Chapter 23:
A Drunken Night of A Gabriella
It was a week after everything and everything was finally back to normal. The trio came back to school, Sammy was back home and everything was fine. Gabriella had given three hundred thousand dollars to Ketch and his parents so they could pay off their debt. Ketch had been happy and excited to see Gabriella and Troy had even gained a liking to Ketch.
"I smell bacon," Selena squealed as she eased her way into the kitchen. She picked up a piece of bacon and bit it. She moaned as the taste sizzled in her mouth. "I want to kiss whoever made bacon."
"I bet that persons dead and old," Gabriella said. She walked into the kitchen with Loco in her hands. "Rev, Loco keeps sleeping with me and liking places he should never lick."
"Ew." Reva scrunched up her nose and took Loco from Gabriella. "Loco, we need to get you a girlfriend. And no, it will not be that beagle next door." Loco liked Reva's face and Reva laughed. She set Loco down by his food bowl and Loco munched on his bacon. Troy and Emil then came into the kitchen. "I almost forgot about the fair," Troy said. "They postponed it to the summer."
"Why?"
"The weather is warmer. Duh." Troy sat down and made himself a plate.
"Hey, Troy, Gabriella made a song for you," Leilani said. She came down the steps with Gabriella's lyric book. "It's so cute and adorable."
"Leilani!" Gabriella snatched the book away from her and glared at her. "This book is private. Think of it as a diary."
"I have a career in reading diaries," Emil admitted. "So, I wouldn't say that if I were you."
"Let me see, Brie," Troy said. He grabbed the book from Gabriella and flipped down the last page that was used. Gabriella tried to grab it back, but Troy ran from her while reading. "Troy!" Troy laughed and slipped out the door. Gabriella chased him around the yard. She was surprised when she fell and tumbled onto the sidewalk. "Ouch…" she groaned. Troy stopped running and quickly ran to her. He helped her up and examined her hands smeared with blood, rocks and ash. "Shit, I'm sorry, Brie."
"It's fine." Troy guided her back into the house to wash off her hands.
"That fun backfired," Rosie teased. "You okay, Gabs?"
"Yeah. It's just a little scrap and blood." Gabriella wiped her hands on a napkin and grabbed the book from Troy. "I'll sing it later. But right now, we have to go to school."
Troy nodded and everyone left for the door. Troy bent down to Gabriella's ear and whispered, "I love the song by the way."
Gabriella smiled and kissed his cheek. "Good. Then I so can't wait to sing it."
"I have another date request," Troy said. Gabriella looked up at him. "Okay, shoot."
"Let's go out to dinner. Just me and you having fun. No sharks or interruptions."
Gabriella smiled and leaned into him. "Promise?"
Troy nodded. "Promise."
"I call driving today!" Selena said. They took turns driving to school. Gabriella had driven to school yesterday and now it was Selena's turn. But it didn't even matter because Gabriella would usually drive with Troy. Gabriella climbed into Troy's truck. She caught sight of a moving truck. "Who's moving next door?"
Troy shrugged and pulled out of the driveway. Gabriella turned on the radio and Rhianna's Wait Your Turn came on. Gabriella grinned as she drummer her fingers against the dashboard. "This song never gets old." Then she started singing and jamming in her seat to it. Troy chuckled and shook his head. "It's getting crowded over here, but babe the wait is over. Sometimes it takes a thousand times but when the wait is over—"
"People are looking at us," Troy said. He rolled up Gabriella's window. Gabriella stuck her tongue out at him and continued singing. A few minutes later Troy pulled up into the school parking lot. They got out of the car and started walking to the school.
"So, what's out date going to be tonight?" Gabriella asked Troy. "Fun and hype or fun and calm?"
"Fun and calm, I guess," Troy said. "But that's the only hint I'm giving you."
"Oh, come on," Gabriella whined. "Please? You know I hate surprises."
"Well, I hate telling surprises so you'll have to wait." They stopped at Gabriella's locker. Troy pulled Gabriella's sweater off and hung it up in her locker and then closed it. Gabriella swung her book bag over her shoulder and sighed. 'Well, fine. If you won't tell me then I won't sing the song for you until then, too."
"Now that isn't fair," Troy said.
Gabriella smirked. "Life isn't fair. Walk me to homeroom?"
Troy grinned. "Don't I always?"
…
"Ugh, I can't believe that they're back together," Reyna huffed. Hunter sighed and leaned against his locker. "Can we just give up, Reyna?"
"Can I just tell my dad to give up paying for your life?" Reyna spat back bitterly.
"I'm really sick and tired of you thinking just because your dad is giving us a home that you can push me around."
"How about saying that to my dad?" Reyna smirked and placed her hand son her hips. Hunter shook his head and sighed. "Fine, what's your plan?"
"There's a new girl coming today. I want you to get her on our side. And make sure she doesn't talk to Gabriella, her loser sisters and their loser friends. Okay? And don't mess this up."
"Okay," Hunter said. He pushed himself off the locker before walking off. Reyna smiled before following after Gabriella and Troy. She pushed up against Gabriella purposely. Gabriella turned to her. "Oops, sorry, Gabriella." Reyna grinned before trotting off.
"I swear to god, if she doesn't leave me alone, I'm going to stick her ego up her ass," Gabriella seethed, crossing her arms. Troy pulled her close and kissed the nap of her neck. "Don't worry, Brie. I have you protected."
"Protected? You act like she'll bring out a sword and kill me."
"You don't know what Reyna can do, Brie," Troy said. "When she's determined to get something, she goes to extreme levels to get what she wants."
"How so?"
"She once set a car on fire."
"My god, she's crazy." Gabriella shook her head and they entered homeroom .Her eyes stayed on Reyna the whole time. She didn't want to fight back, but if it's a fight she wants, it's a fight she'll get.
Leilani entered the room. She quickly ran over to Gabriella. "Tell me you're auditioning for the dance team."
Gabriella smiled. "Okay. I'm auditioning for the dance team."
Leilani slipped into her seat and hit Gabriella. "You are? How come you didn't tell me?"
Gabriella shook her head. "I'm not really auditioning for it. I just said I was because you told me to tell you I was."
Leilani grinned. "Well, you have to sign up. Especially since you already know how to dance."
"I don't know…"
"Please? Maxine and I can't be on it alone. I asked Rev and Sel, too and they said yes."
Gabriella sighed. "Okay, fine. I'll join. What time are try-outs?"
"Free period. That okay?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, everyone settle down," Ms. Darbus ordered as she stood from her thrown. "I have announcements. I'm sure you are all aware of prom that is coming up. And I believe that our student body president and co-editor of the yearbook Miss McKessie has an announcement to make. Miss McKessie." Taylor stood up and smiled.
