Hello my loyal, no not loyal, royal readers. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't writing up these stories. Anyway, I would like to take some time to tell about where I stand at my stories and at what other projects I've got going on.

With my stories, the ones I have out are the ones I'm solely going to focus on, but I have a Troyella that I'm writing in times when I'm stumped. It's based off a book called "Bound" and hopefully in about a couple weeks, it'll be coming out. This one is going to be slightly different than what I normally do. It's going to focus on the tradition of the Chinese culture of binding the girl's feet and how painful it is. Gabriella refuses to get them bound, so she is basically bound to be neglected and die alone, but what happens when a certain someone starts taking a liking to her? Well, like I've said, I hope to have this story out soon.

Some of you may have read my other story "How Can They Not Tell" right? Well, the sequel to that is coming out soon, just as soon as I finish the video sequel to it that I have on youtube. Oh, little advertising bit, I have a youtube account and if you want to check out some of my Troyella/Zanessa vids, check my profile, I'll have it up soon.

Last thing, I'm thinking of changing my penname into something a bit more original. So soon, my penname is going to be: kittyKAT. I'm just telling you all now, so you don't find a new chapter by this person and go 'Who the heck is this?'

Umm, I think that is everything, so on with the story!

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Letting out a quiet moan, Gabriella rolled over to her other side, swinging her arm around only to hit the pillow of her beau's unmade side of the bed. Her hand groped around for Troy's chest, but he wasn't there. She opened one eye and saw that Troy had gotten up early. Cuddling the blanket closer to face, Gabriella flipped over to look at the time, 8:50 am, and noticed a sticky note addressed to her in Troy's handwriting.

Good morning beautiful!

I'm sorry I can't be there to tell you how gorgeous you look with your bedhead, but Chad and I had to go somewhere. I don't think that we'll tbe back till later tonight, so don't wait up for me at all today. I can't believe our special day is coming up in about three months. Three months and then we're Mr. and Mrs. Bolton...and you're all mine. Ha, ha. Well, I better let you go and take your shower and let you get ready to meet Sharpay and Taylor.

I'm Forever Yours,

Troy Bolton

Gabriella sat up, smiling. He was right, it was only three months till the wedding, three months until they were going to be Mr. and Mrs. Bolton. It was also a three month long wait for Troy, but Gabriella knew that he was able to restraint himself until then. She would know, she tested him last night.

Flashback
They arrived home last night, joyous at the fact that they had made over $1000 more than their goal. Troy picked up Gabriella bridal style and carried her upstairs to their bedroom. He plopped her on the bed and kissed her passionately, which Gabriella didn't hesitate to return.

"Troy!" she squealed as he started tickling her, "Come on! Let me get changed!"

"Why?" he stopped tickling her, "You look so beautiful in that dress."

"But we need rest and I can't sleep in this thing. I've got to see Sharpay tomorrow about my wedding gown," she answered, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him a peck on the lips.

"Okay, okay. You may go get changed, Ms. Montez," Troy paused, "Just think about it. In three months, I'll be able to call you Mrs. Bolton. I'll be able to call you my wife."

"Three months," Gabriella stood up, pulled some old clothes out of the drawer, and rushed into the bathroom. When she came out, she continued where she left off, "Will they be short ones or long ones?"

"I'm thinking it'll be too long for me," Troy whispered lustily. She watched her hips swing as she walked over to the bed and jumped on, her hair bouncing upon her shoulders. "She's the only person who can make old clothes look so sexy," he thought, watching her settle into the blankets.

"Troy, aren't you coming in?" Gabriella asked, her head propped on her hand.

"Oh yeah," he said, shaking his head to come back to reality. He stripped off his shirt and dress pants and slid in right next to Gabriella. He watched as she smiled at him, lust and desire pulling at his heart, slowly taking over all his senses. He wanted Gabriella so bad, he wanted her right now, right there.

"Good night Troy."

Gabriella reached over and kissed him good night. Troy returned it, but this time, he didn't let her go. He enclosed his arms around her, pulling her closer to him, pressing her body against his. Gabriella brought her hand up to his face, tracing the outline of his defined cheek, drawing circles. Slowly, her hands encased his back, her nails gently digging into his skin, causing him to want her more. Troy reached over and turned out the desk lamp and his hands went back to wandering her body, learning of her womanly curves.

Gabriella pulled back and started tenderly placing kisses on Troy's neck, her hands now working on his chest. Her legs brushed against his, triggering his hunger for her grow. She purred alluringly and let a giggle escape from her lips.

