Eeeek! Sorry guys, my internet has been down for aaaaaages! I've finally managed to get it working, so the next chapter should come along quickly! Sorry for the shortness of this one, but I'll post more really soon. Thanks to everyone who reviewed!! :D Hope you like this chapter, it's kinda just a filler before i get to the actual pairings, anyway, read and review! :D
Sharpay swallowed down the knot in her throat as she crossed the glass doors of the hotel, stepping into the outer pool complex. She hadn't had a chance to explore yet; and though making an entrance alone was usually a delight for her, the unfamiliarity of the place overpowered her confidence. Or at least, that's what she put the sudden attack of nerves down to. That and the earlier… encounter with a certain basketball-star-turn-poolside-god.
"Troy! Stop it! You're soaking my book!" giggled a voice from not far ahead, which made Sharpay's ears twitch.
She turned in front of a marble-topped pool bar, taking a second to approve of the gold lining around it, and stopped as a face matched the irritating sound she could still hear. She rolled her eyes. Sitting at a table with a large parasol, Gabriella was twirling a finger around a strand of hair, facing the boy hovering above her - a very wet boy minus one tight white t-shirt, with one great tan shown off in the sun.
Sharpay didn't allow herself more than a glance of muscle before forcing her legs into motion again, fearing they would melt. She put the image of Gabriella's face so close to Troy's out of her head, and marched past the couple, through the crowd of Wildcats, straight to the water.
No one had looked up when she appeared from behind the bar, and she couldn't see Ryan anywhere, but she was wearing her skimpiest bikini, (deciding to change for the third time after the incident with Troy) and an entrance had to be made.
With a huge splash, and a dive which was more "spur-of-the-moment" than "magic moment" (luckily, most people only looked up after she dived) she stole the attention she wanted; all heads turned to the pool. And most importantly, Troy's head had removed itself from Gabby's lips. Job well done.
What the…? Troy like the rest of them hadn't seen what had fallen into the water, but judging by the spray which hit him, he guessed it was probably a blue whale.
Little did he think how far his mouth would drop when first a head of shiny blonde hair emerged… Oh…then two petite shoulders… my… and finally a tight, pink, low cut bikini-clad torso…god!!
He sharply averted his eyes, knowing full well that in his case, the bikini really did leave little to his imagination. He coloured and reached for Gabriella's iced tea, first pressing the glass onto his face, and then taking a long, steady gulp.
"Hey," his girlfriend nudged his arm, "get your own!"
"I'd certainly like to get my own," Zeke mumbled; a group of the guys had rushed to the tables to escape the splash, and were now all focused on it's cause.
"I'd like to get my own one of those," he nudged his head toward Sharpay.
Troy spat out the drink in his mouth, choking on an ice-cube. Only Gabriella turned to pat his back; the boys remained entranced.
"Was she moving in slow motion for you too?" Jason sighed.
Zeke began to nod along, but with a mocking "are you crazy?!" from Chad, the fog lifted as suddenly as it had settled, and the Wildcats remembered who they were
talking about. The ice queen only ever moved quickly. Though she always had a knack for parting the waves…