"Prom committee— which is headed by Martha so you can pick up your tickets from her—meets tomorrow. This year's theme will be titled the Last Waltz." Taylor eyed Chad. He was starring off into space. She hit his desk and he looked up at her, alarmed. "But don't be the last to pick up your tickets. Graduation committee meets Monday, picture deadline is Thursday, and finals study groups alternate with all of the above. Oh, and the dance try-outs are due free period today." Taylor smiled and placed a hand on her hip. "Any questions?"
"Yeah," Chad said. "Name the things that Neptune is made up of." Some laughs escaped his fellow classmates and Chad smiled. Taylor smirked. "Neptune is made up of helium, methane and hydrogen." Chad frowned and shook his head as the class laughed at his failed attempt to make a joke.
"Alright, settle down," Miss Darbus ordered and Taylor went to sit down again. Gabriella sighed and rested her head on her hand. She wondered when or if Troy was going to ask her to the Junior Prom. Prom was in a week and she really wanted to go to her first ever one.
She glanced back at Troy and smiled when he was looking at her too. Troy smiled back and then the bell rung.
"Who are you going to the prom with?" Gabriella asked Leilani once she caught up with her. Leilani shrugged and smiled. "Well, if no one asks me before the prom, I'll ask Sketcher to come with me."
Gabriella smiled. "That's nice to do. But—"
"Gabriella." Gabriella stopped and turned around. Hunter stood there, smiling brightly. "Uh, hi," Gabriella said. She was never the one to hold a grudge, but she felt as if she couldn't trust him or be his friend anymore after what he pulled. "What do you want?" Leilani snapped, throwing her icy blue eyes on him. Hunter sighed and scratched the back of his neck. "I was wondering, Gabriella, if you'd like to go to Junior Prom with me."
Gabriella stared at him in disbelief. "Seriously, Hunter? You plot to break my boyfriend and me up and you want to go to prom? I'm sorry, but I would never, not if my life depended on it, go anywhere with you. Much less the prom. But maybe you could go with Reyna. Come on, Leilani." Gabriella shook her head and the two walked off.
Hunter sighed and Reyna pushed herself off of a locker, clapping loudly. "Well done, Hunter. But not good enough. If she won't go with you, dance with her at prom. And don't take no for an answer."
"Give it up, Reyna," Hunter pleaded. "Troy will never love you."
Reyna's face flashed red, but she kept her cool. "Just do what I said." Then she marched off. Hunter sighed and turned. He was startled when he bumped into someone. "Sorry," she said quickly. Hunter knew she was the new girl instantly. He had never seen her before. Her skin was smooth and tanned and she had soft, bouncy mocha hair and milky brown eyes. "It's okay, Hunter said, rubbing his elbow. "Hey, you're new, right?"
She smiled brightly and nodded. "Yes. I'm Evelynn Katorrio." She extended a hand for Hunter to shake. Hunter did and smiled charmingly down at her and shook Evelynn's hand. "And I'm Hunter Prince. Nice to meet you."
"Same here." Evelynn smiled, showing her straight, white teeth. Her cheeks indented with cute dimples that made her look even more stunning. "Hey, do you know where first period with Mr. Kink is? I've been wandering around the halls for a minute wondering where his room is."
Hunter grinned. "Yeah. I'm actually going that way. Did you know that Gabriella Montez is in that class?"
Evelynn smiled. "I love The Montez Trio. When my mom told me we were moving here three weeks ago, I was bummed because I thought that I had missed their stay, but I guess I was wrong." Evelynn grinned and shrugged. "And I'm glad too. My sister and I just love them."
"Your sister?"
"Well, yeah. I have a sister. Her names Madelynn and she's a senior. But she goes to West High, our rival school."
"Why don't you guys go to the same school?"
Evelynn shrugged. "Don't know. Our mom says it's better that way, but I have no idea why."
Hunter nodded. "Well, here we are." They stopped in front of Mr. Kink's biology class. "See you later?"
"Yeah. And thanks for walking me here. See ya." Evelynn slipped into the room just as the bell rang. She sat down next to a plump boy with weary eyes. Evelynn smiled at him. "Hey, I'm Evelynn." The boy looked up at her. His tired eyes jumped a bit. "Hi. I'm Regan." He had a nice, thick British accent and Evelynn smiled. She loved British accents. "I love your accent."
Regan smiled. "Most do. Do you want some notes to catch up with the class?"
"That would be awesome. Thanks." Regan handed her his notebook and Evelynn began writing down some important facts. When her eyes crossed something on a page, she frowned. It was of a small picture of a kid burning in flames. Evelynn turned the page and her faced creased when she saw the next page a full picture. It was of someone being hung. The next page was a real photo of Regan and he was shooting a kid. The gun and the other kid was a drawing instead of a photo. Evelynn quickly snapped the book shut and looked up at Regan, alarmed. What the heck was swarming around in his head?
"Are you okay?" Regan ask when he caught her staring at him. Evelynn nodded and handed him back his notes. "I think that's everything. Thanks." All of a sudden, Evelynn didn't feel safe sitting next to Regan.
"Your welcome." He turned and so did Evelynn just as Mr. Kink began teaching. Gabriella slipped into the room a second after that, out of breath as if she had been running. Mr. Kink looked to the door. "Oh, hello, Gabriella." Mr. Kink was very strict and he would only call students by their last names. But he never did that to the trio. Just as long as they rewarded him with an autograph or promise of concert tickets.
"Hi, Mr. Kink. Sorry I'm late."
"That's alright. Everyone is late once in a while. Sit, if you want."
Gabriella flashed him a grateful smile before slipping into her seat. Evidently, it was right next to Evelynn. Gabriella turned to Evelynn and smiled at her. "Hi," she whispered. Evelynn's heart rate quickened. Did Gabriella Montez actually say hi to her? "H-hello."
"Welcome to East High. Not that I've been here long. But anyway, I'm Gabriella Montez."
"I know. I'm Evelynn Katorrio."
"Evelynn? I love that name. It's gorgeous."
"Thanks." Evelynn grinned. Mr. Kink shushed them and the two quickly snapped their attention back to the front. Even though Gabriella was a celebrity, he still wanted silence.
"Okay, so, who can tell me Newton's Three Laws of Motion," Mr. Kink said. He laid the chalk on the board, ready to write. "Let's have…ah, Evelynn."
