Hey, thank you SO much for all the reviews, I still love them. This chapter should have been rated M I think, but I'll just give you the warning here, k? And please tell me in a review, if you think things get too graphic, or… Stop reading if it's just too much, k? It's in the end of the chapter, where I think it might be too… I dunno, just tell me, k?

Disclaimer; Today I made a deal with Disney. They agreed to let me have High School Musical, if I just promised to take good care of the characters. (rolls my eyes) yeah right, I wish…

Forbidden Beauty

Chapter 6.

Troy had everything set for their date.

His parents were out for a dinner party, so he'd been really smart and decided to do the date in his house. That was good for many reasons, because no-one would catch them together, and he would feel more comfortable in homie surroundings. He'd set a table in the living room, light some candles, and yeah… Hope for the best.

He had a feeling that Sharpay had something up her sleeve, but he wasn't sure what it was. All he knew was that she'd tag along with him, and act like a real date, trying to impress him. Which wasn't needed. She'd already impressed him plenty, but he wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not.

He liked her.

She was mean, manipulating, cold, heartless, unbearable, unpredictable, untruthful and just plain annoying. But even when that was said, she was also, sweet, beautiful, funny, smart, full of great ideas and hot.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. He was doing this for Gabriella, but he found himself enjoying it. And really, what was wrong with that? He could at least make the best of it now when he'd decided to do it.

In the lunch break that day, Sharpay sat with them again. She'd started doing that, and only Troy knew why. He ate his lunch in silence, Chad and Taylor were in an argument, and Zeke was chatting lightly with Sharpay about Emma. Sharpay just nodded her head along, though Troy knew she didn't give a shit about Emma, she only gave a shit about Zeke, but he didn't know that.

Then Ryan sat down in front of them, and took Sharpay's attention, "Shar!" he said, "What are you doing tonight? Gabby, Kelsi, Jason and I are going out for a movie, do you want to tag along?"

"Uhm…" Sharpay shot Troy a quick glance, but then she turned back to Ryan, "No… I… I sorta already have plans."

"Uh-huh!" Zeke whistled, "You've found another target. Who's the lucky guy?"

"It's not a date!" Sharpay said, making her point across, "Troy and I are doing our project, got it?"

They all turned to Troy, who started to nod eagerly. He smiled at them, "Yeah guys. It's just our project."

"Okay then…" Ryan said, "I don't know when we'll be home, I'm heading Jason's house right after school, so if you could tell Mrs. Jenkins to tell mom or dad that…"

"Do I look like your mailman?" Sharpay snapped, "Tell her yourself!" She grabbed her tray from the table and stormed away from him, to add dramatic effect.

"Who's Mrs. Jenkins?" Taylor questioned.

"Oh-" Ryan begun, but Troy cut him short;

"That's their maid. She's really sweet and her chocolate chip cookies are awesome!"

"Dude!" Ryan said, "How the hell do you know that? How much time have you been spending with Sharpay…?"

Troy froze, "Too much probably."

With that he shrugged and hurried out of the cafeteria.

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"We'll be home before midnight, Troy." His mom said, "You have a fun night, and… Don't do anything stupid. Who's coming over anyway?"

"Just… my history partner." Troy said, hoping she wouldn't ask who his partner was. He didn't want to get into an argument with his parents about girls and sex. What to do and what not to do. He knew they'd give him the whole speech if he told them that he was having a girl over a night they weren't home.

"Okay then." Coach Bolton said, "Have fun."

"Will do." Troy smiled. He hugged his mom goodbye and watched them as they got into their car, and drove down the road. He hurried into the house, and started getting everything ready. He'd bought everything he needed on his way home from school, so he just needed to set the table. He'd decided they he'd order their food, to have it delivered at his house by 7.

He was to pick Sharpay up at 6 o'clock, so they'd have plenty of time to arrive at his house, before the food got there.

When everything was set, the clock showed 5:30., so he quickly got dressed, and looked very handsome if he said so himself. He grabbed his keys, and drove the 10 minutes trip to Sharpay's house. It was actually kinda crazy. They'd always lived so close to each other, and yet they'd never really spend any time together. Now he found that weird. But it was probably just because they never had any interests which were the same.

