Okay, thanks for the reviews for my trailer. I got like 12, or something, it really blew me away! Here is the first chapter. I don't know if this story should have been rated M, (as I already wrote in the beginning of the trailer) but I'll stick with T. If some of you think it should have been rated M, please tell me, and I'll change it. K? It's not now it's that bad, but I think it might be later on.

Disclaimer; I don't own High School Musical.

Forbidden Beauty

Chapter 1.

Troy and Gabriella had the perfect relationship. They didn't fight, they didn't argue, and they worshipped each other. The love they had for each other was puppy love, and oh, so Disney.

The school loved them together. Gabriella was supported by the entire Scholastic Decathlon Team for her relationship with the Basketball Star, and Troy's team-mates all adored Gabriella, and supported him.

It wasn't like Zeke and his relationship with Sharpay. The team hated her, and when he'd started dating her, they hadn't once hidden their disgust of her or how they wished she wasn't there.

It was over now though. Sharpay had dumped him, and Zeke had gotten a hundred ´I told you so's´.

Zeke had needed some time to grieve, but Sharpay had felt bad for her ex and arranged a date with a girl from her dance class. She was around their age, and Zeke had liked her immediately. And Sharpay had with that gesture proved the team, what Zeke had told them all along.

She wasn't that bad.

Taylor and Chad were still dating too, and so were Kelsi and Jason. They had perfect relationships too, but not in the way that Gabriella and Troy's was.

Chad and Taylor fought 24/7. The gang couldn't go through one lunch without having Taylor blow up at Chad, and Chad trying to get her to calm down, using his, (if he said so himself) irresistible charm. But somehow it always worked. When they left the cafeteria, Taylor had her hand in Chad's again, and everyone were happy.

Kelsi and Jason weren't making their relationship too obvious. They were both shy persons, and they didn't hold hands or kiss at school, but of what Jason told the team when they were practising in the gym… Kelsi could be pretty bad and not-shy, when she wanted to.

After the Winter Musical, Gabriella had tried talking to Sharpay. After all, Sharpay had wished her good luck and all, so she had figured that maybe she wasn't that bad. And they actually enjoyed each others company once they got to know each other. Sharpay and Ryan occasionally joined the gang at lunch and chatted with them, but after Zeke and Sharpay's break-up, things were awkward for the rest of them. Funny thing, Zeke and Sharpay were closer than ever, talking about this and that, it wasn't them who found things awkward, it was everyone else.

Maybe it was because they still hadn't quite made their minds about Sharpay. Chad, Taylor and Jason still hated her. Gabriella got along with her. Kelsi was terrified by her. Zeke liked her, and Troy didn't know what to think about her.

So, when Ryan and Sharpay ate dinner with them, the chatting at the table was minimum, and Sharpay knew it was because of her, so she just stopped coming. Ryan tagged along with her, supporting his little sister.

It was a Monday afternoon, and the team was practising again. Well, Coach Bolton wasn't there, so they didn't get much practise done. The team had set up camp with their water bottles in the middle of the field and was talking about their favourite subject nowadays…

Girls.

And sex.

It was like a force was dragging their twisted teenage brains into that direction every time they had a spare moment. Troy hated when they opened that subject. Sure, he could talk about girls. He had Gabriella, and he cared for her deeply. But their relationship wasn't like that. It was nothing like Chad and Taylor's. Or Jason and Kelsi's. Or Zeke and Emma's. Or everyone else's.

They didn't have sex. They didn't even kiss. And Troy couldn't join in on all these discussions. Apparently the boys were bragging in the moment. Who had slept with most girls?

Oh, great…

(A/N – it gets pretty annoying having to listen to boys talk about that. The guys in my class does it in the middle of our lunch break, in the middle of our class, where everyone can hear what they're talking about. It's really annoying, but anyway, I listened to them closely one day, and got a few ideas. (naughty me ;p) But anyway, I should shut up now)

"I've only slept with Taylor." Chad said, "And I'm intending to keep it that way. She's my soul mate."

"Seriously?" Jason asked, "You want to marry her?"

"Yeah!" Chad said, "What about you and Kels, eh? You're doing the naughty-naughty?"

"Naughty-naughty!?" Troy burst out laughing. If he couldn't join in on the conversation, he could at least make fun of the rest of them, "Where did you learn that word?"

"Taylor used it."

Troy rolled his eyes, and turned to look at Jason.

"Well, I've only slept with Kelsi too." He said, "But seriously, we're only 15 and 16. Are there really anyone here who has slept with more than one girl?"

Zeke got a huge smile on his face, "I have."

"Uh-uuh…" Chad whistled, "Emma must be one of them, who's the other one?"

"Sharpay, of course." Zeke said.

"Did the Ice Queen really let you touch her?" Jason asked, "Let alone sleep with her?"

"Yup," Zeke said, and you could tell he was proud, "It was really awesome too."

"How so?" Troy asked, getting interested.

"Well, first; she's totally hot." Zeke said, telling the obvious, "Second; she really knew what she was doing."

Chad squeezed his forehead together in confusion, "So you weren't her first?"

Zeke just shook his head.

