Troy was sitting with Chad and Andrew, "So, Sharpay is making me wear this hidious pink sash for the sweethearts dance." Chad chuckled, "Dude, do you know how gay you're going to look?" Andrew glared at him, "Thank you so much." Chad nodded, "No problem buddy." Then Coach Bolton came in, "Troy.. can I talk to you for a moment."
Troy looked at him then at his two best friends, "Guys I'll be right back." Troy walked towards Jack, crossing his arms, "what?" "Listen, I know we have our differences and stuff, but the game this friday night, I don't think Gabriella should come to it."
Troy narrowed his eyes, "And why the hell not?" "Cause she's a distraction Troy. you can't be distracted or we can't win-" "Winning isn't everything.. I need my girl there-" "You either don't bring her, or you forfeit the game... I'm sorry.." he said.
Troy watched as his 'father' walked away. he bit his lip, walking up to him, "you know what?" Jack turned only half way, but Troy turned him around all the way and his fist met Jack's nose in a bloody kiss. Knocking Jack on his ass.
Troy glared at him, "I won't be there friday night.. as a matter of fact." he picked up a basketball and threw it against the wall, "I Quit!" and he walked away from him. Andrew and Chad looked at him shocked with their mouths hanging down low.
Troy pushed opened the door and running his hands through his hair. "You make me feel like I'm losing my virginity." Troy's eyes turned to find Gabriella walking towards him singing, "the first time, every time when your touching me,I'll make you bloom like a flower that you've never seen, under the sun we are one buzzing energy."
She grabbed his hands, "Let's pollinate to create our family tree, this evolution with you comes naturally, some call it science, we call it chemistry,this is the story of the birds and the bee's." she ran a hand through his hair, "You give me that hummingbird heartbeat, spread my wings and make me fly, the taste of you're honey is so sweet, when you give me that hummingbird heartbeat, hummingbird heartbeat."
Troy leaned his forehead against hers, cupping her cheeks, "I love you're singing voice." Gabriella smiled, "Baby, what's wrong? I saw you push your dad down, what happened?"
He shook his head, "nothing..." his voice was soft, she sighed, "Troy, please I know you-" He shook his head, turning away because he hates to let any tears fall in front of any body but his mother.
"I'm-I'm fine..." his voice was hoarse. "You're crying aren't you?" Troy suffocated a small sniffle, "I don't know why he hates you.." he whispered, more to himself than Gabriella. "Troy-" "I quit the team."
Gabriella looked at him, "Troy-" he shook his head crashing his lips on hers, pushing her gently on the wall, kissing her passionately. Gabriella placed her hand on his jersey playing with it. Gabriella pulled away, "Troy..you shouldn't of-" he shook his head, "No.. He..he was making mad.. he..he was making me choose between you and the game.." Gabriella ran her hands through his hair, "Troy basketball is important to you-"
"Your'e more important ot me...Brie, I'm so inlove with you it hurts, I'm so inlove with you I can't even be apart from you longer then a few minutes everyday, I just wanna be with you...you're mine, forever and always."
Gabriella had tears in her eyes from his words, "Oh Troy..." she kissed his lips, she sniffled, "Forever isn't long enough." she giggled.
Troy leaned his forehead on hers, "I quit the team." he repeated, Gabriella sighed, "you shouldn't have though...you love basketball." "I love you." "what about your scholarhsip...?" "I don't need it." Gabriella sighed, "how are you going to get into college?" "I'll get a job...pay for it myself, financial aid. I just..I can't be on a team where my dad is the coach."
Gabriella cupped his cheeks, "Troy I know that you and him are not getting along, but you can't let him control your life..you love basketball.." "Brie, If I stay on the team, his going to be bad mouthing you, and I'm going to end up killing him."
Gabriella sighed, "Troy..you need that scholarship, you've worked to hard to give up now." Troy sighed leaning his forehead on hers, "I just.. I don't wanna lose you, I don't want him to push you away from me." she smiled, "Hey." she tilted his chin, "I'm not going anywhere. he doesn't scare me...get your butt back in the gym... for me.. please?" she gave him the puppy dog eyes, and the lip.
"I don't feel like playing basketball today..." Gabriella sighed, "Troy-" "I mean it, I don't feel like playing." Gabriella shook her head, "want to go for a walk.." Troy smiled, "and skip school?" gabriella bit her lip, "Yeah, I hear walking is theraputic."
Troy chuckled, "I'd love too." Gabriella grabbed his hand; interlacing their fingers together. "Know how to sneak out with out being noticed?" Troy smirked, "I may have...cut school once or twice."
She raised a brow, Troy laughed, "fine ...maybe four times." "Four?" "Five." "Five?" "Okay! Fine!" Troy laughed, "Six, I cut school six times...but don't tell my mom."