He parked his car in the long driveway to her house, and got out. There wasn't much light in the house. Sharpay's parents were probably still at work. He was fine with that, because he didn't want to come face to face with them right now. Not that he didn't like them, he'd never met them, and he didn't want their first meeting to be today.

He rang the doorbell and waited patiently until the door swung open, and Sharpay stood there, ready to go.

"Hi Troy!" she squealed, and hand still on the doorknob. He could tell that she acted all giddy – she was in character. After all, she had to act like this was a real date to her.

She was breathtaking. She was wearing a black dress, which cut right below her knees. It hugged her body in all the right places, showing him her curves. Her hair was pulled up, framing her face in soft curls. She was not wearing that much make-up, just enough to look sophisticated, and beautiful. She was wearing glittery jewellery, which completed her outfit.

"Wow…" Troy breathed, looking her up and down, "You really look… You look beautiful."

"Thanks," Sharpay's face lit up, calling him for attention, "You don't look so bad yourself."

They smiled at each other and stood in an awkward silence for awhile. They didn't exactly know what to say, so they just starred at each other. Finally Troy decided that they might as well get going since their food would be there soon, so he grabbed her hand and lead her to his car. They got in and drove back to his house.

They entered the house, and Sharpay looked around in awe; "Wow…" she smiled, "This house is small, Bolton."

"I know," Troy nodded, "It's nothing like your's. It's not big and fancy. And we don't have modern art, but it's a home, right?"

"I like it." Sharpay said, truthfully. "It's cute. I bet your family spends a lot of time together?"

"Yeah…" Troy smiled, "You know, it's… In families people just love each other."

"But what are we doing here, anyway?" Sharpay asked, "I thought we were going out on a date?"

"Well…" Troy trailed off, "I got this idea… I thought it might be kinda cool if we had the date here in my house, since my parents aren't home. I've got everything ready for the lady. Come take a seat." He took her hand again, and lead her into the living room, where there was a table, neatly set. There were candles on the table, they were already lit, and Sharpay couldn't help but smile.

"Aww, Troy, that's so cute!" she smiled, bouncing towards the table. She looked at it, "Good first impression by the way! What are we having?"

"I've ordered Chinese, I hope you like that?" Troy asked.

"Yum!" Sharpay smiled, "I love it."

"Then take a seat, my lady." Troy smiled. He pulled out her chair, and helped her sit, before taking at seat himself, opposite her. "What would you like to drink? I have cola and water."

"Cola is fine," Sharpay smiled, and watched as he filled her glass, "This is really nice, Troy. Really awesome, you're a great first date. If you had asked me out for real, I'd be sold now, ready to jump on ya'" she giggled.

Troy laughed as well, "When you say jump… I've been thinking… How old were you, when you know… you had sex for the first time?"

Sharpay blinked, "Why do you want to know that… Troy, you little bad boy! You're curious, eh?"

"Is that a bad thing?" Troy asked, biting his lip, "No, if you don't want to tell me; don't. But if you do; do. I'd like to know, I'm just… as you said; curious."

Sharpay laughed, "You know me, Troy… actually quite well now, and… Am I ever embarrassed talking about that kind of stuff?"

"No, not really."

"Okay, you want to know?" she paused, but then she begun to tell, "I was 13 years old. That may seem young, but I was developed early. And yeah… It was a guy from my dance class, he was 15 years old. It was summer vacation, and we were hanging out. We were watching ´The Good Girl´. You've seen that one right?"

Troy nodded.

"Yup, and it was the scene where Justine and Holden first slept together. When we were watching that, we just thought it would be fun to sleep together, so we did."

"Really?" Troy asked, "Wasn't it bad to lose your virginity like that? To some guy?"

"He wasn't just some guy, we were good friends." Sharpay reasoned, "And after that, y'know, I soon got my first boyfriend. You become addicted to sex once you've had it, because you get needs."

"Sure," Troy replied, "But when you don't have a boyfriend, how do you take care of all that?"

"I have connections." Sharpay replied.

Troy was about to answer, but was interrupted by the doorbell. He shot Sharpay a smile and went into the hallway. It was the delivery guy, so he paid him and went into the living room again and sat their food down at the table.

