"Say my name," He demanded.
The sweat that glistened off the two bodies mixed together. The intertwined bodies in the dark room collided together to make one.
The voice that escaped the mouth of the girl that lay beneath the towering figure spoke quietly. "Troy," She gasped trying to gain her breath back as Troy's smooth hand's traveled roughly down the sides of the naked woman that laid under his muscular body.
"Louder," he said again, as he leaned down to kiss the girl forcefully. He grinded his hips into her petite ones. Their hips met as Troy thrusted into her tiny body. The ecstasy that was building between the two reaching its peak.
"Troy!" The beauty that laid beneath him yelled into the thick air, as she reached her climax. Her manicured finger nails dug into his well-built back as they both released into each other. Troy placed small kisses on the neck of the small women that lay beneath him, as he pulled himself out from her warmness. He rolled over to lay next to the female. His bright blue eyes looked at her for a moment. Her chest was rising and falling just like Troy's was. She tried to catch her breath from the intense session that was just shared between to the basketball superstar and her. Troy spoke softly, breaking the awkward silence that settled between the two.
"That was nice," he said breathlessly, his hand intertwining with her thick locks of hair.
"It was," she said as she sat up slightly, the blankets falling over the slightly covered body. "But I should get going," The mystery girl moved to sit up, her blonde hair falling over her shoulders down her bare back. "I have to be at work early tomorrow."
Troy's oceanic eyes looked at the clock that sat on the bed stand next his queen sized bed. His vision was a bit blurry, though he could read it. The bright numbers read 12:09. His eyes then looked at the blonde figure again.
She was fully dressed again. Her light washed jeans were pulled over her tiny hips. The shirt that had been discarded carelessly on the floor earlier now on her tiny body again. "Call me tomorrow though, and tell me how your first day at work goes, okay Troy?" She said as she took a step towards the door, her hand placed delicately on the knob that led to the outside of Troy's messy room.
"I will," He said as he rolled his muscular body over away from the door that began to open. He closed his blue eyes again, thinking about the day ahead of him. His first day at work. "Goodnight Shar,"
"Night Bolton," She said quietly as she shut the door.
Sharpay Evans. She'd been the girl that had been under Troy only moments before saying his name into the thick, sweat drenched air. She was Troy's best friend. Or they both liked to believe. But they really were much more than that. Until recently, they never knew what it was like to explore the wonders of each other's bodies. They had both consumed too much alcohol for their own good.
They didn't understand why they hadn't touched each other in such sensual ways before. But when their bodies intertwined that night, the was sweat dripping from them mixed together almost perfectly. Their actions started a whole new trend in their best friend relationship.
They then began to pursue more sexual ventures in each other, both sober and in a drunken state. They weren't sure how it would turn out and personally, they weren't concerned. They needed someone to feel the release of all the surrounding problems drift away as they found themselves in the other's arms.
As he saw the light that his bedroom door let in, the light diminished a little bit more each second, as Troy drifted into a slumber. He could never remember his dreams well. But as he drifted further in to his sleeping state, he stared at a figure.
It was a figure that belonged to a female. Her back was turned away from Troy, and her hair was a dark brown shade. The dark hair hung loosely over her shoulders and down to the middle of her back. She was clad in a red top, with a pair of dark washed jeans that hugged her ever curve. He was confused.
Troy stepped closer to her, reaching his hand out to touch her shoulder. The brunette turned around to meet his face to face. Brown eyes. The most gorgeous brown eyes he'd ever seen. He was captivated by them. They bore into his soul. Troy's smooth hand reached up to touch the face of the brunette that stood in front of him.
As soon as his hand rubbed up against the soft cheek, the beautiful figure disappeared. Vanished out of sight. The beautiful brunette he'd only come in contact with once was there for only a moment, and then she was gone again. No where to be found in his dream land. He didn't understand what his dream meant. But he wasn't complaining.
There was a knock on the bedroom door of the twenty-one year old Troy Bolton at exactly 8:43am the next morning. Soon after it was came an abrupt entering, followed by a loud shout. "Yo Hoops," The figure landed next to basketball player that slept peacefully in the king sized bed. An orange ball placed perfectly in his hands. Troy was awake now.
Chad Danforth. Bushy haired, brown eyed, best friend that Troy had known since they were both able to hold a basketball in their hands. Since Troy moved back to their hometown, Chad had woken Troy up on a daily basis by entering his bedroom. A grin spread on his face.
"Morning Chad," Troy grunted into the pillow that lay under his shaggy brown hair. He turned to his best friend, his hands grabbing for Chad's Nike shirt, lifting it up slightly. His hand was moving slight over the material of the shorts Chad had put on that morning.