"Well, the primary law of Newton's Three Laws of Motion is any object that is in a state of motion will remain in that state of motion unless a peripheral force is applied to it. The second law is that the direction of the force vector is the same as the direction of the acceleration or (a) vector. And the very last of Newton's Three Laws of Motion are for every action there is a contradictory and equivalent reaction." Evelynn smiled, proud to be a smart one. Mr. Kink grinned and nodded. "Correct. And I love your robust and exquisite vocabulary."
"Thanks."
"Okay, we will be starting a new experiment this semester…" Mr. Kink's voice eased to the back of Gabriella's head as she was silently bent over her desk, her phone under it and she was texting. She knew she should be paying attention, but she couldn't let herself not answer Troy. She giggled mutely at a text he sent and sent one back.
Well yes I do think ur cock is kind of gr8. Y? Do u want me 2 have some 2night?
Nah. Mayb some other time when we don't have a date.
Gabriella giggled.
Well how about during free period after dance tryout?
SERIOUSLY? U'll do it in skool? Where has my innocent Brie gone? Although this Brie is hot ;)
Well then i guess i shuld use that Brie mre in bed
I'd lik that…oh no. Mr. Oolie sees my phone. Tlk 2 u 3rd period?
Duh. Ily
Lyt
Gabriella closed her phone and slipped it back on her pocket.
"Were you listening, Miss Montez?" Mr. Kink asked. Gabriella sat up and gulped. "Could you say it again?"
"See, the funny thing is I haven't even said anything."
Gabriella sunk in her seat as people started laughing. She smiled. "Sorry."
"I'll let it slide. Anyway, for this project, you will be partnered with the person next to you. There is an even amount of people in each row so you shouldn't need to ask questions."
Evelynn smiled. Gabriella was her partner. If she could she would jump and dance with glee.
"The subject of this assignment is to design experiments to determine how substrate and environmental conditions influence growth in common molds. You have two weeks to write a reflection and design your experiment. Make sure you're ready."
After class was over, everyone fled out the room, catching up to their partner and making plans already. Gabriella did the same. She made her way over to Evelynn who was trying to pack up all her notes. "Hi, Evelynn." Evelynn looked up and grinned. She zipped her book bag closed and stood up. "Hi, Gabriella."
"So, should we meet up at your place or mine? Because my place is really hectic. Especially when everyone's awake."
Evelynn smiled. "Well, I wouldn't know how that feels. How about we take turns?"
"Great idea." The two exchanged addresses. "Oh, shit," Gabriella cursed. "I have a date tonight. Mind our first night being tomorrow?"
"Of course. Anytime you'd like to start. So, I'll see you around?"
Gabriella. "Yeah. Bye." Gabriella turned and spotted Troy. He was leaning against his locker, a basketball tucked underneath his arm. Gabriella smiled and her hands traveled up his biceps. She rested them on his broad shoulders. Troy turned around to her and smiled. "Hey. Any news?"
"Lame ass project," Gabriella sighed. "It was better having homeschooling. But at least I got to meet everyone."
Troy grinned and kissed her cheek. He pulled out a rose. "I'll give you a rose for every hour of the day until our date. This is the first rose. See your third period. Love you." Troy bent and gave her soft kiss before walking off. Gabriella turned around and made her way to second period.
...
Free period finally came. After Gabriella changed into her gym clothes she walked silently to the gym, nodding and waving at people who said hello to her in the hall. She opened the big red doors to the gym with a Wildcat printed on them. Reva, Selena, Maxine, Leilani, the twins and Taylor were already there. Miss Catrina, the coach for soccer, was standing by the bleachers, looking over the new girls.
Gabriella walked further into the gym and to Miss Catrina. She smiled at her. "Ah, Gabriella. Nice of you to join us. Find a place of the mats and start stretching for warm-up and then we'll start dancing."
Gabriella nodded and walked over to the girls. She sat down, legs stretched forward and reached for her feet. "So uncomfortable," she groaned. Leilani laughed and laid on her back. She brought her leg up to her face. "No...this is uncomfortable."
"Looks like you're trying to kiss it," Charlene said. Acelyn nodded and then looked at Gabriella. "Welcome to the club, Gabs. Well, team."
"I haven't been accepted yet," Gabriella reminded them. Everyone looked to the door as they opened. The basketball team fled in, laughing and sweaty from practice. Gabriella smiled when she saw Troy. "See, they always come when girls tryout," Taylor said. "Or when we're just practicing." Taylor let out a breath of air and fell into a split. She reached for each of her legs and Gabriella winced. That looked like a muscle nutcracker position.
"Five more minutes, ladies!" Miss Catrina announced. "If you can't even stay awake for warm-up, I highly doubt that you'll be able to stay up when you're doing flips across the mats." Miss Catrina blew her whistle. "Jacquelyn, get up! This is not nap time."
Gabriella stood and brought her leg up behind her. Leilani laughed and stretched her arms above her head. "Miss C is harsh on us, but we love her."
After five minutes were over, the girls all lined up on the mats sat Indian style. Miss C turned on the sweet tune of Owl City's Fireflies. "The first and only rule of dancing," she said. "Let your body go and flow with the music. There is no right or wrong move. Now get up. If you can't keep up, flow with the music and do your own thing. If you tire out, step off the mat." Miss C let herself go into the flow of the music, the girls following after her. "One, two, three turn. One, two, three drop. Selena, don't stop of you get lost, honey. Just keep going."
Selena sighed and started twisting and turning with the music. She was used to dance moves being instructed to her at a slow rate, not the rate with the tempo of the song. "Five, six, lean and twist," Miss C called out. "Five, six, lean and twist."
Troy crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes scanning over the dancers. Ian, one of the guys on the team, walked over to him. "How awesome is it to see girls bend and flex?"
"Awesome, but I'm only looking at one," Troy reminded him. His eyes found Gabriella and he smiled. She was a natural.
"Alright girls, that was really good," Miss C said as the music died down. "And you all did wonderful. But I can only pick twenty girls for the team. Line up again." The girls did as they were told and Miss C picked up her clipboard. "I will put you all in four groups of five. The group is usually consisting of girls who are at the same level of dance." Miss C smiled. "Okay. For group one I'll have Tiffany, Sabrina, Angelina, Reva and Ginny." Reva waved goodbye to her sisters and friends and walked forwards with her group. "Second group is Leilani, Brittany D, Jenn, Taylor, and Renai." Those girls walked up and Leilani and Taylor hugged each other. They were always in the same group. "Third group is Regina, Hannah, Kellie, Emilee, and Johanna. Forth group is Acelyn, Charlene, Diem, Lena, and Donna. And finally, our fifth group is Savannah, Gabriella, Maxine, Adrian, and Selena." Miss C sighed and put down her clipboard and looked at the sixteen girls that didn't make it. "I'm sorry, girls. I just couldn't find the melody hidden in your bodies. Maybe next year?"