"Yum, I'm so hungry!" Sharpay replied.

They quickly digged in to their food, and for awhile, the only sound heard was the clicking of their forks and knives. They ate in silence, but when they were half through their meal, Troy thought it might be good to get a conversation going, because after all, it was a rehearsal for a first date.

"So…" he began, placing his fork at the table, "What interests do you have?"

Sharpay looked at him, but then she caught his drift, "I like to act and sing. I do theatre. I like to shop, well, I live to shop. And then I have an interest in the human body."

Troy couldn't help but laugh at that one, "Okay, if you put it that way."

"Well, I do." Sharpay said, "I don't want to scare my first date off, now would I?" she paused, "What about you?"

"I play basketball." Troy said, "Well, I sing and act too. That means we have similar interests. That can be good."

"Yeah," Sharpay agreed, "So? Tell me about yourself. What do you want to do when you grow up? Play basketball?"

"Nah…" Troy casually waved his hand at her, "I'd like to teach second grade."

"Really?" Sharpay was surprised, "Seriously? Second grade? I did not see that one coming."

"There's more to me than just shooting baskets!" Troy laughed, "But tell me then, Sharpay… What did you mean when you said ´an interest in the human body´?"

"You had to ask that, didn't you?" Sharpay giggled.

"I can be mean too."

"Okay then," Sharpay smiled, "I wont answer you right now, but I can definitely show you later." She shot him an evil smile, and frankly, he didn't know if he wanted her to show it or not… Well, maybe he was a little curious to find out what she was talking about so yeah… he was gonna let her.

They finished dinner, and cleared the table. When they were done, Troy told Sharpay to go to his room and pick a movie, because he had some surprises for her while watching one. She gave him a confused look, but went upstairs nonetheless.

Troy was getting everything ready for watching the movie. He had bought chocolate cowered strawberries, because he remembered Sharpay telling him exactly how much she loved them, and he figured that that might get him an extra plus in her book. He set everything up in the living room, and just as he was dimming the lights, Sharpay came rushing down the stairs.

"Troy!" she yelled, "Troy, we have a big problem here! I have a big problem!"

"What!?" Troy asked, looking at her. She was acting weird again.

"I just got a text message from my dad!" Sharpay said, throwing her arms everywhere like the true Drama Queen that she was, "My mom and him are on their way to New York. He suddenly had to go to a conference. He told me he let all our maids have the weekend off!"

"So?" Troy asked, he could honestly not see what the big deal was.

"I didn't bring my key!" Sharpay whined, "I cant get into the house at home, because Ryan is sleeping over at Jason's house! I don't know what to do, I cant get into my own house!"

"Oh…" Troy suddenly realized her problem. He looked around the room, and nervously bit his lip, "I guess you could spend the night here. I mean… If you want to?"

"Thank you so much, Troy!" Sharpay squealed. She jumped onto him and enveloped him in a big bear hug, "I don't know what I should do without you! You just saved my horrible Friday night! What would I do without you?"

"Squeeze someone else to death?" Troy suggested, wrapping himself out of her strong grip, "Wow…" he mused, "You are actually pretty strong, Sharpay."

"I work out." She smiled. Then she took a look around the living room, and her eyes landed on the romantic setting in front of the TV, "Wow Troy, you really did a good job on all this. If you do this for Gabriella on a date, I bet she'll jump on you."

"Really?" Troy asked. It wasn't because he was happy with her comment, he found it rather weird… He actually didn't like the thought of Gabriella ´jumping on him´, like Sharpay liked to put it.

"Of course!" Sharpay smiled, "A girl would be crazy not to like you after all this."

"Then…" Troy said, trailing off a little bit, "Do you like me?"

"I like you as a friend, because that's what I'm supposed to," Sharpay said, "But seriously, you're sweet Troy, hot, good-looking, I could fuck you, actually, I would love to fuck you because well yeah, but…" she trailed off too, "I think that would be to take our lessons a little too far!"

Troy chuckled a little, "Maybe it would, but you are the teacher. And seriously, I don't know much about fucking, but… You're really hot, and I'd like to well, fuck you too."

