Some Like It Hot
trumpetrulez101
Yay! I'm back! With another chapter, but you already know that! Mystery Person is revealed in this chapter! I hope you all liked the Troyella scene... Paris Hilton voice That's hot. Haha. Sorry people who like her, I just saw her on SNL and couldn't resist. If you don't get it, then don't worry. But do review. I like reviews! There is no sex in this whole chapter, just to let you know.
Disclaimer: I don't own it. If I did, I would have a faster computer, less of a phone bill, and an iPhone. )
(P.S presents are accepted as thanks for updating. Haha.)
The lights were bright, and Troy shielded his eyes as Gabriella shielded her body from the mystery person.
"Ms. Montez, I would greatly appreciate it if you would kindly slip your shirt back on." The person said gently.
"Of..of course!" Gabriella stammered, pulling the red shirt over her head and adjusting it frantically.
"Mr. Bolton, Ms. Montez, please accompany me to my office." They said, shutting the lights off and locking the door after they exited.
"Mr. Matsui? What's going on?" Troy asked, feigning innocence.
"I believe you know exactly what was going on." He declared as he sat down behind his desk, folding his hands and frowning at them.
"I know you two are seniors. This is your last year. You want it to be fun. But you can have fun without sex." He began.
Gabriella burst out laughing. "Mr. Matsui, we weren't having sex, I assure you!" She breathed through her peals of laughter.
"Yes Ms. Montez, I do actually realize that for you to have sex you would have to be naked, but-"
Troy cut him off. "Not necessarily, I mean there are ways that you can just-" Gabriella clapped a hand over his mouth.
"Please continue sir." She said politely.
"I know what foreplay is when I see it. Now Ms. Montez, I have a few questions, Mr. Bolton please step out. When you collapsed a few weeks ago...do you know what caused it?" He asked as soon as Troy left.
"I was slammed into the lockers by Brian Welsh. I assume that is what led to my collapse." Gabriella stated, not enjoying mentioning Brian's name.
"Alright then. You and Mr. Bolton were caught on tape, getting violent. Did he severely hurt you?"
"Oh no, just a bruise on my wrist, and one on my waist. Nothing terrible, I promise." Gabriella assured their principal.
"Alright, just then, where I caught you...getting...intimate, did he sexually harass or assault you in any form? Did he pressure you into it?" Mr. Matsui asked, leaning forward.
"No, I can assure you, it was completely agreed to by both of us." Gabriella said with a sigh, her eyes glazing over slightly.
"Alright then. That's all." Mr. Matsui said with a wave of his hand.
"Make sure you and Mr. Bolton don't get caught again...if you need seclusion, try the auto-shop around noon to two." He advised with a grin.
"Mr. Matsui!" Gabriella exclaimed smiling.
"I don't care if you get intimate, just...don't get caught."
Troy, sitting outside the door, caught this part of the conversation.
As Gabriella came out of the room, he grabbed her hand and ran to the auto-shop, connected to the garage.
"Where are we...oh." She trailed off with a grin.
"What time is it?" He asked, glancing around for a clock.
"1:45." Gabriella said, looking at Troy's watch.
"Damn. We'll have to make this quick." Troy murmured, pulling her into the auto-garage.
"Make what quick?" Gabriella asked, confused.
"Take off your shirt, and I'll take off mine." Troy said lustily, tugging at his shirt.
Gabriella laughed and pulled her shirt off as Troy did the same.
She didn't even glance at his bare chest, just pulled him to her and kissed him urgently.
"We have to make this fast." She whispered, pulling away as he led her to an old truck with a wide and long back seat.
"What are we going to do in here?" She asked.
"Be more comfortable." Troy explained, as he kissed her again, hands wandering.
Gabriella moaned lowly as she stretched out on the back seat, as grinned as Troy climbed into the back with her.
"Maybe I should be on the bottom." Troy suggested, not wanting to put too much weight on her.
Alright." She agreed, and they swapped so she was stretched across him,his hands wandering; one hand rubbing her side slowly, the other on the small of her back.
Still kissing urgently and yet, tenderly, she ran her fingers through his hair, sighing his name over and over again.