"What're you doing?" Chad said instantly, being kind of freaked out by the motion Troy had just exerted. He jumped up off the bed.
Troy shifted in his king sized again, pulling his covers closer to his body as he sat up in his bed, the comforter that his mom had gotten him falling down a bit. His built chest being exposed to the cool morning air. "I was just seeing if you were wearing a belt."
Chad sent him a bewildered look, as he reached up to scratch his bushy hair. "Uh, why?" He asked.
"Oh, I was just going to hang myself with it," Troy said so nonchalantly, as he reached for a piece of clothing that lay on the floor next to Chad's foot. The boxers that Sharpay had discarded from his body the night before now on his lay on his fit body again.
"Dude, are you okay?" Chad asked through a muffled laugh.
"I don't know what I'm gonna do about Shar…It's not the same anymore between us dude. Eve since I moved back, all we do is just, its like," Troy sighed briefly and then looked at his bushy haired friend as he tried to gather the words he needed to explain what had been going on between the blonde and the basketball superstar. "She just shows up, we have sex, and she leaves. That's all. I miss my best friend that I had back in high school," Troy said as he ran his smooth hand through his hair. "I start my new job today. Last night I had a really weird dream about a girl that I only met once. And I have no clean underwear," He sighed.
A laugh erupted from the back of Chad's as he sat down on the chair Troy had placed by his closest door in his room, his bushy hair moving as he did so. "Dude, I can't help you with the underwear thing, but just talk to Sharpay about it, you guys have been friends longer then bed buddies. Just talk to her, man." Chad said as he casually passed the orange ball that was held between his large hands. Troy caught the ball in his hands, instantly. "And about this girl?" Chad raised an eyebrow. He was curious now.
"Do you know Carlos Montez?" Troy simply asked. This caught the bushy haired friends attention. Chad nodded. "Well, have you met his daughter?" This question sent Chad into a moment of shock. He knew exactly who he was talking about now.
"Gabriella?" This surprised Troy, he hadn't expected him to know who she was. Troy simply nodded as Chad went on about the gorgeous girl he had met only days before. "My mom used to baby sit her, remember dude? You used to come over during the summer when she'd come visit her grandparents. She only had to be like, six years old. Shit man." Chad explained how he knew the Latino girl from his past.
Troy began to think, he did know this girl. Gabriella Montez. Her long brown hair that reached the middle of her back and her dark brown eyes that would stare into his soul. He knew her when she was only six years old.
"That's her?" Troy asked as he removed his tone body from his giant bed. His lazy feet made their way over to the wooden dresser. He removed a shirt and a matching pair of basketball shorts from it. Chad nodded, his bushy hair jumping with the motion his head made.
His thoughts returned to the small girl that Mrs. Danforth would baby-sit during the summer breaks. She was small Latino girl that always had a smile on her face. She wasn't like most little girls that were five years old. Instead of Barbie dolls, Gabriella enjoyed Mutant Ninja Turtles. Troy can remember one night he had decided to stay the night at the Danforth's house hold. He crept downstairs to sneak something back into Chad's room to eat, which in the Danforth house was against the rules.
Troy was nine at the time and he thought that he was some kind of bad ass. So he secretly made his way into the kitchen, but as he stepped into the doorway, he saw the kitchen light already on. He became very confused as he saw a five year old Gabriella Montez sitting on the marble floor, playing with her Ninja Turtle action figures.
Troy couldn't believe that the little girl that he found playing with the boys toys was now the girl he had a dream about. And the girl who he would start to work with later on that day.
"Yeah dude. She's all grown up, huh?" Chad made suggestive eye wiggles in Troy's direction. Troy rolled his eyes at his best friend, a small laugh escaping past his lips. Troy nodded in his friends direction as he threw the orange ball back in his direction.
"Man, she's hot now. Have you seen her?" Troy asked as he slipped the clean clothes over his body.
"Yeah, she baby sits for my mom now on the weekends sometimes. Austin really loves her." Austin was Chad's little brother, who was four years old. Chad's parents had concieved little Austin when Chad and Troy was just finishing their senior year in high school at East High. When Chad had gone off to college Mr. and Mrs. Danforth were very busy with work and such and didn't have time to stay home on the weekends to baby-sit Chad's baby brother. That's when Mrs. Danforth had contacted seventeen year old Gabriella Montez. She automatically agreed. She thought that Austin was such a cute little baby. They paid her decently and Gabriella figured that since she needed the extra money, aside from her job at the hardware store, she could take the baby-sitting job with the Danforth's.
"Well, looks like I'll be coming over more often then on the weekends." Troy said simply has he slipped his feet into a pair of clean white socks and his Nike shoes he had for morning workouts. He would be seeing a lot more of Gabriella then he even expected too.