Gabriella giggled, "And what was so important that you had to quit school." Troy smiled, "It was that week you were sick with the flu.. and I came and sat with you and I didn't get sick cause I had my flu shots." Gabriella glared at him, "You lucky bastard." Troy chuckled, "Come on.. let's go."
**Home Is Where The Heart Is**
Gabriella and Troy walked into her house. her parents were gone, and Andrew was of course at school. Gabriella giggled as Troy lifted her up, and she wrapped her leg around his waist. he pushed her up against the wall kissing her passionately and hungerly. his lips traveled down to her collarbone. "Oh!" she moaned.
He kissed her more hungerly, his teeth biting gently on her bottom lip. Gabriella moaned as she slipped off his shirt, and threw it on the floor. He growled as he turned around pushing her up against the fridge, and traveling his hand up her shirt to unhook her bra and it fell on the floor. Gabriella pulled away from him, pulling the string on her shirt.
Troy smiled taking off her shirt, and crashing his lips against hers. Gabriella wrapped her arms around him. He carried her over next to the counter, and she unbuckled his belt and he pulled off his jeans and boxers.
Gabriella smiled, "Let's move this to the shower." he nodded smirking and he carried her into the bathroom
He pushed her against the shower wall. the hot water pouring down on them, the glass becoming foggy, and Troy pushed her up against the glass interlocking his fingers with hers and kissing her all over.
The water made their skin slick and knotted their hair; making it stick to their bodies. Troy explored her body with his hands, his fingers drawing patterns on her wet skin, they were standing up, and Troy thrust into her; making her jump slightly, but then she moaned in pure pleasure. "Oh...Troy.,.." another thrust.
She dug her nails in his back "hmm...Troy that feels..hmm so good.." he kissed her neck; down to her breasts, where he took her left nipple in his mouth and teased the other one with his fingers. She lulled her head back against the shower wall; letting him tease her until she was nothing but a mass of wet, hot sexual frenzy.
Gabriella moaned as he pumped in faster and faster into her. Gabriella moaned, "Good..Oh Great! Oh!" she moaned as he went faster. "Troy don't stop! just don't stop!" he moaned, "Oh Brie!" Gabriella ran her fingers through his hair, "Troy just stop..stay like this for a bit." he nodded breathing heavy, leaning his forehead on hers.
The water was pouring down on them, and she smiled at him, and cupped his cheek and traced his ear, "why do you make me feel this way?"
He smiled, "I can ask you the same question..." he kissed her cheek, his thumbs tracing circles on her hips. She moaned lightly, "The things you do..." he chuckled, "I disagree.." she looks at him with raised brows, he smirks, kissing her neck as he slowly lowers himself onto his knees, "it's what you do to me..that makes me do the things I do."
Gabriella giggled, "that makes no sense.." Troy laughed, "it makes perfect sense to me." it was in that moment that he attacked her soaking wetness with his lips; nipping and sucking and swirling his tongue about.
Her stomach tied itself in a knot and flip flopped on it's self, she arched as much of her back as she could and bucked her hips against his mouth. "Oh...Troy.." who thought that a tongue could be used this way?
Troy smirked, his tongue traveling along her skin and back up to her neck and began kissing and sucking on the skin. Gabriella moaned, "Troy.." she pulled away giggling, and kissing him on the nose, "We should get out, my parents will probably be back soon."
Troy nodded, and turned off the water in the shower. Gabriella opened the glass door, and grabbed a towel off the rack giving him one, then her. she wrapped it around her and looked in the mirror fixing her hair.
Troy wrapped his arms around her, "You're so beautiful." Gabriella smiled looking at him through the mirror, "You have a pair of clean clothes here in the closet." she said putting on some mascara then lip gloss.
Troy smiled, when he walked to the closet he pulled out a pair of dark wash jeans and a grey t-shirt with a hood. He smiled, "My favourite outfit." Gabriella giggled, walking over to him, "you left it here...when - I believe - you and Andrew and your 'basketball buddies' were camping in the backyard and you got 'skunkified'."
Troy rolled his eyes, "lucky for you to remember that." Gabriella giggled, "well I better remember it, whose the one who poured tomato juice all over your head?" Troy laughed, "you liked it. Admit it." She smiled, giggling when he kissed her neck. "Troy I..I need to get dressed." Her phone rang. "My phone's ringing." "Fine..." Troy whispered into her skin, "but you owe me.." she smirked devilishly, "I know I do." he chuckled, pecking her lips softly and walking into the bathroom to get changed.
She smiled hugely, grabbing her phone, seeing the caller ID screen and answering, "Hey bio-dad." she greets, Greg laughs on the other end. "Gabriella, what are you doing?" "Oh uh...just relaxing. At home." "it's...2:30...shouldn't you be in your last class?"
