Omg omg omg omg!!! I did it!!! I finally worte a new chapter yay me!!!! (I probably get more excited about posting this than my readers do, but whatever). I am soooooooooooooooooooooo sorry that I haven't updated for sooooooooooooo long, but I couldn't think of anything and I've been stressing about home/school stuff plus about writing my much requested sequel to 'I wanna Love You' which i don't think i'm capable of writing (Tigger (you know who you are) I'm still remember your dare, I'm working on it... kinda). Anyway, here this is, and it's kinda longish too (considering I wrote it in...looks at clock... 21 minutes... maybe that seems like a long time... but whatever. In this chappy the plot thickens a little, but seriosuly just a little, and I use a few plot devices cause I love them "Of course there was a convient straight, arm length stick when you were looking for something to make the splint out of... of course there was" Lol...
Now for the... DISCLAIMER!!! Yay, I bet you weren't expecting that: Okay, so you kow how Christmas is coming up? What if, I was really nice and good and everything and you gave me the rights to High School Musical? Deal great, I hope all of the papers aren't too big to fit under the tree... and don't bother wrapping it, it'll be a pain to try and unwrap it really neatly (which I do cause I'm weird). You are also allowed to send me the perks that come with owning High School Musical (this includes money... lots of money, a really cool poster of a bigger than life-sized Troy (we all fantisize about the poster, don't lie), that pink hat the Ryan wears (which one?) and... other stuff... like people... or person... oooh! what about the clothes Norfy Caz wears when he's singing 'Bet On It'!!!!!!!!!!!! (i hope we havce all discovered by now that if you spell Norfy Caz backwards and change the 'y' to an 'e'...) but i don't like the shoes... oh well, I guess the shirt'd be worth it... this is starting to sound gross so I'll stop, please enjoy.
Gabriella's face was resting against the window of Josh's expensive car. He'd just taken her to afternoon tea at some fancy café that didn't serve anything she knew except coffee. Then he'd taken her to some lookout so that the wind could mess up all of her hair. Yay, fun. Now he was taking her home after their 'fantastic' date and talking about who knows what.
"-so, do you get it?" Gabriella heard Josh's slightly high-pitched voice. She nodded in agreement, trying to figure out what he was talking about while her thoughts had been with a completely different person.
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Troy was bouncing a basketball around his backyard, seeing how far from the hoop he could be and still make the shot. So far it wasn't going so good. He stood at halfway down the court and focussed on the red basket in front of him. He bounced the ball a few times to make sure his muscles weren't tensed up. He held the ball still, carefully lining up his shot. He made to throw it when… his phone buzzed.
Troy jumped midway through shooting and the ball ended up speeding towards the kitchen window. It smashed through and he heard his mother scream. Lucy Bolton's head poked out the broken window glaring at her son disapprovingly.
"Sorry mum." He muttered to her, trying to extract his phone from his pocket (I know that basketball shorts don't have pockets, but these ones do… I also know that it'd be kinda weird to play a sport with your phone in your pocket… but we call it a plot device… it helps me… don't ask who we is…) while still looing sorry.
"Well you'll be the one fixing it, and you better do that on the weekend cause the weatherman is predicting rain on Monday."
"Mum, how can they know what the weather's going to be like in a week? Seriously, how?" Lucy scowled at him one more time and withdrew her head. He smirked and looked at his phone.
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Gabriella smiled to herself when her phone vibrated in her hand 'y r u bored?' Troy sent back to her. One word: 'Josh'. Troy laughed and sat down on the grass to continue their conversation. 'Lol, wot did he do?'
'nothing dats y im bored…!' Troy laughed again, he could just imagine Gabriella's annoyed expression. He loved winding her up just so he could see her face go red in annoyance and watch her flounce away when she couldn't think of a response to something he said. He looked down when his phone buzzed again. 'wot r u doing?'
'Sitting'
'thnx, I relli needed 2 no dat'
'I cudv sed showering'
'ewwww!' Gabriella had to hold back a laugh as she read his message, what would Troy looked like when he was showering (not an uncommon thought…… jks)?
'how can u shower nd txt da same time?' Gabriella's curiosity got the better of her as she wondered if she really was receiving text messages from a naked Troy.
'I can't…' The car stopped and Gabriella looked up from her phone, subtly stashing it back in her pocket when she realised that Josh was looking at her.
"What were you laughing at?" Gabriella knew that her expression had gone blank. Why did she feel so guilty when all she'd been doing was texting Troy?
