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Forbidden Beauty

Chapter 5.

No matter what Sharpay had told him, he did have a dream about her in the black bikini.

He didn't want to have it. God knew he didn't want to, but he couldn't help himself. No-one can tell their subconscious to stop having a dream. No-one can decide what they dream. It is the brain which does that, and Troy's brain just happened to choose a dream about Sharpay in her black bikini.

Not that Troy minded at all. It was a pleasant dream, even though it was hard to face the fact, that Sharpay had invaded his dreams as long as all his spare time. In the dream, she was dancing around in front of him in the bikini, now and then giving him a lap dance. He didn't know how it was possible, but he was proud of his brain. It had to have some imagination, making a dream like that.

When Troy woke up, he was glad that his mother hadn't decided to wake him, like she does sometimes. It would have been embarrassing, considering his… excitement.

He hopped out of bed, and rushed into the bathroom to take a cold shower before anyone saw him. It was annoying him that he had a dream like that, about Sharpay of all people. Well, she had been his first kiss, and he'd gone through her underwear yesterday.

He banged his hand into the showerhead, not understanding what was going on with him, it was crazy, but somehow he liked it. He could only imagine what dreams he would get after he'd spend more time with Sharpay. He dreaded to find out, but still… he felt himself looking forward to it.

As much as he was looking forward to seeing her at school today, and that was a lot.

He slipped out of the shower, and got ready for school.

Yup, yet another day.

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"Seriously?" Chad asked, his mouth hanging open in disbelief.

"Yup," Troy smiled, pulling on a brave face.

"I cant believe you actually went through her stuff." Chad said, "But then what? What did you see? What did you find? Anything exciting? Slutty?"

Troy rolled his eyes, "How am I supposed to know what it's like? All I can say is that I liked it, okay?"

Chad laughed, "Dude! Maybe we should ask Zeke about that? He's seen more of her than anybody else at this school? You want to get it out of him? Could be fun!"

Troy looked at Chad, a weird look in his eyes. Why was he thinking like that? Getting Zeke to talk about Sharpay and their sex-adventures; what would be fun about that? Sure, he could probably give them mental images to last for a lifetime, but seriously… Troy had no intensions to ask Zeke about Sharpay.

"No!" Troy said, "I wont ask him that! If you're so curious about Sharpay's exploits, just ask her yourself; she'll probably be okay with it!"

"She would?" Chad asked, biting his lip, "Wow, must have misjudged the Ice Queen. But how do you know… Oh! You've already asked her that, haven't you?"

Troy blinked a few times, "Just a little!"

Chad burst out laughing, "So really? How many guys has she been with? From what I've heard, she gets around."

"She does." Troy said, "I thought Zeke was the only one from our team she had slept with, but apparently I was wrong. I just cant figure out who else it might be."

"Really…?" Chad mumbled, looking around the classroom to find a possible ex-lover of Sharpay's, but he couldn't find a target, "Hmm… Weird, if you ask me. Who would want to sleep with her voluntarily?"

"She's hot!" Troy protested.

"No doubt about that…" Chad mumbled, turning back to his math questions, which he'd left went Troy started telling him about his journey in Sharpay's underwear drawer.

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Troy approached the Evans' resident for the fourth day in a row, and knocked on the door. He patiently waited for someone to open, and when the door finally did open, he was surprised to find Ryan there.

"Oh hey Troy," Ryan mumbled letting him in, "Sharpay is in her room. You know where it is?"

Troy nodded and hurried up the stairs, quickly going for Sharpay's room. He opened the door, knowing she was expecting him. When he went inside she wasn't there, so he quickly looked in her walk-in closet, but that was empty too.

"Sharpay?" he asked, out in the blue.

"Troy? I'm in the bathroom, it'll be a few minutes. Just make yourself comfortable."

"What are you doing?" Troy asked, making his way to the door, "Can I come in?"

"You decide that yourself." Sharpay replied.