"Wow, that really sucks, dude!"

"Why!?" Troy asked, "It must have been nice for him. He wasn't the one to take charge, it must have been great when it was his first time! Wasn't it, Zeke?"

"It didn't bother me." Zeke said, taking a sip of his water, "But I wont speak too much, or Sharpay is gonna poke my eyes out. What about you Troy? I assume that you've only nailed Gabby, or what?"

Troy shot his head up, looking angrily at Zeke, "Don't use that word! And no, I actually haven't."

"You haven't slept with her?" Chad asked.

Troy shook his head, ready to dig himself a huge hole and never come up, "We don't even kiss, guys."

"Why not?" Jason asked.

"Our relationship isn't like that!" Troy said. He grabbed his water bottle and stood up, "I'm gonna hit the showers. I don't feel very well. See you tomorrow, guys." He turned around at his heel and went for the changing rooms.

"Wow," Zeke said, "Did you know that?"

Chad shook his head, "No, I wonder what is up with them…"

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Troy let the hot water stream down his body, taking in the comfort it gave him.

God, that had been embarrassing. He was probably the only one on the team who hadn't slept with anyone yet.

It wasn't because he didn't like Gabriella. She was the sweetest girl, and the best girlfriend a guy could ever wish for, but their relationship wasn't like that. And she had never implied that she wanted to do it.

It would ruin them, Troy was sure of it. Their perfect relationship would crack if he even kissed her for real. They were too innocent together for it to be okay. They were too Disney-perfect.

But he was a boy. And he was ready. He just needed the right time and girl. He kinda believed that it was Gabriella, but on the other hand… He was way too insecure to do that. He needed some practise, because if it didn't go well, who knew what was gonna happen? He needed to like rehearse before he took their relationship to the next level. It sounded really odd for Troy himself, but he needed to talk to someone who had experience, and who wouldn't go tell on him.

Maybe even a girl who could tell him what girls liked, and who could…

Troy hit his head with the showerhead. No, no, no! He did not just think that?

God, he hated his life sometimes.

He quickly slipped out of the shower, and got dressed again. Not bothering to say goodbye to his team, he went outside. He had to walk home, but that was okay with him. Maybe some fresh air could clear his head.

He went down the parkway, consumed in his own thoughts of Gabriella, sex and all that other stuff. Why was sex such a big deal anyway? Why was there so much peer pressure on boys nowadays?

He just wanted to not let it bother him, but he couldn't shrug it off. He couldn't not be bothered. That was who he was, and not so much chit-chat about that.

He wished he could just be like Sharpay. She wasn't bothered with nasty rumours about her. And if people talked about her, she only enjoyed the limelight. She brushed everything off, and lived happier by that.

Why couldn't he do that? Why couldn't he…

He looked up, when he heard the familiar clicking of high heels. He always remembered them. It was Sharpay's. No other heels made a sound like that.

She was walking about 10 metres in front of him, and he was surprised that he'd caught up with her. He looked at her, and watched as she walked down the street, her hips shipping from side to side. She was really gorgeous, and Troy couldn't believe that Zeke had actually slept with her.

Suddenly Zeke's words entered his brain…

"Second; she really knew what she was doing."

Troy got a smile on his face, a sped up to walk along her side. As he approached her, she turned around to see who it was. She'd probably heard him coming.

"Oh, Bolton…" she muttered, "It's just you…"

"Hi Sharpay!" Troy smiled, "Are you walking home today?"

"No, I'm going in my spaceship." She sarcastically replied, not even looking at him.

After that answer, Troy tempted to slow down and leave her alone. But truth been told, he really needed her help. If she really knew was she was doing, as Zeke had said, then she was the one to help him. He just had to get it together and talk to her.

"What are you doing now? When you get home?" Troy asked.

"I don't know," Sharpay said, "Why do you care?"

"Just if you wanted to hang out?"

Sharpay stopped, and slowly turned to him, "Why would I hang out with you!?"

"Sharpay, I need your help!?" Troy blurted out, looking at her, plead in his eyes.

She looked confused at him, questions in her eyes. She casually scratched her cheek, "What do you mean?"

Troy buried his hands deep into his sweatpants, and bit his lip, "Look." He began, "I'm not good with girls. With all that jazz, and I don't want to disappoint Gabby. Then Zeke told me that you…"

Sharpay cracked a smile, "So Zeke told you that? I guess I should get mad at him tomorrow. But I don't really feel like it, and you! You, Troy Bolton, you need to say no more."

"Huh?"

"I'm gonna help you." Sharpay said, taking his arm, "Come with me…"

This was first chapter. I hope it was good enough, and not too weird. Things will be developed later though. We didn't get much further with the story, but already in the next chapter should it be progressing. And I think "Her Heartbeat" will be updated tomorrow, if I have time. Anyway, please review me, please?

Friends quote;

Monica: Is he right? Am I really—Am I awful?

All: No!

Joey: Yeah! Yeah Monica! You listen to me, okay? And I'm not just saying this because I'm your friend, I'm saying' it 'cause it's the truth. You're food is abysmal!

Hehe, I love you guys, tootles, Stessa.