"Aww, you think I'm hot?" Sharpay asked, "That's so sweet."

Troy smiled, "I don't think you're hot in that foxy way that the guys at school does, I just… you're really beautiful."

Sharpay smiled and leaned in to give him another hug. She squeezed the air out of him again, but oddly, he didn't care. He liked the feeling of… her special body parts, pressed against him.

They broke their hug, and sat down on the couch. Troy plopped in ´The Notebook´ which was the movie Sharpay had chosen, and they sat in silence for awhile, just watching the movie and eating chocolate covered strawberries.

When they were about an hour into the movie and Sharpay was getting tired listening to Rachel McAdams' whining, she lowered the sound and turned to Troy, "So? I'm getting bored, what do you want to do? If this is a real date?"

"Kissing?" Troy suggested. It was meant as a joke, so he was surprised when Sharpay actually shrugged her shoulders and leaned forward to give him a kiss. She kept his head in place, taking her hands around his neck. Then she leaned backwards until her back hit the sofa, and Troy was on top of her. They continued their kissing for awhile, letting their tongues fight in a battle. Sharpay got farther, and slid her hands up his shirt.

Troy pulled back a little and shot her a questionable look.

"Do you want me to stop?" Sharpay breathed, her hands still stroking his chest.

Troy didn't know what to say. He really liked what she was doing, it felt good, and it wouldn't hurt anybody. He barely shook his head, getting ideas of his own. Sharpay giggled, and he bend down for another kiss. His hands, which had been supporting his weight, slowly got bolder, and his left hand found it's way up Sharpay's dress, until it reached her thigh. He stroked it, getting a soft moan from her tempting red lips.

"Wow, Bolton…" she whispered, sucking on his bottom lip, "You're getting better at this…"

"I have a good teacher…" Troy breathed, planting a kiss on her nose, "And she's really hot too."

Sharpay giggled, and slid her hands away from his chest again, softly pushing him away from her. He caught her drift, and they both sat up in the sofa, looking at each other.

"Should we clean up here and go upstairs to your room?" Sharpay asked.

Troy looked at her, "Are you talking about the ´interest in the human body´-thing that you wanted to show me?" he asked, using air quotes. "Because you know, I'm really curious about that."

"Could be," Sharpay smirked, "Plus, we have so much more kissing to do."

They both laughed and got up from the sofa. They quickly cleaned everything away after their date, so Troy's parents wouldn't notice anything, and made their way upstairs. Troy had brought the rest of the strawberries with them, after Sharpay's special request.

They sat down on his bed, and Sharpay giggled, "Where do I sleep? In your bed? Do you have anything I can wear?"

"Uhm…" Troy looked around, biting his lip, "I guess you could sleep in my bed, but I don't have anywhere to sleep. There isn't enough room for a mattress in here."

"Well, too bad!" Sharpay said, "I guess you'll have to sleep next to me then… in this tiny… little… bed…" she suggestively let her fingers wander up his arm, until they reached his neck, where she bend in and planted a butterfly kiss, not before letting her tongue lick him in the ear. She finished off by sucking on his neck so hard, that it must have left a mark.

"That would be nice…" Troy breathed, only focusing on the hot blonde girl in his bed, wanting to share it with him. Well, he wasn't thinking about the fact that his mom and dad would come home and find them there, it was actually… an other part of him which was thinking…

She pulled away from him, "Did you have something I could wear or do I have to sleep naked?"

Troy gulped, "That would be nice, but…"

"But your parents, yeah, I know." Sharpay said. She stood up from the bed and quickly made her way to a dresser, where she roamed through his t-shirts until she found one she wanted to wear. It was a Wildcat Basketball T-shirt, which said Bolton on the back. She turned around and shot him a pouty look, "Can I wear this?"

"Yeah…" Troy said, "Just… yeah. The bathroom is down the hall if you wanna change?"

"I'll just change here!" Sharpay said. She sat down on his chair, and took off her stilettos. She stood up again, and pointed on her back, "Could you sip me down, Troy?"

