Homeroom

9:30am

"Quite a display you put out there." Troy said with a smirk on his face while sitting down next to Gabriella who was still scowling and pissed.

"Fuck off." Gabriella said through gritted teeth while she was looking at the door waiting for the teacher to walk in so the irritating teenage boy would stop talking to her.

"Is that really necessary?" Troy said amusingly. "I might go away if you give me your number."

"Yea, like that's likely to happen." Gabriella said sarcastically with a smile tugging at her lips. She didn't want to admit it, but she liked the attention Troy was giving her. She played it off by not looking at him and pretending to read a book. She created a wall with her hair so he couldn't see her face. "Bridget told me all about you. I'm not interested in a perverted jerk."

Troy used his hand to brush her hair behind her ear so he could see her face. "You shouldn't believe everything you hear."

Gabriella looked up at Troy and sighed. "Give me one good reason why I should give you a chance?" She raised an eyebrow and looked him in the eye.

"Because, I can make you feel good." Troy said while grabbing her hand and kissing it. He kept her hand in his and massaged it with his thumb moving in circles.

Gabriella flipped her hair softly and got really close to his face—as if to kiss him—and looked him in the eyes. "No." Gabriella turned around and got her things. She stood up and moved to the back of the room just as the teacher walked in.

"Sorry, students. Please excuse my tardiness. I will now take attendance. Jeffrey Brandon?"

"Here."

"Kirsten Brown?"

"Here."

10am

" Hey, Gabby. What's up?" Bridget said happily while hopping into step with Gabriella.

"You're happy."Gabriella stated nonchalantly. "What happened to you while you left me alone with Troy?" She stopped and turned toward Bridget with an eyebrow raised.

"Oh. I skipped." Bridget bit her bottom lip. "I'm sorry. I was going to ask you f you wanted to too, but Jason and I started making out so I forgot." Her expression changed to that of a four-year-old who was being scolded for stealing cookies from the cookie jar.

Gabriella rolled her eyes and began walking again, Bridget joining her also. "Well you should know; he asked for my number."

"Really? You refused, right?" Bridget opened the door of their first period and held it open for Gabriella.

"Yes, of course." Gabriella said while nodding a 'thanks'. "So where's this Jason guy? And wasn't he just sick? You shouldn't be kissing him. Watch you get mono."

"Shut up. You sound like a mom."

"I'm just saying." They both sat down and faced the front of the room where Mr. Reynolds was going over the rest of his lesson plans. "Georgia called me last night and threatened me."

"What? Why?" Bridget said in surprise while leaning towards Gabriella to hear her better.

"Yeah, she told me to stay away from Troy. But, it's not me she needs to worry about. Troy's the one hitting on me. I'm surprised he didn't walk me to class again."

"Before first period, he gets Whorgia to give him a blowjob. It's quite pathetic how she's willing to do anything to get his attention."

"Yeah, it's sad."

"Hey, ladies." Troy said while walking by them with a grin on his face and winking at Gabriella.

Gabriella rolled her eyes and looked at Bridget. "So how do you know so much about Troy and his whereabouts?"

Bridget avoided eye contact with her and laughed nervously. "Everyone knows. It's no big deal." She opened her geometry book and began looking through it with false interest.

"Ok…" Gabriella said in a suspicious tone. She took out her notebook and began working on the warm-up.

Lunch

1:20pm

"Georgia! Get your ass over here!" Troy yelled menacingly.

Georgia walked briskly over to Troy with pretend carelessness. "I'm coming! Don't yell at me!"

"Whatever. What's your cousin doing? She's brainwashing the new girl." Troy said angrily.

Georgia looked at her fingernails. "Look, I don't even talk to Bridget anymore. You and I both know she's hated the both of us since you replaced her with me."

Troy rolled his eyes. "Well, fix it!"

"How the hell am I supposed to do that?"

"Make amends. Apologize. I don't care. But, I want Gabriella Montez and I'm going to get her one way or another. Don't make me do something drastic."