The group of girls, feeling dejected, walked out of the gym. Miss C turned to the teams and smiled. "Next week we start practice for the competition at West High in March. That gives us, plenty of time to practice our moves. but for now, it's free dance time." Miss C turned on the radio to Just Dance by Lady Gaga. The girls broke out dancing their own way.
"I made the team," Selena squealed.
"Me, too!" Gabriella squealed with her. Reva joined. Maxine smiled and shook her head. "You guys wanna learn some dance moves?" When they nodded, they grabbed a couple of other girls and started following Maxine's dance moves.
...
After school, Gabriella had a total of eight roses. She walked out of school and towards Troy's truck. He leaned against it, talking to some boys from the basketball team. Gabriella's walk to his car was cut short when someone knocked the flowers from her hands. She looked up, shocked. Reyna stood there, smiling. "Hey, Gabriella," she said. Gabriella rolled her eyes. She bent to pick the flowers up, frowning at the damage done to them. "What do you want, Reyna?" Gabriella finally said when she got all her flowers up.
Reyna ignored her. "Where'd you get the flowers from?"
Gabriella ignored her as well. "What do you want, Reyna?' she questioned again, lowering her dark eyes on her. Reyna rolled her eyes. "Oh, you know. I just want to ask the most popular girls in school if they'd like to go to my party tomorrow night."
Gabriella rolled her eyes, obviously seeing that this was a set up. And she was sick and tired of falling for Reva's dumb tricks. "Listen, I'm not stupid, okay? And the little game you're playing is dumb and childish. You had a chance with him and you blew it," Gabriella said. "You broke his heart. He's not taking you back, Reva. So just forget it."
"I'm not saying he will," Reva said, her voice a bit saddened and dejected. Gabriella placed her hands on her hips. "But if he's not with you or anyone for that matter, I'll be fine."
"Why do you want that so much, Reyna?" Gabriella asked. "I'm not trying to sound conceited at all, but our relationship is in a good place right now and we're really, really good together. I know you're heartbroken about it, but that's your own fault."
"What if I said I were doing it for you?" Reyna said. Gabriella scoffed. "If someone were holding a knife to my neck and the only way to save me is if you say something nice about me I bet you wouldn't even do that. So enlighten me, Reyna. How are you doing this for me?"
"You're leaving soon, Gabriella," Reyna said and Gabriella's arms dropped to her side. "You're not staying here forever and it's better to just give up on him. And I know it."
Gabriella shook her head. "You don't know anything, Reyna."
Reyna smiled. "I know that your heart is breaking because you know I'm right." She shrugged. "But fine, if you don't believe me, then I'll just keep trying. See you later, Gabriella...if you're not back in LA." Reyna flashed one of her smug smiles before trotting off, joining her posse. They had made up at some point.
Gabriella stood there, looking down at the ground, finding it interesting suddenly. "Gabriella." Gabriella turned and smiled as Troy stood there. She walked closer to him and wrapped her arms around his torso. "What did Reyna say to you?"
"Oh, you know, same old-same old bullshit type of stuff. Nothing really worth listening to." Troy led them to his truck and they climbed in.
"Let's listen to some Owl City; your favorite," Troy said when they pulled off. He put in Owl City's Ocean Eyes and to Track 03. Fireflies started to swim around the truck and Gabriella grinned. she leaned her head against the leather seats and started singing along. "You would not believe your eyes if ten million fireflies lit up the world as I fell asleep. 'Cause they fill the open air and leave teardrops everywhere, you'd think me rude but I would just stand there and stare..." Gabriella sighed softly and smiled. "Best song in the world."
"You can dance to it," Troy quipped, going back to dance tryouts. Gabriella smiled at him. "How'd I look?"
Troy smirked. "When you flex and bend like that..."
"So I looked hot?"
"Beyond that."
They pulled up at the house ten minutes later. Surprisingly everyone was home. They usually got home first. "Short cut," Selena explained when Troy and Gabriella reached them.
"Gabriella, Troy, I'd like you to meet Cassandra," Sammy said. He came up to them, hand-in-hand with a little girl. She had soft blond hair and round green eyes. She looked up at Gabriella, her smile eager and friendly. "I'm your biggest fan," she gushed. "I mean, I'm Sammy's biggest fan, too."
Gabriella smiled. "Well it's nice to meet you. Sammy can't stop talking about you."
Cassandra turned to Sammy, her eyes huge. "Really? I never stop talking about me, too!"
Sammy smiled and looked at Gabriella and Troy. "She's bound to grow up and be like Sharpay. Anyway, me and my lady are going to watch Ben 10 while I feed her strawberries." They turned and walked off. Gabriella smiled at Troy. "That was cute."
Troy shook his head. "Yup...I could totally see a Sharpay in Cassandra's future."
...
Gabriella groaned and sunk to her knees in her closet. She had nothing to wear. Well, I mean, she had tons of stuff to wear, but she didn't know what to choose. "Chica," Selena said, pulling her up. "You have the most expensive dresses I've ever seen and you're moaning and groaning about not having anything to wear? I should slap you right now."
"It has to be perfect," Gabriella insisted. She peered at her closet again and sighed. "I don't know what to wear."
Maxine stepped up. "You have to wear something sexy, but not slutty and a dress that yells, 'Hey, I can't wait for Troy Bolton to ravish me!'. And it has to have its own flavor and edge." Maxine tapped her chin, her eyes searching the closet. She smiled when she saw something. "Perfect." She pulled out a black off-the-shoulder dress that stopped short. It looked like it would hardly get past Gabriella's thighs.
Gabriella smiled and shrugged. "Well, yeah. That ones good. I'll wear it. Thanks, Max." Maxine smiled and Gabriella took the dress. Thirty minutes later, she was stood in front of her mirror. Her hair was shiny and flowing softly down her back in black, glossy waves. Smokey eye shadow circled her eyes and soft peach lip gloss was smeared across her lips.
The dress was sleek and hugged her body perfectly, not leaving any curve out. She smiled, satisfied, and then slipped on her favorite pair of shoes. Her black Jimmy Choo elskin platform pumps.
Leilani clapped behind her. "You look fab, Gab."
Gabriella smiled. "Thanks." There was a knock at her bedroom door and Gabriella grinned. Since they lived in the same house now, Troy would now pick her up at her bedroom door. Gabriella opened the door and Troy stood there in a neat button down and dress pants and shoes. He hardly ever dressed up and she smiled at him. "You get yourself cleaned up fast," she told him.
"I should say the same," Troy said. He gave her a slow, passionate kiss on the lips before linking their arms together. "Ready to go?"