"I love you." He whispered throatily, staring up at her.
"I love you too." She replied instantly, pushing herself up, arms on either side of him.
"What are you looking at?" She asked suddenly, getting nervous.
"It's amazing that you can be half-undressed, hair in disarray, no makeup, the lip gloss you do have on smeared slightly, but still look so beautiful." Troy commented, kissing her nose.
"My hair is messed up?" Gabriella gasped, and started finger-combing it, trying to get it back to it's normal long straight perfection.
"You have amazing hair. I love the smell of it." Troy murmured, running his fingers through her hair.
"It's just hair Troy!" She said with a giggle, looking down at him.
"But it's so soft, and shiny, and it smells so good...and it's not the fake shampoo smell...it's just...it smells like...you." He finished, smiling at her.
"Awe, I love you." She sighed, and kissed him lightly, before climbing out of the truck and pulling her wrinkled shirt back on.
Troy climbed out behind her, pulled on his own shirt, and they walked out of the garage hand in hand, mere seconds before the custodial staff came into the room through the back door.
Pam was standing outside Troy's locker when they walked up.
"So." She muttered, tapping her foot impatiently.
"Pam, I'm sorry." Troy offered, his arms wrapped around Gabriella's waist.
"We're through." She spat, walking off angrily.
Zach came up. "Dude, Troy, sorry for you know...feeling up your girl." He stammered.
"Eh, it's alright. She asked you to, besides." Troy shrugged, looking down at Gabriella, who smirked and leaned against his chest.
"So, we're still cool? I mean, I'm really sorry." He said sincerely.
"It's fine. Gabs and I made up for it in the auto-garage just now."
Zach raised his eyebrows.
"Clothes were flying." Gabriella clarified, grinning.
"Oh..." Zach's mouth formed a little 'o' and he grinned.
"Glad to help bring you two together." He said with a laugh as he walked off down to class.
Brian and Mary Elizabeth sat in the same bathroom as always, this time with a mini-TV and Brian's footage from the other day playing.
Mary Elizabeth's mouth hung open when Gabriella revealed why Pam had left school.
"Word in the hall is, Pam's back." Brian commented.
"Someone say my name?" Pam entered the girls' bathroom, glancing around curiously.
"Pam? Pam Thompson?" Brian asked, stepping forward.
"Yes..." She said unsure of the proper response.
"We're just talking about you and your boyfriend Bolton." Brian gestured towards the counter where Mary Elizabeth sat.
"We broke up just now. In the hall." Pam said dully.
"What? Why?" Mary Elizabeth's eyes grew wide at the possible gossip.
"He was in the old biology lab, and Montez was under him, shirtless. They were getting pretty intimate." Pam muttered, her voice emotionless.
Brian's anger boiled. "She slept with him?" He demanded, standing up.
"I don't know. Why do you care about who Montez sleeps with? And why are you in the girls' bathroom?" Pam asked curiously.
"I have no answer to that last question. I care because we're dating."
"She dumped you." Mary Elizabeth said shortly. "She dumped you Brian and you need to move on. If you really loved her, you would be happy that she is happy with Bolton." She had spoken out against her brother. She slapped a hand over her mouth, and willed him to be distracted.
Pam burst out laughing. "So you're the obsessed ex-boyfriend?"
"She talks about me?" Brian exclaimed, a smile forming, as Mary Elizabeth relaxed. He was distracted.
"She hasn't mentioned a word. I just sort of guessed that you were the obsessed ex-boyfriend type."
"Oh." Brian said sadly.
Suddenly, an idea formed.
"Pammie...how would you like to help me get my girlfriend back, and you win Troy back?" He said enticingly.
"First of all, my name isn't 'Pammie.' Second of all, I'll do nothing illegal. Third of all...how?"
"Simple." Brian murmured, and whispered his plan in Pam's ear, who smiled. "That's...perfect."
Troy and Gabriella walked to lunch together, not holding hands, but sharing special glances. They weren't eating with their normal tables today. They were going to stir things up a bit.
They walked into the middle of the cafeteria, Chad and Taylor behind them, and all sat down at the middle table, together.