Troy just nodded, and stood up from his position on the bed. He slowly opened her dress, trying hard not to focus on her bare back, which by the way, made him realize that she soon would be taking all of the dress off, along with her bra, and… he really didn't want to think about that.

"Thanks," Sharpay smiled, turning around to face him. She slid out of her dress, revealing a black lace bra along with a matching thong. She hung the dress over the back of his chair, and turned around to look at him. Just then he realized the bellybutton ring sticking out, and was confused to why he hadn't seen that yesterday, when he… had seen so much else.

Well, of course it was because, yeah… he had been focusing a few inches higher.

He moved backwards until he landed on his bed again, taking in all of her beauty. She really was beautiful. A lot of the guys at school all wanted to get her into sack, because they thought she was hot. They just wanted a one night stand with her, and that was it. They didn't even consider her feelings or anything, and that made him angry now. Though he had to admit… he'd been one of those guys just a few months ago.

But now he realized that he'd been wrong. She wasn't just some hot girl. She was beautiful, and she had feelings too. He had discovered so many things about her in just one week, and he didn't know why he'd never taken the time to get to know her. She was annoying, yes, but that made her who she was. He wouldn't change one single thing about her… And specially not two single things… which was now out in the open since she'd dropped her bra on the floor.

He couldn't stop starring. He wanted to, God he did. But it was so hard. He'd had a good look yesterday, but that wasn't enough. He couldn't get enough. She was amazing, and he could tell that that part of her body was bigger than most of the other girls' at school were.

She'd been giving the right equipment.

What he wouldn't do to just… be with her one time. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help but wish it. And just… touch her. She was so perfect. Her tanned skin, and her sexy body. He couldn't get enough.

"Uhm, Troy…" she said, nodding towards him, "What are you thinking about?"

"You…" Troy breathed, still not moving his eyes away from her breasts, which now came closer as she did the same.

She smiled at him, "Wow… I'm honored."

"What do you mean?" Troy asked, finally looking into her chocolate brown eyes.

She giggled and looked down, placing a hand on his crotch, which was… getting harder. He looked down, quite embarrassed.

"God…" he breathed, getting rosy cheeks.

"You want me to take care of that?" Sharpay asked, slowly undoing his belt. As she reached the buttons of his jeans, she looked up at him, crooking an eyebrow suggestively.

He wasn't quite sure what she meant, though he had an idea. He took a deep breath and slowly nodded his head, yes. Yes, he wanted her to take care of that. She shot him a huge smile, and undid his jeans completely, letting them hit the floor. She removed his boxers too, and leaned down.

And then she did things to him, that he'd only ever imagined. He had never dreamed of it being this way, he had never thought it possible. But Sharpay Evans; she made it possible.

She made everything possible.

Okay, so seriously; tell me if you liked this. Did it get too graphic towards the end? Did I write too many details? Should I stop writing it like that… please tell me, because… well, I'd like to know. I was quite nervous about this chapter, because of the essence of it, so I really hope you liked it. Please leave a review for me, please? And just to make things clear; No, they did NOT sleep together, Sharpay just… took care of his "problem".

And for my dear friend, a rather long quote (but hilarious);

Joey: All right, I'm sorry. Rach I—Rach I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry! Maybe I can make up for it by, taking you roughly in the barn. (Giggles.)

Rachel: All right! Y'know what? That's it! You wanna do it?! Let's do it!

Joey: Huh?

Rachel: (starting to move closer to him) That's right, I wanna do it with you! I've been trying to fight it, but you just said all the right things.

Joey: (nervously backing away) I-I-I-I did? (He puts a stool in front of her.)

Rachel: (moves the stool out of the way) Yeah! Ohh, I've been waitin' so long to get on that body!

Joey: This body? (He backs into the kitchen.)

Rachel: Yeah that's right! Come on Joey; sex me up!

Joey: Hey-hey, you're startin' to sound like the butcher's wife there in-in chapter seven.

Rachel: Oh, come on now, don't keep me waiting. Get those clothes off! But, I would keep that helmet on because you're in for a rough ride! (He backs into the door.)

Joey: I don't want to, I'm scared.

(Rachel walks away, pleased with herself.)

Lol, one of the best Rachel/Joey episodes ever. Tootles ;p