"Yeah."
Thirty minutes later they were parked in front of Antiquity Restaurant. Troy quickly got of the car and walked to Gabriella's side. He yanked open her door and offered his hand out for her. "M'lady?" Gabriella giggled and took his hand. She stepped out of his old truck as if it were a limo and Troy guided them into the restaurant.
Gabriella looked around, impressed by it's romantic and fancy look. The lights were dim and the walls were dark and red. Flowers danced across the walls along with old-fashioned wallpaper and old-fashioned lamps. Gabriella smiled at Troy. This had to cost him a lot of money. Would he pay a bunch for her?
"Reservation for Bolton," Troy said. The hostess smiled at the two before checking her list. "Ah, Bolton. Got it. This way." The hostess lead them to a table for two. A candle was sat in the middle of it on top of an exquisite table cloth. They both smiled and thanked the hostess before sitting down. "I believe your waitress will be with you in a few moments," he said and then left.
Troy turned to Gabriella and grinned. "Fancy, eh?"
"Totally. It's beautiful."
"It's Albuquerque's most romantic restaurant. It's been here for over five decades. This is where my dad proposed to my mom."'
Gabriella smiled. "That's so romantic. Has the perfect setting."
Troy nodded his agreement. They both looked up as a waitress made her way over to them. She smiled. "Hello, my name is Johanna and I'll be your waitress tonight. Would your guys like any appetizers or drinks?"
"Um, could we have the crab cakes?" Troy said, looking at Gabriella for her opinion. She nodded. Johanna nodded and scribbled down the order. "Anything to drink? Wine is for twenty-one years and older." She looked at them as if saying she knew how old they were. "We have a variety of soft drinks, too."
Troy nodded. "I'll have lemonade."
"Me, too," Gabriella said, sighing. Johanna nodded. "Okay. I'll be right back with your orders." Gabriella looked at Troy when she left. "I wanted some wine. They have like two hundred kinds."
"We'll go to the club after this," Troy promised her and Gabriella smiled. For some odd reason she wanted to get drunk as hell.
...
"I never thought mushrooms would be good," Gabriella said after the date. There was a club right across the street from the restaurant and so they decided to go there. Troy smiled and looked down at her. "They're famous for their mushrooms." Gabriella nodded and they walked across the parking lot and to the club.
Yellow, blue, pink and green lights flashed around, making everyone look colorful. Gabriella looked up at Troy and grinned. "Let's go get some drinks," She said. Troy nodded and they maneuvered their way around the dancing couples and to the bar. Gabriella reached into her purse and pulled out a blond wig. She placed it on her head and laughed. Troy looked down at her in question. "Don't want people to recognize me," she explained and Troy nodded.
"Two Piña Colada' s," Troy said. The bartender looked them over, smiled and then nodded. She walked to the back and came back with two glasses. "There you go. And make sure you get a look at our beer pong contest," she said. "The winner gets two bottles of wine, red and white and free drinks through the night."
Troy nodded. "Sounds promising. We'll look into it."
Gabriella smiled and took a sip of her drink. Troy looped an arm around her and pulled her close, drinking his own drink. He knew he couldn't drink tonight because they needed to get home safely.
"Guess what," Gabriella said, swishing her drink around her. Troy looked down at her. "What?"
"I wanna play that beer pong thing." When she saw the doubtful look on Troy's face she groaned. "Oh, come on, Troy. Please? It's time to have fun, let loose! Carpe Diem." She smiled. "Seize the day and let it live your way."
Troy chuckled. "You sound like you're in a sappy love movie."
Gabriella grinned and grabbed Troy's hand. She dragged him around the club until she stopped at the beer pong table. People were surrounding the table, getting ready for the match. "Who wants to play?" a guy asked. He was tipsy, almost falling over.
"We'll play!" Gabriella said. "Two on two."
"Gabriella," Troy hissed, bringing her to the side. "I have to get us home. I can't if I'm drunk."
"Fine, I'll play by myself," Gabriella decided. She stepped up and looekd at the guy. "One-on-one."
He smiled and shook his head. "Alright, fine. One-on-one. But first I need to find someone worth playing..."
"Hey," Gabriella snapped. "Don't talk unless you've played."
He smirked. "Alright. I'm Jacob."
"Gabriella." She smiled. "What are we playing?"
Jacob's drunk face creased with confusion. "What do you mean?"
Gabriella sighed. "How many cups? Are we playing with six, ten, fifteen?"
Jacob's eyebrows raised. "Oh, uh..."
"Dude, I think she wants a serious game," a guy from the side said. "Seems badass...you played fifteen before?"
Gabriella smiled. "No. But I bet I can beat him." A bunch of 'Oohs' sounded and Gabriella smirked. Jacob shook his head, not fazed. He walked over to the white board and wrote down Badass Gabs in one bracket and then in the other one he wrote, BP King. He turned around to face her and then added nine more cups to the table. He filled each evenly and then tossed the empty beer cans on the ground. "Let's flip a coin," he said. Gabriella nodded. "Heads."
Jacob flipped the coin and it landed on heads. He looked up at her. "Okay, you first . Oh, and don't be mad if you lose. I am the—" Jacob gasped as Gabriella smiled and tossed the ball. It landed perfectly into the red plastic cup and the crowd roared into applause and cheers. "I believe your drink is awaiting," Gabriella teased, nodding to the cup.
"Beginners luck," Jacob said, gulping down the cup. Gabriella rolled her eyes and Troy smirked. As the game advanced, Gabriella had only drunk nine out of her fifteen cups. Jacob had finished all his off and was falling over, barely being able to stand.
The crowd cheered and applauded as Gabriella was handed her gift for winning. "Thanks for the game!" she said to Jacob and then her and Troy walked away. "That was fun!" Gabriella squealed, putting her stuff down. "Seriously, I've never done anything like that before."
Troy chuckled. Gabriella popped open the wine bottle and started drinking it from the bottle. Troy raised his eyebrows. "Easy...don't want to pass out."
Gabriella shook her head and stood. "Wanna dance?" Troy nodded and they walked out to the dance floor as Katy Perry's Last Friday Night blasted through the walls. Troy grabbed her hips as she moved with the beat, her arms raised above her head and her lips movie with the lyrics. "Last Friday night! Yeah, we danced on table tops and we took too many shots! Think we kissed , but I forgot! Last Friday night!" she loudly sung. "Oh, my God!" she giggled and stopped dancing. Troy looked down at her confused. "What's wrong?"
"A shot contest." When she saw the look on his face she smiled. "Come on! What i say about carper diem?" She dragged him to a table and they sta down. A girl looked up, smiling. "Hey, what's up?"