Everyone turned to stare. A hush fell over the cafeteria. People spun around back to face the table, and instantly whispers broke out.
"Rumors are going to spread like wild fire." Chad commented, one hand interlocked with Taylor's, the other on her knee under the table.
"Let them spread. We'll deny and admit nothing." Gabriella said, gazing up at Troy longingly.
"What's wrong love-muffin? Need to go back to the auto-shop and get some sexual frustration out?" Troy said grinning.
"Cute nicknames. First sex-kitten, and now love-muffin? And I might take you up on that auto-shop offer later." Gabriella said with a laugh.
"Well I can't really call you sex-kitten, since we haven't had sex. But love-muffin is just so...you." Troy explained.
"I am hardly a 'love-muffin.'" Gabriella giggled, a slight blush creeping up her face.
Chad stared at her. "I don't know, there's something very muffin-ish about you..." He said playfully.
"Shut up Danforth!" Gabriella said through her laughter. Taylor, Chad, and Troy were all laughing now, and everyone in the cafeteria was staring.
No one dared approach them to ask what was going on, but everyone was wondering what this could mean; the heads of the Bolton and Montez sides eating together. Surely a truce wasn't forming. It couldn't be...
Troy and Gabriella were in their Biology class the next day when someone slipped Gabriella a note.
She unfolded it discreetly, read it, laughed quietly and shredded it up shaking her head.
Troy looked at her. "What was it?" He mouthed.
"Nothing." She mouthed back.
He was staring at her mouth longingly.
"I really need to make out with a certain someone right now." He murmured.
"Sorry, I don't know where Pam is at the moment." Gabriella whispered teasingly.
"I meant you, love-muffin."
"I know." Gabriella grinned. "But we went to the auto-garage before lunch."
"Lunch yesterday..." Troy pointed out.
"Poor baby." Gabriella laughed quietly.
"Please?" He pleaded, widening his eyes and pouting.
"Maybe later." She whispered with a smile.
"Ah, please? I'm like desperate. You know you like it..." Troy wheedled.
"I love being close to you. But I come to school to learn things, not make out with my boyfriend in the school's car garage." She whispered.
"Fine. I'll just...take notes then." Troy grumbled and turned away.
"Baby, I'm sorry, we can later...at my house." She promised, rubbing his arm.
Troy instantly perked up, flashing her his famous smile.
It was the middle of October. Classes seemed to be stretching on forever, students were restless, and the auditions for the winter musical were going on in the auditorium.
Ms. Darbus sighed loudly, and laid her head down on the desk.
"Where are my stars?" She cried, shooing the young hopeful from stage impatiently.
"Have my stars abandoned me?" She cried again, pounding her head on the desk.
Gabriella chose this moment to enter the auditorium.
"Ms. Darbus? Are you...alright?" She asked gently, walking up to the desolate drama teacher.
"Alright? I have no talent to lead my show!" She exclaimed dramatically.
"I'm so sorry...Maybe Troy and I could..." Gabriella was cut off by Ms. Darbus squealing.
"Would you?" She shrieked, grabbing Gabriella's hand in her own.
"Uh, yes? I uh, have to go...so...I'll...talk to you...later?" Gabriella said uneasily, inching towards the door.
Gabriella rushed out of the auditorium and into the hallway.
Stopping, she stared at Troy, who had his arm around a small girl, laughing.
Glaring, she stalked off down the hall, not even acknowledging him.
"So yeah, it sucks that both of our parents are getting divorced, but hey, you'll be a cool big brother once my dad marries your mom." Lauren said, looking up at Troy.
"Haha, yeah, you'll be a cool little sister. You're a sophomore right?" Troy asked, laying his arm protectively over her shoulder as a guy whistled at the young girl.
"Yeah, and you know you're already acting brotherly?" She said with a grin.
"Yeah, I know, I just...I want to protect my baby sister." He said shrugging, glaring after the offending boy.
"So I'm going to go to class now..." Lauren said walking off.
"Alright, um, I would give you a ride home, but my girlfriend..." Troy explained, trailing off into silence.