Troy was confused, so he slowly grabbed the doorknob, and opened the door. He stepped into the room, but paused when he saw Sharpay. She was standing in the middle of the room, in only a red thong, drying her hair.

He knew he should cover his eyes, and scream and yell, and hurry out of the room, but his eyes wouldn't stop wander over her perfect, wet body. He watched as a drop of water made its way down her jaw, to the tip of her left breast and then down her stomach until it melted into the cotton of her thong.

She didn't say anything, she just kept drying her hair, and when she was done, she dropped the towel and bend down to look for a bra in one of the drawers. She turned around to look at him, after she found one, and then she took it on and hooked it together, "What's up, Troy?" she asked, adjusting it.

"Oh my God!" Troy screamed, when he finally got his voice back. He covered his eyes and turned around to look into the wall again, "You told me you were decent!"

"No…" Sharpay said, fettling around with a skirt, "I told you you could come in if you wanted to. I didn't mention anything about decentness." She paused, "And you can turn around! Now I am actually decent!"

Troy turned around, just as she was pulling a pink top over her heard, "But…" he stuttered, "You just- I… You were…" he pointed against her, "And I thought that…"

"Wha-aa-at?" Sharpay asked, curiously waiting for his reply.

"I didn't know you were naked!" Troy blurted out.

Sharpay crooked an eyebrow, "I wasn't naked. I was wearing a thong." She lifted up her skirt and pointed the piece of clothing out for him, "See?"

Troy nodded, feeling really uncomfortable. It was much worse than yesterday when he'd been wearing his jeans without underwear on too, "Look…" he dropped his hands, "Can we just forget about this?" he asked.

"Forget about what?" Sharpay asked, pulling a brush through her hair.

"Yes," Troy said, stumbling backwards and clumsily out of the bathroom again. He took a seat in the red leather couch, only now realizing how sweaty he got in there, when he'd tried to explain his actions. He'd gotten so damn nervous, thought that she might blow up at him for walking in on her, but she hadn't cared at all.

God.

The mental image of Sharpay in her black bikini had left his brain for good, because now the image of her in only a thong had decided to burn itself in there now and forever.

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

How was he ever gonna be able to look at her again, ever?

Just then Sharpay stepped out of the bathroom, her hair in braids. She flashed him a smile and turned on her CD player, once again the sound of Evanescence coming through the speakers.

She took a seat in the chair she always sat in, and looked at Troy expectantly. "So…?" she begun, "Bolton, you're here early."

"Basketball practise got cut short." He quickly replied, not looking her in the eye.

She sighed, "Yeah well… What do you want to do today? Homework or lessons?"

Troy frowned, "Uhm… You decide, you're the boss."

She stood out of her chair, and moved her way around the table, sitting down next to him. She placed a hand on his thigh, and tried to get him to look at her. "We can rehearse the kissing part again." she told him, feeling kinda bad. He was obviously embarrassed, and she knew it was because of the incident in the bathroom. She didn't know why she felt sorry for him, but she just did.

"You don't have to, Sharpay." Troy replied, "You've already taught me enough of kissing."

"No, come on!" she said, "Look me in the eyes!?"

"No, this really isn't a good idea-"

"I said look me in the eyes, Bolton!"

Troy quickly obliged, because well, she scared him.

"Good boy," Sharpay said, "Now come here…" she placed her hands around his neck, and started to lean into his face. He really didn't feel like kissing her right now, but as her delicious, tempting lips came closer, and he caught the smell of her Ralph Lauren perfume, he couldn't resist.

He smacked his lips onto hers, meeting her in the middle. They soon opened their mouths, their tongues fighting in a battle with no winner. Troy moved his hands up her sides, until they landed beneath her breasts. He slowly stroked his thumbs over both the sides, and heard a soft moan escape her lips.

He didn't know what he was doing, he was just trying something. Because as Sharpay always said so; practise makes perfect.

He could feel Sharpay's well manicured fingernails dig into the back of his neck, and then they moved to his scalp, her fingers playing with his hair. Their tongues were still fighting, toying with each other.