"Nothing." Josh raised his eyebrows. And why was she so bad at lying?
"Nothing?" Josh asked, thoroughly unconvinced.
"Oh… I mean… just… something I remembered…" Gabriella trailed of lamely, racking her brains for a funny memory that didn't involve Troy.
"What sort of something?" Why did Josh have to be so nosy?
"Just something that Troy said-" Gabriella broke off, was Troy really the only person she was thinking of right now? How pathetic. "-the other day." She finished, hoping that she hadn't paused for too long. Josh's expression cleared and he opened his door, walking around the front of the car to open Gabriella's for her. She muttered a "thanks" and reluctantly took the hand that he offered as he lead her up the front path to her house.
They reached the door and Josh rung the doorbell, ignoring Gabriella's comment that she could let herself in. The door opened and Gabriella's mum stood there smiling at her daughter.
"Good afternoon Elena." Josh greeted her easily.
"Hello, Josh, it's nice to see you."
"I was just returning your daughter from our date, she said she was going out to dinner so I couldn't have her all night." Gabriella winced, coming out of anyone else's mouth that would've sounded gross, but Josh made it sound way too natural. Elena smiled motherly at him, glancing at her daughter with a curious expression.
"Well thank you for being so good about leaving her early." Josh smiled as both him and Elena looked at Gabriella.
"Yeah…uh, thanks, the coffee was great." She said, pulling her hand out of Josh's and walking into the house next to her mother.
"And I bet you loved the view from that lookout too." Josh laughed and Gabriella just smiled, unsure of whether he was laughing cause he knew she was annoyed that her hair had been messed up there, or for some other mysterious reason.
"It's sounds wonderful." Elena cut in, breaking the awkwardness that her daughter was feeling. "But I really must take Gabriella now, she needs to get ready for dinner at Troy's."
Both Josh and Gabriella turned to stare at her mum. Josh had a stunned expression on his face, which became accusing when he looked back at his girlfriend.
"We're having dinner with Troy's family?" Gabriella asked, trying to get the message to Josh that she hadn't known, to her mother that Josh really didn't need to hear that, and to anyone that wanted to know that it was dinner with Troy's family not Troy necessarily. Unfortunately no one seemed to get their intended message.
"Yes, I told you this morning." Gabriella closed her eyes the second the words left her mother's mouth. She wanted to scream out "NOOO!", clamp her hands over Josh's ears and run upstairs just to escape the situation all at the same time. Instead she just stood there gaping at her mother. "So, I'm sorry Josh, but she needs to shower and everything." Gabriella felt a guilty blush creep into her cheeks at the word, despite the terrible situation she was in. Then she thought of how immature it must seem blushing at the word 'shower', which made her blush even more.
Josh was staring at his girlfriend's reddening (apparently that's actually a word) face with raised eyebrows and Elena had already excused herself and gone back into the lounge room to finish setting up the TV so it would record Gabriella's favourite show. Gabriella just stood there; her mind whirling at the thought of the word 'shower' which was now decidable-y hilarious, and trying desperately to not laugh. Suddenly she couldn't hold it back any longer and a very ungraceful "Ha!" escaped her delicate lips. Josh still stared at her, his eyebrows now disappearing below his fringe (which wasn't all that long) as his girlfriend held a hand over her mouth and dissolved in fits of silent laughter.
"What's so funny?" Josh asked slowly, probably thinking that Gabriella was sick or something.
"It's just… the word… 'shower'… HA!… it was… what… I was… thinking of… earlier… the funny thing… with… Troy-" Then her laughing stopped suddenly. No sane person would tell their boyfriend that they'd been laughing about the word 'shower' and how it related to a funny situation with a boy. No one. Except Gabriella. Josh looked shocked at first, then annoyed, then angry, then blank. He turned stiffly and walked away.
"I hope you enjoy your dinner." He muttered just loud enough for Gabriella to hear. She gulped. Whoops.
Okay, you can hopefully tell from my more crazy than usual introduction plus the craziness of this chapter that I'm in a crazy mood right now. A friend gave me a poster of Zace Efron on the weekend... it isn't on my wall... it's under my pillow... jks... it's on the cei;ling above my bed so that I can look at it as i fall asleep... that's a joke too... it's in a roll of posters including ones of Jesse McCartney (who i really do know is sooooo no 'in') that I'm not brave enough to put on my wall.
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