"Got any shots?"
"You look young..."
"Oh, come on. Don't pretend you didn't let loose and go wild when you were a teen. Now come on, I want some."
The girl shrugged and smiled. "Okay. My names Marissa Shot. To beat my record you have to take more than ten shots in a minute. Got it?" Gabriella nodded and Marissa poured some Tequila in twenty shot glasses. "Drink as many as you can. And the timer starts...now." Marissa smirked and Gabriella hastily grabbed a shot glass and downed it. Se grabbed another and then another and then another. Already she felt sick to her stomach, but she kept going.
Marissa watched with interest, her eyebrows raising. It was only fifty seconds and Gabriella was on her sixteenth shot. Gabriella wavered a bit, closed her eyes and then downed another. Her hand shook as she drunk one more before collapsing on her arm. The timer ticked off and Marissa cheered along with the gathering crowd around them. "Damn, girl. How old are you?"
"She's seventeen," Troy said when Gabriella only laughed. Marissa grinned. "Well, she has some tight balls. You have a crazy ass chick there. You should keep her." Troy nodded and lead Gabriella away from the table. She could hardly stand. "You know I love you, right?" Gabriella said, looking up at Troy, Troy nodded and smiled down at her. "Yup. I love you, too."
"Aw, you're adorable!" Gabriell hugged him tightly. "Let's dance again. Please?"
Troy took them onto the dance floor and Avril Lavigne's The Best Damn Thing blasted throughout the club. Gabriella laughed as she danced against him, her arms pumping and her head bobbing with the music while her hair flew about. Troy couldn't help but laugh. "Where are the hopes? Where are the dreams? My Cinderella story scene! When do you think they'll finally see!" Gabriella loudly sung.
"Aw," Gabriella whined when the song was over and Lady Gaga's Just Dance came on. She slouched against troy and yawned. "Look, I have sixteen fingers," Gabriella giggled, looking down at her hands. Troy picked her up and started leaving the club. Gabriella started whining. "Wait! I can't leve Troy. He's my boyfriend and he'll be mad if I leave with a stranger."
Troy chuckled and shook his head. "I am Troy, Brie."
"Oh yeah?" Troy nodded. "Prove it."
"How?"
"What's the color of his eyes?"
"Blue."
"No. They're blue. See, you aren't Troy."
Troy rolled his eyes. "I just said blue, Brie."
Gabriella giggled and Troy gently placed her in his truck. Before he could close the door, Gabriella held it open and puked her guts out on the gravel beneath the truck. Troy sighed and rubbed her back and held her hair back. Gabriella coughed and wheezed in her hand and Troy patted her back. "You okay?"
"Mhmm," she groaned. "Is it time for my date yet?"
Troy chuckled and reached for a napkin in the glove department. He wiped at the throw up on her mouth and chin and nodded. "We already had out date, Brie." Gabriella giggled and rested her head against the seat. Troy closed the door before finally getting in himself and driving off. "Here," Troy said, handing Gabriella a piece of gum. Gabriella unwrapped it and popped it into her mouth. "Mmm, it taste like your lips," she moaned and grinned at him. Troy shook his head and laughed. Remind him never to let Gabriella get drunk again.
...
"Let's play a game first," Gabriella insisted as Troy walked into the house carrying her. She tightened her arms around him when he tried to let her go. Gabriella smirked at him. "Oh, come on, boyfriend," she urged, nudging her nose against his.
Troy smiled. "Alright. Fine. What game do you have in mind?"
"Truth or Dare," she whispered. She lowered her head and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. Troy grinned. "Shouldn't we have more players?"
Gabriella shook her head. "No. This game is between me." She pointed to herself and then she flicked his nose with her index finger and giggled. "and you."
"I knew I shouldn't have given you those drinks," he said, letting her down. She wavered a bit before catching her feet and dragging him out to the back. She turned to him. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Troy said, not wanting to do anything bizarre at one a.m. Gabriella pouted. "Oh, you're no fun at all. Okay…" She tapped her chin, a thoughtful look crossing her face A minute later she smiled at him. "This one is easy. Ever started a relationship just for sex?"
Troy was about to answer when he felt something wet hit him. He looked up and frowned. Rain started to bleed from the sky. It didn't take long for it to start drumming against the ground and them. Troy pulled them closer to the house and shook his head. "No."
Gabriella smiled. "Neither have I."
"My turn?" Gabriella nodded. "Truth or dare?"
"Dare." She looked up at him, a mischievous glint crossing over her eyes. Troy smiled. "I dare you to jump into the pool with no clothes on. You have to swim around it three times."
"No way," Gabriella declined, shaking her head full of wet curls. "It's freezing out."
"Oh, come on, girlfriend," he urged like she had done earlier. Gabriella smirked. "Alright, fine. I'll do it. But just three times and you have to have a towel ready for me to jump into." Troy nodded his reassurance and Gabriella shimmied out of her dress and kicked off her shoes.. She casted a look around her before diving into the cool water.
Its cold depths hit her painfully and Gabriella resurfaced, feeling chills raking her body to the point where she couldn't feel anymore. "God, it's fucking cold in here," Gabriella whined.
"Three laps," Troy reminded her. Gabriella stuck her tongue out at him before taking off into a sprint around the pool. Troy watched her, smirking as she went over three laps. She even did a hand stand and spread her legs apart, showing him her glorious self.
Gabriella flipped right side up and smirked at Troy, knowing what he was looking at when she had flipped. She ran her fingers through her wet hair and then dived forward into the water again.
After four more laps, she swam up to him. She rested her arms on the edge of the pool and looked up at him. "How many laps was that?"
"Seven," Troy said.
Gabriella smiled. "Join me?"
"Are you serious? It's like below twenty degrees in that pool," Troy said. But he smiled and threw off his clothes anyway. "Watch out," he warned her before doing a cannon ball into the water. Gabriela squealed lightly as the still clod water splashed into her face. Troy resurfaced, shaking like a Chihuahua.
Gabriella swam over to him and grabbed his face. She kissed him hard on the lips before diving back into the water and swimming away. Troy followed after her, not being able to keep his eyes off of her butt.
Gabriella giggled as Troy grabbed her waist and pulled her against him. He turned her around in his arms and smiled down at her. "You're dick is stabbing me," she giggled, kicking her legs against the water. Troy felt his cheeks tint red. To cover his blush, he leaned down and kissed her. His hands moved down under her thighs and pulled on them. Gabriella wrapped her legs around his waist and Troy moved them over to the edge of the pool.
