A/N: Chapter 3! Hahaha :D ENJOY!

"Take life's temptations and join in the dance." ~ Tenney Maree

Troy had found Gabriella the next day, and were walking along the deck. "Well Troy, you have talked to me about how great the weather has been, oh and also about sports, but I'm guessing that's not the only reason you came to talk to me?"

Troy sighed, "Well No..I came to thank you for pulling me back." Gabriella smiled gently, "my pleasure." she smiled at him, he looked at her; she looked down at his handbook, she gasped grabbing it, "you draw?" she looked at him, then back at his drawings.

He shrugged, "when I feel like it.. " she smiled, "I draw all the time." she looked down at his drawings taking a seat. "These are amazing Troy.. you have a real gift."

Troy sighed taking a seat beside her, "yeah but your the only one that thinks that-" she shook her head, "you have a gift Troy.. don't hide it from the world." he sighed running his hand through his hair. She went to the next picture and found a sketch of a naked sharpay. Gabriella laughed, shutting it quickly, "I really didn't need to see that." she giggled.

Troy smiled, "yeah, she paid me to draw that.." Gabriella smiled at him, "well, you did a good job, even though it's blondie."

Troy smiled at her, Gabriella looked at him, "maybe you can paint me someday.." she smiled.

Troy chuckled, "I don't think Sharpay will like that very much-which is why it seems so tempting." Gabriella giggled, "well from what I learned in life...take on life's temptations and just...fight against them or grab them by the hand and dance with them."

Troy looked at her, his mind pondering her words in his head; she giggled again, "don't think about it too much...you'll hurt yourself pretty boy." he laughed, pretending to be hurt. "I'm hurt...wounded...that really hurt." she playfully punched his chest, Troy looked in her bag; seeing the corner of what looked like a book. Immediately he assumed it was.."a diary miss Montez?" he yanked it out of the bag, so fast that Gabriella didn't see his hand, "hey!" she yelled, "that's not nice-"

"why you took my handbook...so I'm looking at your diary."

Gabriella giggled, "it's not a diary." she reached for it again, but Troy held it out of her reach and chuckled. "All the more reason to peek inside...all the mystery." She giggled again, jumping up to take it from him but he was taller than she was; so it was a moot effort. "fine...you can peek."

Troy smirked, "why thank you." they sat back down and he opened it, the first on he saw ..well, it looked like him from a distance just leaning on the railing. He looked up at her, "that's me..?" it came out a question.

Gabriella looked down, "yeah well, you were in my light...and..I just draw what I see!" he chuckled, "good likeness." he flipped to the next one, which was a mother, father, and twin babies on their knees. The detail was..."Exquisite.." Gabriella sighed, bringing her knees up to her chest, "Yeah well, they didn't think of them in ol' Paree and Espana."

Troy looked at her, "Paris and Spain?" she nodded, staring vaguely at the sun that was beginning to set over the horizon. Troy looked back at the picture, flipping through them, "you do get around for a po-person of limited-"

"A poor girl. You can say it." he sighed, flipping through the pages again, "you're better than I am at drawing that's for sure...oh my-" he came across a drawing of a naked man. "What is-"

Gabriella giggled, "Paris, there's a lot of people willing to take their clothes off."

Troy chuckled, "did he pay you?" Gabriella laughed, "yeah.. just a little bit."

Troy smiled, "maybe you can draw me someday.." Gabriella rolled her eyes, biting her bottom lip, "I don't just go around drawing naked guys Bolton."

Troy chuckled, "well what's so special about him?" Gabriella smiled, "We had a little fling."

Troy smirked, "ahhh a little summer romance." she giggled, "yeah.. but I found out he was just using me.."

Troy bit his lip, "I'm sorry.. sometimes I feel like..sharpay is using me for my money."

Gabriella looked at him, "Then why be with her? be with someone you love.. who won't use you.. but in my opinion Troy.. you deserve better."

"Thanks," he said, flipping to the last page; it was a picture of an elderly woman, with quizzical eyes and wild hair and a lot of jewelry. Troy looked up at her, Gabriella scooted closer and examined the picture, "she fascinated me...everynight I'd see her in the tavern by the Seine river and she'd be wearing every piece of jewelry she owned, waiting...just waiting for her long lost love."

Troy looked at her, Gabriella was still staring at the picture, "she was called Madame Bijou." He smiled, "well, I think it's you with a gift..." she looked at him, her eyes shining. He nodded, "you see people."

"I see you."

"and?"

"you wouldn't have jumped."

Troy stared at her for the longest moment, their lips coming closer to be connected, but the horn rang for dinner to be close. Troy rubbed his head, "umm I'll see you at dinner..okay?" she nodded, "okay." he smiled, leaving.