Her eyes widened, "Uh...well, I would be...but Troy got sick and I had to take him home. He didn't want me to leave." Greg pursed his lips, "Well, anyway," Gabriella said, "what are you doing? Coming over?" Greg laughed, "No...but thanks for asking, I'm uh...I'm actually running an important errand."
"What is it?" "A surprise." Gabriella smiled into the phone, pulling on her underwear and her skinny jeans with her bra. "What is it-" "Sweetie, I'm here...I'll call you when I have an update on it." "Kay bio-dad, love you." Greg smiled through the phone, "Love you too." They hung up.
Greg tightened his grip on his steering wheel, looking at the house that is where his...well, where she lived. He needed answers, and he wanted them. Today was the day that he's going to get them.
Gabriella was putting on eye liner and Troy walked in, "Take that gunk off you're face." Gabriella giggled, "Troy.." she put it down on the counter grabbing her grey long sleeve shirt and slipping it on over her.
He grabbed her by the waist, "You're naturally beautiful.. don't hide it with that gunk.." Gabriella smiled, kissing his lips, "You always know what to say." he smiled, "So who were you on the phone with?" Gabriella giggled, "My dad.. he was just checking up on me." Troy nodded, Gabriella looked at him, "Troy, have you thought about going back on the team?"
He sighed grabbing her hand, "Brie.. I..I don't know-" she shook her head, "come on please go back.. you've worked so hard." "Brie, I don't want too-" she crossed her arms, "Fine.. you leave me no choice." he looked at her, "Brie..come on, not that-" "No sex.. nothing.." she said.
TGTGTGTGTG
Greg knocked on the door, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he looked around. It's a quaint neighborhood. He blows out some air, running a hand through his hair, and then the door opens. "Rosa-uhm..you're not her." A young boy, 11 years old, shakes his head. "That's my mom." "Uh...can I see her?" "Who are you?" resentment. A lot of it; just in this one boy. Greg clears his throat, "Say...I'm an old friend." The little boy nods, "MOMMMM!" he screams, "She's coming." Greg nods, standing up straight as Rosalee comes to the door.
She widens her eyes. "Greg...what the fucking hell are you-" "Why'd you say I died? Why did you tell OUR DAUGHTER that she was a mistake?" Rosalee stepped out onto the porch, shutting the door behind her. "Because she is!" She hissed, "so you think that what we did was a mistake?" "You were drunk. I was high. Of course it was-" "No child is a mistake Rosa." He said, using her old nickname.
She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose; squeezing her eyes shut. "I can't deal with this right now...look Greg, it's oh so lovely to see you again-" "Just talk to her." "What?" "Talk to her. Gabriella. Our daughter." Rosalee shook her head, "No. I can't." "You can't?" what the- Rosalee turned to go into the house, her hand on the knob. He grabbed her shoulder gently, "What do you mean 'you can't'?"
Biting her lip, she turned only her head to see him over her shoulder. "I just...I just can't." "Why?" "Because." "That's not a reason." "Go-" she whirled around, staring him down with a glare, "I don't have to tell you! What are you? A cop?!" Greg sighed, "It's just a question-" "Leave!" "No..not until you tell me."
She pointed toward his car, "Leave! NOW!" her voice is raised and screeching, he shook his head. "Nope. Tell me-" "Damn it!" she yelled, shoving at him, "You want to know? I'm dying! Okay! I have..I have HIV and I'm dying okay?! Maybe I don't want to talk to Gabriella cause I don't want the judgement! Now...LEAVE!" With one great shove, she pushed him on to the grass; he fell on his backside and she retreated back inside to her house where her son's are.
TGTGTGTGTG
Troy was sitting in the kitchen, and Gabriella was fixing some Spaghetti up. Gabriella put his plate infront of him and he smiled at her, "You make amazing spaghetti." Gabriella giggled, "Why thank you sir." she giggled, and he took a bite, "You know, this doesn't taste right, we need to add something in it?"
Gabriella raised a brow, "What is it missing?' Troy smiled lifting up a noodle, "This." he put one end in his mouth, and Gabriella giggled putting the other end in hers and they slurped it until their lips met and she pecked his lips lightly. Gabriella giggled, "You don't know how much I love you.."
Rosalee sighed, "Just leave Greg-" "No!-" she shook her head opening the door wide open, "I don't wanna be in Gabriella's life.. it's too late, and you shouldn't try too either.." Greg crossed his arms, "She's my daughter-"
"She has a family-" "I'm her family.." Rosalee sighed, "You do whatever you want, I don't want any part of it.. just..just leave me alone, okay?" and she shut the door. he sighed looking down scratching the back of his neck, and going to his car.