"No, it's fine." Lauren called, grinning. "See you big brother!"
Gabriella never brought up what she saw that day in the hallway. If he wanted to tell her he was cheating, fine. If he didn't, then let him be the one to destroy the relationship.
Troy was worried. Gabriella was avoiding him. Not obviously avoiding him, but making excuses to not come over all the time, or canceling dates because of extra homework. Maybe a Halloween party would cheer her up.
"Chad, I'm hosting a Halloween costume party with Gabriella!" Troy told him over the phone.
"Sweet. Any particular theme?" Chad asked excitedly.
"Nope, except you can't get in the door without a costume." Troy said.
"What's Gabriella wearing?" Chad asked, trying to get an idea of what he should ask Taylor to wear.
"She won't tell me. But she says it's...hot." Troy said happily.
"Dude, you think she's finally gonna give it up?" Chad asked eagerly.
"Nah, she's waiting for marriage. And I think I am too." Troy muttered.
"Whoa whoa whoa, what?" Chad yelled.
"I'm waiting until marriage for sex." Troy repeated.
"Isn't that kinda...girlie?" Chad wrinkled his nose.
"Guys do it too Chad. I gotta go. Bye." Troy said quickly hanging up as someone knocked on his door.
"Come in!" He called, and Gabriella walked in slowly.
"Hey! I thought you had homework?"
"I finished early..." Gabriella murmured, pushing him down on his bed, a fire in her eyes.
"Gabs, what are we going to do?" Troy asked, his breath hitching in his throat.
"A little something." She whispered, kissing his neck.
He groaned slightly, and pulled her down next to him.
"Don't tease me Montez." He growled, licking her earlobe and taking pleasure in her shiver.
"You know I'm sensitive there..." Gabriella whispered.
"I know." He replied, sucking gently at her earlobe, gently biting down occasionally.
She moaned, and went back to his neck.
"So you ever going to show me your Halloween costume?" He asked, leaving her ear alone.
"Yes, at the party." Gabriella's mouth twitched into a smile.
"Well as long as that's settled, I'm going to keep driving you crazy with my oral skills." Troy announced, kissing her neck, sucking and nipping gently.
"Don't you dare give me a..." Gabriella was cut off by her own sighs.
"I make no promises." Troy murmured, one hand casually working its way up her shirt.
"Troy I can't stay long, I've got lessons..." She murmured.
"I'm giving you lessons right now. I could give you all kinds of lessons, if you'd like." Troy whispered seductively, hand slipping under her bra.
"I was talking about piano lessons, pervert." She muttered teasingly as she stood.
"Fine. Party in 2 days!" He exclaimed as she fixed her hair in his mirror.
"Troy! You gave me a hickey!" She cried, mock anger filling her voice.
"Sorry babe."
"What am I going to tell my mom?" She asked, pouting.
"The truth? That's what I tell my parents when I come home from your house, lip gloss smeared across my face, and my shirt on backwards. Or when I come in from a date with you, the backseat of the truck scattered with various articles of clothing, and my dad finds them. I tell them things got carried away, but we're both still virgins." Troy said with a grin.
"Fine. I'll tell her the truth. But when I'm grounded...I'm blaming you." Gabriella warned.
"I know, I know and I'll come and rescue you with my white stallion, sweep you off your feet, and whisk you away." Troy recited, a small grin on his face.
"Shut up, you're the one who came up with that." She laughed.
"I know. Love you." He called as she walked out the door.
"Love you too!" She called, walking down the hall.
She had been gone for about thirty seconds when it dawned on Troy.
"Since when have you played piano?" He yelled, but got no answer, only a front door slamming shut.
Dun dun dun...Will Gabriella find out about Lauren and Troy? Will Troy figure out why Gabriella is avoiding him? Will Gabriella and Troy be Ms. Darbus' leads? What will the Winter Musicale be? Please tell me your thoughts in a review! I had an idea coming back from Charlotte, so as soon as this is done, I'll be making either a sequel, or a musical version. Haha, corny I know, but still, the songs are going to be awesome. I already have it planned. I'll probably end up doing both. I don't know. Please review.