Inside, all his senses were screaming for him to make love to Gabriella, screaming for him to be inside her. She was trapping him, teasing him with her actions, igniting a fire within him. She was the only person who could do this to him. Leisurely, his hands continued traveling the contours of her body. They journeyed underneath her shirt and found the clasp of her bra.

Gabriella relaxed her kissing on Troy, testing whether he would keep to his word. She didn't stop him, but he felt him struggle with the strap. Then he let go and turned to his side, turning away from Gabriella.

"I'm sorry Gabriella. I-I-I just couldn't help myself," he said, not looking at her, "I couldn't control myself. I don't deserve to sleep in this room tonight. I'll get out." He started getting up, but Gabriella grabbed his arm.

"Troy, I'm very proud of you," she stated, kissing his hand, coaxing him to stay, "You kept your word, you stop yourself before getting too far. Plus, it really wasn't entirely your fault. I have to take some of the blame too. I shouldn't have seduced you, but I wanted to see what you would do. And you did the right thing."

Troy returned to his spot on the bed, kissing Gabriella on her forehead. "Can you forgive me?"

"Maybe, if you didn't miss," she playfully suggested.

He gave her an intense kiss and chuckled. "Now do you forgive me?"

"I don't know. I couldn't tell if you were being serious in that kiss," Gabriella teased.

"You're going to forgive me or you're going to have a special appointment with the Tickle Monster," growled Troy jokingly.

"Okay, okay," Gabriella surrendered as Troy's fingers grazed against the skin of her stomach, "I forgive you."

"Good." He dropped his hands around her waist and pulled her into his arms, placing another kiss on the top of her head. "Good night Gabi."

"Good night Troy." Within minutes, the two were asleep.
End Flashback

Gabriella got up and walked into the bathroom. She started the shower water and hopped in, feeling the warm water run along her back.

With Troy and Chad
"Chad, how do you think this one fits?" Troy asked, walking out of the changing room, wearing a black tuxedo with a white dress shirt and gray vest. He traveled over to the 3-view mirror and looked at his reflection.

"Eh, I think it's okay...try something in white," Chad suggested, sitting lazily on the chair, picking at his fingernails, an unhealthy habit of his. Taylor is always trying to convince him to stop it, but Chad can't seem to break it.

"Alright," Troy simply replied. He searched through the pile he had chosen to try on. Soon, something caught his eye. A white tux with a white dress shirt underneath, a bright blue vest with a stripped blue tie. Holding it up, Troy journeyed back into the changing room.

Chad watched his friend in awe. He had witnessed a miracle. Who knew that a brainic with a love for singing would cause him to act this way? He had known Troy for years and he was never this concerned about any event other than the basketball games they had.

Again, Troy walked out the changing room, adjusting the collar of the shirt. "How does this look?" he asked.

"I approve!" Chad replied, "White's definately your color. I wonder what Gabriella will think."

"What I wonder is what her wedding dress will look like? No matter what, she'll look gorgeous," Troy answered, pulling at the vest, making sure that it was a good fit.

With Gabriella, Sharpay, and Taylor
"Sharpay, have you started with any ideas on the dress yet?" Gabriella asked as she, Sharpay, and Taylor indulged themselves with Chinese food.

"Actually, Gabi, I've started with some sketches...would you like to see?" she said, slurping a noodle into her mouth in a very unlady-like fashion.

"Oh, oh!" Taylor exclaimed, "I want to see!"

"Yeah, I want to take a look," Gabriella responded, placing down her chopsticks.

Shrapay dug into her purse, looking for her sketchpad until finally pulling it out. "Here's what I have so far. I know it's not a lot, but that's what I've gotten so far."

"Sharpay, if this isn't a lot, than what is?" Gabriella pulled out at least 2 dozen different sketches. Taylor had moved next to her to look.

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What do you guys think of this chapter? I have a question: What should Gabriella's wedding dress look like? I'm having a difficult time picking just one dress. Do you guys have any preferences? Please send in answers to the following questions along with your reviews!

Color: A) White or B) Peach or C) Yellow or D) Other
Should it be: A) Traditional or B) Unique

Style: A) Puffy like a Cinderella Gown or B) Cascading

Sleeves: Yes or No
If Yes, A) Long or B) Short
If No, A) Strapless or B) Just a Sleeveless Gown

Also, if you're wondering what Troy's tux looks like, check my profile. In my opinion, he should be in white because it makes him look like an angel. I mean, just check out the new HSM2 site.

That's all I can think of! Please send in some opinions! I'm stumped on which dress to pick! It would be very helpful

With much love,
KAT