Then they pulled back for air, and Sharpay leaned back in the couch, sending him a little smile, "You're definitely getting better, Bolton… I mean, Troy."

Troy smiled and leaned back too, feeling more comfortable looking at her now, after their little fight, "Thank you. You're an excellent teacher!"

Sharpay giggled, but then she got serious again, "Listen…" she bit her lip, "I'm sorry if I made you feel awkward in the bathroom before. I- I wouldn't have done it, if I'd know that…"

"Hold on!" Troy said, placing a hand on her left arm to keep her from talking, "´I wouldn't have done it´? You planned it, didn't you? You knew I was coming, and why would you take a shower? You planned that I was going to walk in on you in only your underwear! Why would you do that!?"

"I thought it would give your confidence a boost!" Sharpay said, "After all, it is my job to help you with that part, I am your teacher. I thought you'd feel better having seen some stuff when you got to be with Gabby. But apparently I was wrong!"

Troy looked at her, and calmed down, "No… Well yeah, but… I was a little surprised, but still… Maybe it did give my confidence a boost."

Sharpay smiled and silence overtook them.

"You know…" Troy begun, "You're really not that bad."

Sharpay smiled, "Thank you. You're not bad either, Bolton, and I have fun with you. I hope Montez realizes how lucky she is. You really are a special guy. Virgin or not."

Troy frowned, "You had to throw it in there, didn't you?"

Sharpay shrugged her shoulders, "Sorry, I couldn't help it!"

"What do you want to do now?" Troy asked, "Is there more for me to learn today?"

"Hmm, I dunno…" Sharpay trailed off and started into space, "Hmm, I guess we could talk a little about dates. You have taken Gabby about before, right? You know, to dinner and the movies?"

"Yeah…" Troy said.

"But have you taken her out for a really romantic dinner… Candlelight, chocolate covered strawberries…?" Sharpay said, and then she added; "Yum, I love those."

Troy bit his lip, "No… Hmm, what should I do then? What do you do on a date like that?"

"Oh, I just got the most brilliant idea!" Sharpay squealed, clapping her hands together, "You should take me out this Friday! You know for dinner, and we'll pretend it to be a date. I'll dress up and everything! Wouldn't that be great? You'll get so much experience, Troy!"

Troy didn't really know what to say. He knew it was just a part of his ´lessons´, but maybe things were getting a little too carried away. But on the other hand, no… He actually liked spending time with her, and that was what scared him the most. She wasn't so bad after all, he hadn't lied when he'd told her that. He'd meant it.

"Sure," Troy said, "I'll arrange everything, set for this Friday. All you have to do is tag along. Deal?"

Sharpay looked a bit unsure, but nodded her head anyway, "All right, Bolton. You just have to promise me one thing?"

"What?"

"After that date…" she trailed off, "During that date, you have to promise me not to fall in love with me."

Troy coughed, "Why would I fall in love with you?"

"All I can say is… I'm brilliant." Sharpay smirked, giving him a look he couldn't read.

"Okay then," Troy said, "I promise."

"Then you're on!" she squealed, "Got it?"

"Okay," Troy nodded eagerly. He stood up and turned to her door, "I'll go home now then. I have to get started."

"Okay." Sharpay replied, not looking up at him.

He turned to the door, but as he suspected, her voice stopped him when he was half through.

"And Bolton?!"

"Don't worry Sharpay," Troy said, turning around to look at her; "I wont get too many dreams of you in only your underwear, and if I do, I'll be sure to use that pack of condoms you gave me."

With those words he left the room, not able to see Sharpay's face, which was a shame.

It was priceless.

Okay then. Thanks for reading, I'll be back as soon as possible. Please leave me a review, you know how much I love them, right? I hope you still like this story too. And thanks… For everything xD

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Rachel: So just bring it back downstairs, what's the problem?

Chandler: I can't seem to say goodbye.

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