"Why do you need her when you have me? I do anything you ask me to, why isn't that enough?"

"Because easy is boring. I only deal with you because it keeps me busy."

"You're a dick."

"That's why you love me." Troy pulled her into a kiss, but denied Georgia's permission for her tongue to enter his mouth when she licked his bottom lip. He pulled away and grabbed her hand. "I'm taking you out to lunch."

It's times like these that confused Georgia. She loved the intimate moments—though they were rare—but hated the often times he would disrespect and take advantage of her. She did ask for all this when she stole him away from her cousin, however, and she refuses to admit to Bridget that she was right. But, at the end of the day, she convinced herself it was all worth it because she loved him.

"Oh, Red Lobster?"

"No." He scoffed. "McDonald's." Troy kept a hold of her hand and they began walking towards the exit.

"There goes the whore duo." Bridget said in disgust. "There probably going to McDonald's for the fiftieth time."

"Why do you care so much?" Gabriella asked once more.

"I—I don't." She stammered nervously. She then caught sight of her boyfriend and beamed. "Jason!" She ran over to him and jumped in his arms.

"'Whoa! What's gotten into you?" The surprised, shaggy-haired teenage boy asked while catching her.

"Nothing. There's someone I want you to meet. Come on."

"Ok."

Bridget held his hand and directed him towards Gabriella who was looking through her purse. "Jason, I'd like you to meet, Gabriella."

"Oh, the new girl. I'm Jason." He held his hand out for her to shake.

"I know." Gabriella said with a smile as she shook his hand. She checked him out and was pleased at her friend's good taste. He had nice chiseled muscles that were apparent under his green polo shirt and tan Bermuda shorts. His hair was dark and nicely cute, his eyes were bright blue and they matched his blue and white tennis shoes. "You're cute." Gabriella said out loud accidently. "I mean, nice shoes."

He chuckled. "Thanks. You're hot, too." He finished with a smile. "I mean, you're shoes." He winked playfully.

She giggled. "Bridget, you better watch out, he's a flirt." She said, unaware that she still had his hand in hers.

"Yeah, well you guys can release hands now." Bridget said with annoyance as she started at the two who were blatantly flirting.

"Oh. Right." They said at the same time as they let go of each other's hands. They looked at each other and laughed softly.

Bridget had a weird expression on her face as she watched the two. She felt like she was going through déjà vu of the Christmas party when her cousin moved here and Bridget introduced Georgia to Troy. "Well, let's go eat, guys." She said with forced cheeriness.

They walked into the cafeteria and got in line to get their food. After, they sat down at the table Bridget and Gabriella sat at the other day.

"So, Jason, do you play any sports?" Gabriella asked after taking a bite of her sub sandwich and a sip of her Sprite.

"Yeah, baseball." He said before taking a large bite of his hot dog.

"Cool. I thought jocks screwed anything with legs?" Gabriella asked curiously while eyeing Bridget who was looking at her Italian salad intently and silently, nibbling on it occasionally.

"Well, Bridget has legs. Besides, I'm not Troy. I don't dump her right after and leave her to find her own way home." Jason said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, he takes me home, waits a whole 24 hours to call me, then takes me on a date a week later. It's a nice cycle I like to go through." Bridget said still looking intently at her salad.

"Um, ok." Gabriella said with uncertainty. She finished her sub sandwich in silence before making another attempt at conversation. "So, Jason, do you have classes with us?"

"No. But, I do have free period with you guys. My favorite time of the day." He said while smiling at Bridget who returned it weakly.

"How long have you guys been dating?" Gabriella asked.

"All summer." Jason stated after finishing his hot dog. "We met at a pool party." He said while remembering Bridget in the sexiest bikini he's ever seen.

"How did you meet your boyfriend, Gabs?" Bridget said a little aggressively. She still had half her salad sitting on her plate untouched.

"My friend's birthday party. He was her cousin." She said matter-of-factly and sighed.

"You miss him?" Jason asked.

"Yeah, I do. I shouldn't, after all, we aren't together anymore. It doesn't make sense to miss him." She said ruefully.