Gabriella sighed, she was gonna have to try to be beautiful, to see if she was worth being better then sharpay. She liked Troy a lot, and she had the sneaking suspicion that he felt the same about her; at least, that's what her gut was telling her.

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Troy stood there in his tux, waiting for Gabriella; Sharpay had her arm around another rich guy; who she was secretly sleeping with every night, when she told Troy she was going to go onto the deck, she goes to his room. Troy waited patiently, "come on baby, let's go." he shook his head, "you go on, I'll catch up."

Sharpay rolled her eyes, and walked away with the guy. Gabriella walked down, looking up amazed at the staircase, "wow." she smiled, she had on a beautiful red dress (A/N: Like what Rose had on at the dinner on Titanic) with her hair up in a fancy bun. Troy looked up at her, she smiled at him, walking down the staircase slowly hoping to not trip.

Gabriella had really nothing to wear, but she did have the beautiful red dress that she had made herself for a special event, so it was time to show the dress off. She began walking down the staircase as Troy's eyes never looked away from her, their eyes were connected; she got lost in his eyes. He smiled grabbing her hand, and kissing it. she smiled, and her heart fluttered, she was falling inlove with this guy. He smiled, "Beautiful Dress."

She smiled blushing, "Thanks, I made it myself..actually."

Troy smiled, straightening up and holding out his elbow for her to take. She smiled nervously and wrapped her fingers around the crease; tingles ran up her arm-just like the night she saw him over the railing. "So..." Troy said, looking around and pointing to a couple of rich elders. "Thats Josh Hockley and his wife Vanessa...she's about your age and in delicate condition." He pointed closer, Gabriella squinted to see, "see how's she's trying to hide it."

Gabriella scoffed. Wow, the rich and fabulous really wasn't all that fabulous. Troy looked at her, "thats actually quite the scandal...then there's uh...Madame Rouge; Sharpay adores her, she deisgns 'naughty' bedgowns for women..."

Gabriella smirked, looking where he was pointing. He looked at her again, "nervous?" she bit her lip, "It's different."

She mumbled, Troy chuckled, "Here's a tip, act like you own a gold mine and your in the club." Gabriella giggled, letting Troy lead her to the table where she saw Blondie and some guy sitting together, Blondie smiled, "Troy! Over here! Your friend can sit across from us."

The pair groaned as Troy pulled out her chair for her and moved to sit on the other side of the table. Gabriella fiddled with her fingers in her lap, Sharpay giggled at something muscly dude said and then grabbed Troy's hand as she stared at her.

"So...uh, what did you say your name was again?" was it possible to want to strangle someone so much? "Uh..Gabriella Montez." Gabriella said, admiring the cleanliness of the dining room.

Sharpay sighed, as if processing it in her tiny little blond brain. "And what's the accommodations like in steerage? I hear their very good." Troy frowned, looking at Sharpay in disapproval and then sending Gabriella an apologetic smile. Gabriella giggled, "It's the best I've seen ma'am...hardly to no rats."

Sharpay frowned, Troy chuckled. A chunky woman, dark skinned and sitting next to a lean short haired dark skinned man laughed, "Miss Montez, I'm Taylor Mckessie and this is Zeke...my half brother." Gabriella nodded, making a face of disgust when a spoon of cavier was put on her plate. "uh...what is-"

"It's cavier." Taylor said, "it tastes better than it looks."

Gabriella nodded, gingerly pulling her napkin off the table and pulling the pencil out of her sock; never know when one might need a pencil. "So...how did you come by being on this ship?" asked the guy that was sitting on Sharpay's right side. Gabriella laughed inwardly, "well, right now I'm on the RMS Titanic and after that I'm on God's good humour." everyone looked at her in astonishment, she continued, "however, I got my ticket after a lucky hand at poker."

The elderly women at the table sputtered their drinks, wiped their mouths and started reprimanding her for doing such a unladylike thing. It was the funniest thing she's ever seen. "And how to do you have means to travel?" Sharpay asked, looking at Gabriella as if she were a bug.

The brunette sighed, "You ask a lot of questions don't you Blondie?"

Sharpay gasped, narrowing her eyes and standing up, "you should leave, you don't deserve to be here." Gabriella shrugged, "alright." she slipped out of her chair, "It was great... chatting blondie." Gabriella said with a smirk.

Sharpay groaned sitting back in her seat, the guy grabbed her hand underneath the table; Troy noticed this, and he just really didn't care. Gabriella was walking back, and turned back smiling at him giving him the sign to meet her. he smiled, "I'll be back." He slipped out of his chair following her. when he got up from, he looked at her, she smiled wrapping her arms around his neck, "wanna go to a real party?"