He sucked and nipped at her bottom lip, enjoying the soft moans and mewls that vibrated from the back of her throat. She gripped at his hair as he moved down, suckling harshly on her collarbone. "Oh, god," she breathed. Then she let out a loud, guttural moan. Troy detached his lips from her and looked at her in warning. "Shh," he warned. "There are neighbors and everyone in the house is sleeping."
Gabriella nodded and Troy went back to his ministrations. Gabriella bit back the moan that wanted to overtake her voice as he started his assault on her breast. "Troy," she gasped. His cock was pushed against her and she wanted nothing more than him to take her right here and now.
Troy pulled away from his assault and smirked at her. "Ready?" he whispered. Gabriella nodded and closed her eyes, letting him take her in the most beautiful ways.
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The next morning, the sun was screaming at the two teenagers lying practically dead in Gabriella's bed. The covers were a mess, hardly covering their nude selves.
After going for it three times in the pool they had moved to Gabriella's room and did foreplay. Then they had started another go with the sex and then two more times. After that it was nearly three a.m. so the two teens passed out.
Troy groaned lightly and stretched his muscles. He cringed at the crack of his bones and then opened his eyes. Fucking hell, it was bright. Troy rubbed his eyes and sat up. He took notice in the beauty next to him, her naked chest rising and falling with every even, calm breath she took.
His eyes moved to the alarm clock next and he gasped. It was one fifty-two pm. Had they really slept through school? But why didn't someone come and wake them up Troy thought for a moment before realization dawned on him. Shit.
"Gabriella," he said lightly, shaking her body. When she didn't move he shook her harder. Gabriella groaned and slapped his hand away. "Go…away," she breathed. "Troy time…" Troy smirked. He was totally going to ask her about Troy time.
Troy leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. It didn't take long for Gabriella to respond. When Troy pulled away she was looking up at him, her eyes still glossy from sleep. "Morning," she whispered.
Troy chuckled. "Incorrect. It's almost two pm," he told her. Gabriella's mouth went ajar and she turned quickly to the alarm clock, only regretting it seconds later. The pounding in her ears and head was painful. She groaned and plopped backwards on the bed. "I…fricken' hate alcohol."
"That's funny," Troy said, his tone teasing. "You had told me yesterday when we were in the car driving home that you loved alcohol and absolutely wanted to marry it."
"Mm," Gabriella groaned. She sat up again and stretched. "I was intoxicated. I probably would've jumped off a building if Elmo told me to."
"Or strip naked and swim in the pool out back. And then have sex with me. I think we did it…six times last night? God and you had probably a total of ten, twelve orgasms." Troy smirked when Gabriella glared up at him. Gabriella smacked him. "Shut up and stop yelling."
Troy chuckled. "Not yelling, Brie."
She groaned again. "I remember the swimming and the sex. Intoxicated, remember? Plus, you weren't drunk and you joined me."
Troy smiled and got off of the bed. "I'll go get you some Aspirin, okay?" Gabriella nodded mutely and Troy pulled on his clothes. He walked down the steps and towards the kitchen. He was surprised to see Rosie sat at the kitchen table, scrolling down on her laptop.
"Uh…"
Rosie looked up at him and smiled. "Well, well, well. If you look who it is. Had fun last night, Troy?"
"Um…"
Rosie sighed. "These walls aren't sound proof. And I expect my pool to be cleaned out by you two."
"Uh..." Troy was speechless. What was he supposed to say? Oh, I'm sorry for having sex numerous times with your student? "You guys aren't in trouble, Troy," Rosie assured him. She got up and brought out a bottle of Aspirin and then filled a cup with water. She passed them over to Troy. "But I want to know…are you guys being careful?"
"Of course we are," Troy said. "And, you know, I'm sorry—"
Rosie put up a hand to stop him. "Sorry for what? Being two hormonal teenagers? Every person goes through it, Troy. Not just you two."
Troy smiled. "Yeah, but we woke you did we?"
"Yup. And I don't want you to do it again. Now go up stairs and give her the pills and water and then I want to talk to you guys together." Troy nodded. He turned and walked up the steps, taking his time purposely. He so didn't want to talk to Rosie about sex and stuff. It's like having the talk all over again and he'd die before reliving that.
Gabriella was on her stomach, staring at her blank TV screen. Troy chuckled. "Watcha' watching?"
"This is my favorite show," Gabriella informed him. Troy laughed and Gabriella sat up. He handed her over the pills and water. "Tell everybody that I'm on my way," she sung after she took the pills. "New friends and new places to see. With blue sky's ahead, yes I'm on my way and there's no where else that I'd rather be…wait, is that how you sing it? God, it's been years since I've watched that movie." Troy chuckled. He took the cup from her and placed it on her nightstand. "Rosie wants to talk to us."
"Oh come on," Gabriella groaned. "I've practically had the Talk two times already. I don't want to do it again."
They walked down the steps. Rosie was on the couch, a pharmacy bag by her. Gabriella groaned while Troy laughed. "It's your fault," Rosie reminded her. "You're the one having sex."
"And you're the one dealing with it," Gabriella murmured. "You're supposed to not want to talk about my sex life."
"You think I want to? I just don't want another Sammy or girl Sammy running around the house as well."
Gabriella and Troy sat down on the couch and Rosie held up a bag. "This bag is filled with condoms. I think there are about four packs and there are ten in pack. Now, I know you guys are teens and teens are hormonally charged. But sometimes you guys have to have limits. Condoms and birth control aren't one hundred percent affective. There's still a chance for you to get pregnant, Gabriella and so I want you guys to limit your sexually activity. Or let me put it this way. You can go to first, second and third base. Just not a lot of home-runs."
Troy laughed while Gabriella blushed madly. "Did you tell my mother about last night?" she squeaked. Rosie shook her head. "No. I don't find a reason to do so."
Gabriella's body let go of a lot of tension. "You know, some adults would think its horrible were having sex and would separate us," Gabriella said. Rosie shrugged. "I was just like you two when I was a teen. I knew my limits and knew I needed to be protective at all times. So I totally understand you guys."
"Why'd you let us skip school?" Gabriella asked.
"Because you guys looked horribly tired. I just called the school and told them one of you had a virus and passed it on to the other."
"What about—" There was a knock at the door. Rosie stood and walked over to it. She pulled it open and gasped. "Henry? My God, where have you been?"
Henry smiled and stepped into the house. "Living," he announced proudly. "I've never felt so young before in my life."
Rosie laughed. "Well, I'm glad. Are you staying? I still have your bed nice and warm for you."