Jason looked at her with a sympathetic look on his handsome features and gave her a reassuring smile. "Well you guys just broke up and I'm sure you'll find someone new. You'll be fine."

"Thanks." She smiled and stood up to dump her empty tray and soda can.

"I'll take it." Jason said while standing up also with his empty tray and taking Gabriella's.

Gabriella smiled and sat back down. "Thanks."

"Jason, I'm done, too." Bridget called after him.

"No, you're not. Finish that salad." He called back over his shoulder.

Bridget pouted and began nibbling once more.

"So, you want to come over my house later. We have a swimming pool, it'll be fun." Gabriella said cheerfully.

"I'm busy. And so is my boyfriend, so don't even think about asking him." Bridget said quickly while sneering at her and getting up to dump her tray.

Gabriella eyed Bridget carefully. She supposed that she should've expected jealousy, but she didn't think she was doing anything wrong. She felt it best to avoid Bridget and her flirtatious boyfriend for a while and make other new friends. She felt it'd be easier on Bridget and she won't begin to resent Gabriella for any extra attention Jason might give her.

Free Period

3:00pm

"Gabriella." A high-pitched voice called from behind.

Gabriella turned around and tried to keep her mind free of expectations when she saw Georgia standing walking up to her at a fast pace. Considering the black miniskirt she was wearing, it didn't seem like a good idea for her to be doing so no matter how hard she tried to hold it down. Gabriella was surprised she even had the decency to do so. Gabriella was hesitant to answer the light brunette. "Um, hi, Georgia."

"So, what's up?" She asked casually.

"Um, not much." Gabriella said with a confused expression on her face. She began walking away, but realized Georgia followed along with her.

"So, we both have free period together. What do you want to do? We could go to the teacher's lounge—teacher's love me—we could leave since it's the last period of the day, or we could—"

"Wait, wait, and wait. I'm sorry," Gabriella started while holding her hand up and stopping. "Don't you hate me or something? I specifically remember you threatening me other day."

"Oh, well, I decided that you don't need an enemy on your first day, so I'll try to get to know you first and offer a few suggestions."

"Um, ok. So what now?"

"Well, we could go outside and relax."

"Ok."

A few minutes later, they're outside sitting at a table facing each other and their books and bags are on top of the table.

"So, what's your favorite color?" Bridget decided to start off their conversation with.

"Light blue." Gabriella responded.

"Cool. That's the color of Troy's eyes." She said while smiling.

"Um, yea, I've noticed." She said. Who wouldn't notice those, they're so piercing, Gabriella thought.

"So, what's your favorite sport?"

"Um, I don't know—,"

"Troy plays basketball. He's really good."

"Um, that's nice."

"Yeah," Georgia sighed. "He's good at a lot of things." She said dreamily which made Gabriella even more uncomfortable.

"Um, are you going to mention Troy every time I answer a question?" Gabriella asked uncomfortably. "Actually, what goes on between you and Troy? I've heard a lot of stuff and I hate rumors." Gabriella said while resting her elbow on the table and leaning her head against her propped up fist.

"Well, since you know Bridget, everything she's told you is a lie. I don't fuck him on a daily basis."

"Really?" Gabriella said while raising her eyebrows in interest.

"No! Technically it's making love and I hate when people use that word." Georgia said while flipping her hair and taking her nail file out.

"Um, ok." Gabriella said, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. "Well, do you guys even date, or are you just a booty call?" Gabriella tried to ask without trying to offend Georgia.

"I, um, screw you. I'm not answering that question." Georgia said while filing her nails viciously.

"It's not my fault you can't face facts." Gabriella mumbled.

"Bitch." Georgia stood up and grabbed her things.

"What do you even see in him?" Gabriella asked annoyed.

Georgia stopped and looked at Gabriella. "I love him." She said while casting her eyes downward and walking away.

Gabriella shook her head and got her things. She decided to spend the rest of her free period studying—which was really what the period was for—and headed for the library.

Hope you liked it! Peace ^_^