabriella replied.

Greg sighed, "Gabi, you must have something in that closet of yours. You're just going on a date, not meeting the president."

Gabriella frowned, "Fine, but if I look ugly on my first date with Troy, I will cry."

"I'll help you find something." Cristina said, leading her daughter back to her room. "Were are you guys going?"

Gabriella shrugged, "I dont know."

Cristina stepped into her daughter's massive walk-in closet. "Ok then you will be wearing something simple because he would have told you if it was an extremely formal date. A pair of True Religion jeans would be perfect."

Gabriella nodded, "Ok."

"Ooh are we stealing from Gabriella's closet?" Lola asked.

"No. I just need some help." Gabriella explained. "I'm in stress mode right now."

"Ooh Gabi is actually nervous about a guy?" Lola said, shocked. "This is ridiculous."

"Shut up." Gabriella spat.

"What time is your date?"

"Seven."

"I wonder where you guys are going."

"I'll just text him." Gabriella concluded. She composed a quick BBM and within seconds Troy had responded. "We're going to Yoshi's."

"Ooh Japanese food." Cristina smiled. "Dress casual."

"Hand me my computer." Gabriella said. Lola handed her sister the white MacBook Air. "I need to video chat with the Olivia." She signs on to Aim.

"Gabi!" Gabriella's best friend from New York-slash-fashion consultant, Olivia greeted.

"Liv!" Gabriella greeted back. "I'm in stress mode at the moment."

"Are you going on a date?" Olivia guessed.

Gabriella nodded, "Yup."

"What should we do with her hair?" Lola asked.

"I was thinking clip on ponytail."

"The one that goes to her butt?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah." Lola answered. "She just can't shake her head too much or it will fall off."

Olivia laughed, "Who are you going on a date with?"

"You know the guy I've been telling you about? Troy Bolton?"

Olivia smiled, "The one with the pretty eyes?" Gabriella nodded. "Ooh you go Gabi." She looked at her watch. "I have a tennis match. I have to go."

Gabriella waved, "Bye. I'll text you later." She clicks off and puts her laptop back on her desk.

~At Troy's House~

"Aw my son is going on a date with a girl I actually like." Lucille exclaimed. "I'm so happy."

Troy rolled his eyes, "Calm down mom. It's just a date."

Marcus snorted, "Youre telling her to calm down when you are the one pacing around, sweating profusely like a maniac."

Lucille gasped, "You just used a really big word correctly."

Marcus smiled, "Yeah it's on my Word-of-The-Day calendar Lola gave me."

Troy looked at his watch, "It's 6:30. I have to go." He grabs his keys and runs out of the door.

Marcus turns to his parents, "How long do you think it will take before he realizes he doesn't have pants on?"

"5 seconds." Lucille answered. She counted to five and Troy runs back into the house.

"I'm in my boxers."

Jack nodded, "We noticed."

~30 Minutes Later~

"Here we are." Troy said, taking his seat.

Gabriella smiled, "Yeah." She sits down across from him.

"So how was your day." Troy asked.

"Amazing." Gabriella lied. Telling the truth would make her look like a loser.

Troy nodded, "Same here. I just relaxed."

A blonde walks up to them, "Hi I'm Crystal and I'll be your server for the evening. Can I start you guys off with any appetizers and drinks?"

"Are you ready to order?" Gabriella asked.

"You can pick." Troy said. "Whatever you want."

"Ok can we have a plate of California Rolls, shrimp tempura, and teriyaki chicken." Gabriella said.

Crystal nodded, "Ok. And for drinks?"

"I will have a cherry limeade." Troy said.

Gabriella smiled, "Ooh me too."

"Ok. I'll be back." Crystal walked off.

Gabriella sighed. They were having that first date awkward silence thing. "Have you ever been here before?"

Troy nodded, "A few times."

"I love this place. What do you usually order here?"

"The teriyaki chicken."

"You've never had their sushi?" Troy shook his head and Gabriella gasped. "Oh my God. You are lucky I ordered that. You don't know what you're missing."

Troy laughed, "Oh?"

"Yes."

A few minutes later, their waitress comes back to their table with their food. "There you go."

Troy smiled, "Thanks."

Gabriella grabbed the plate of California rolls and the soy sauce. "Their sushi will change your life." She pours the soy sauce over the Wasabi and mixes it. Then she dips a California Roll into it and hands it to Troy. "Try it."

Troy sighed, "Ok." He puts the piece of sushi into his mouth.

"What do you think?"

Troy nodded, "It's actually really good."

"I told you so."

Once Gabriella and Troy were finished with their food, they made it back to the parking lot.

"Did you like the food?" Troy asked.

"It was..." Gabriella stopped. It felt like her stomach was convulsing.

"Are you alright?"

Gabriella shool her head, "I feel like I'm about to throw up."

Troy's eyes grew wide, "I think you have food poisoning."

Gabriella ran to the nearest rush and threw up. "Ugh. I think I do too." She takes the napkin Troy was holding out.

"Well I should probably get you home." Troy said, sadly.

"Thanks." He grabbed her hand and walked her to his car.

"God, I knew that shrimp tasted off."

"I'm sorry." Troy said.

Gabriella turned to Troy and let out a scream. "Holy Shit."

"What's wrong?"

"Your face."

"My face?"

Gabriella nodded, "It's all red and swollen."

Troy flipped down his visor to look at himself, "Oh no."

"I think you're having an allergic reaction to something. What are you allergic to?" Gabriella asked.

"Seaweed." Troy answered.

Gabriella gasped, "They put seaweed in sushi."

Troy frowned, "My face looks horrible."

"Go to that 7Eleven." Gabriella ordered. "I'll pick you up some Benadryl."

"My face." Troy repeated. "I'm...ugly."

Gabriella laughed, "It's alright." When Troy pulls into the parking lot and Gabriella unbuckles her seatbelt. "I'll be back." She hops out the car.

Troy looks at himself again and sighed, "Best first date ever."

~15 Minutes Later~

Troy walks Gabriella up to her front door. "Well this night has been...interesting. Aside from you get food poisoning and my face blowing up like a big, red balloon."

"I wont be going back there for a while." Gabriella laughed, "I think your face swelling is going down."

"Want to have a do over date?" Troy asked.

Gabriella shool her head, "No. First dates are supposed to be memorable. And this is definately one date I will never forget."

Troy gave her an awkward smile. "I agree."

~To Be Continued~