Henry shook his head. "That wouldn't be necessary m'lady. I've found a place where I can stay." Henry smiled as he spotted Gabriella. "Miss Montez. It's so nice to see you again. He held out a hand. Gabriella rolled her eyes and stood. She pulled him into a hug. "Cut the politeness crap, Henry. We're friends."
Henry smiled. "I'm glad to hear that. Who's your friend?"
"Boyfriend," Gabriella corrected him and Henry smiled. Troy stood and shook hands with Henry. "Troy Bolton," Troy said. "Nice to meet you."
"Same here."
"The girls are at school. These two had to stay home and we had to chat," Rosie explained when Henry looked around in search for the girls. Henry nodded. "Well, I can't stay. Tell the girls that I came by and said hi. It was nice meeting you, Troy. Bye, girls." Henry smiled before walking out of the house.
"He was our chauffeur," Gabriella explained to Troy. He nodded and plopped back down on the couch. Gabriella and Rosie both went into the kitchen. Rosie grabbed a container out of the cabinet and popped open the lid. She pulled a packet out of it and poured it into a container. Gabriella watched her. "Kool-Aid?"
"No. Crystal Light. It's healthy for you and I need to lose some weight. I'm getting fat."
Gabriella's eyebrows raised. She walked over to Rosie and pulled on the tag in the back of her jeans. "Rosie, you wear a size four. That's one size away from me. So please don't tell me you're fat."
Rosie dismissed the conversation and poured herself a glass. "It's really good."
Gabriella rolled her eyes and walked up to the fridge. She pulled out a fruit roll-up and stuffed it into her mouth. "Yum," she moaned and Rosie laughed. Rosie rinsed out her cup. "So, how was your date last night? They actually let you guys drink?"
Gabriella shook her head. "Nope. We went to a bar afterward. You know, I've found a new talent. I'm really good at beer pong."
Rosie smiled. "Well, you aren't drinking for another while. Your mom would so kill me if she found out." Gabriella shrugged and walked out of the kitchen. She plopped down on Troy's lap and leaned back against him. "I'm confused," Troy said as he started playing with her hair. "I don't know when I became your personal chair."
Gabriella smiled. "Yeah, well, I don't know when you became my personal hair stylist. Get off of my hair."
"Why? I'm fixing it. You have bad bed hair." Gabriella turned around on his lap and settled her arms loosely around his shoulders. She leaned her forehead against his and smiled at him. "And who's fault is that?"
Troy squirmed around in his spot. "Yours?"
"I have a theory for you. I think you actually like when I sit yon your lap because it turns you on."
"You know, I can hear you guys!" Rosie called from the kitchen. Gabriella rolled her eyes. Troy chuckled and Gabriella rolled off of him. "You're right," Troy said. "I do like you sitting on me."
Gabriella smiled and kissed his cheek. She got up and turned on the TV. Much to her surprise, Brother bear came on. Gabriella gasped and squealed. "Okay, what is going on in—" Rosie stopped in mid-sentence and she squealed as well. "It's Brother Bear. Why didn't you guys tell me this was on?"
"Oh, I don't know," Troy replied sarcastically. "Maybe it crossed our minds."
Rosie plopped down in the chair next to them and Gabriella turned the volume up.
...
"You will tell us everything!" Reva demanded as everyone walked into the house. She walked over to Gabriella, pulled her up and then they marched up the steps, Gabriella getting dragged along like a dog. Troy looked after them. "I would go save her...but I really don't feel like it."
Gabriella sat down on her bed as the girls all came rushing into her room. She laid back on her bed and stared at her ceiling. "You guys make it sound like it;s our first time."
"Yes, but how many times did you go?" Maxine asked. "Sammy woke up at like two thinking that you were getting hurt because you were screaming so loudly."
Gabriella's eyes went wide and she buried her head in her hands. "My god, that's embarressing," she groaned. She rolled onto her stomach and shook her head. "Call me when it's time for the apocalypse."
"Don't be embarrassed," Selena said. "You should be proud. You're the only girl in this house—besides Rosie and Leilani—that's had sex." Selena paused and then looked over at Reva. "Wait, she is the only girl in this house besides Rosie and Leilani that had sex, isn't she?"
Reva nodded vigorously. "Duh! I'm only fourteen. I rather wait to have sex."
"Stop your girl talking," Emil demanded as he walked into the room. "By the law of Troy Bolton, you mustn't harass Gabriella or—"
"Get out," Leilani said, pushing Emil out the door. She closed and locked it. She rolled her eyes when she heard him say, "And to not hurt her! It's by the law of Troy—" Leilani hit the door and they all laughed when they heard Emil squeal in surprise. Gabriella giggled and sat up. "Oh, I just can't wait to be king!"
Maxine sat down on the bed next to her. "How many times did you guys, you know, do it?"
Gabriella raised her eyebrows. "Why should I tell you guys?"
"Because you love us," Selena said.
"Yeah, that's right. I do love you guys, don't I? But I don't like you." Gabriella smiled and laid back down on the bed. `Maxine shook her head. 'That doesn't even make any sense, Gabriella! How do you love us, but not like us?" Gabriellia shrugged and started humming the tune to the Lion King's I Just Can't Wait to be King.
"I'm just here for the laugh," Leilani announced. "I really don't want to know about my brother's sex life."
"Well, good," Gabriella huffed. "You guys should follow her lead."
"But that's no fun," Reva whined. "Because we all have non-existent sex lives so we want to know about your existent sex life."
"Well I don't want to tell," Gabriella said. She stood up and walked over to her door. As soon as she opened it, Sammy threw himself at her, hugging her tightly. "I thought you were dead!" he said. "I even punch Troy in his nuts because he tried to kill you!"
Gabriella laughed and bent to pick Sammy up. She smiled at him. "I'm fine, Sammy. We were just playing a game."
Sammy cocked his head to the side. "What kind of game? Can I play!"
"No!" Maxine said, coming out of the room. Gabriella laughed and shook her head. "It's an older kid game, Sammy. Wait until you're like Troy's age." Sammy nodded and Gabriella put him down.
"Gabriella," Rosie called from downstairs. Gabriella came running down the steps. "Huh?"
Rosie smiled and handed her a pool brush and skimmer net. "Get to cleaning. That pool will not clean itself." Gabriella groaned and blushed furiously as the girls and Emil all laughed. Troy smiled and took the pool vacuum as they walked outside to the pool.
Hi! Tell me what you thought of this chapter. Oh, and REVIEW! This is the second longest chapter I've made. Oh, and don't hate me if I got the beer pong thingy wrong. I've never played it, but I've head of it.
Oh, and one more thing. I didn't type this on Word this time so there are probably going to be some mistakes. Sorry for that. Anyway, thanks!
-Thanks!Brittany