From AK-tutti; Here we are once again. I have a nice little story for you guys, before we continue on with this delightful fic. Ok, here goes: The other day my cat, Desiree, ran away, when my mom opened the front door to talk to someone. My mom was like 'ok, we're never gonna see her again.' And I said, when we were done with dinner (we were eating, when it happened), I'd go look for her (the cat). When I was done, I went outside to look for Desiree. I looked to my left, and not that far away stood a girl with a dog, and it was barking insanely at this cat, but the cat didn't care, it just stood there as cold as ice. It was like it thought 'ok, so I'm a cat and you're dog, that doesn't mean I have to be scared of you', it really didn't care about the dog. When I saw that, I immediately knew, that the cat was Desiree, cos that's just typical her. The dog should consider itself lucky, if it had gotten any closer, Desiree would have beaten the dog up. I know it sounds totally impossible for a cat to beat up a dog, but seriously Desiree doesn't care. If you get on the wrong side of her, she'll kick your ass in her own cat way. She seriously does things, that normal cats wouldn't be able to do, but she's special. One time our attic was filled with snow, and my step dad was up there with a shovel to get rid of it, so the ladder was out. Suddenly Desiree just started to climb the ladder, and I was like 'OMG, what if she crawls all the way up to the attic. Bent will freak!', but she stood in a totally wrong position to climb all the way up, so my mom was like 'no, that's impossible. Look at her position, she'd have to make some weird turn.', and that was what Desiree did. A weird turn. Then she climbed all the way up there, but just before she jumped into the attic, my mom grabbed her, cos my step dad has this thing with rage, and we didn't want to tick him off by letting Desiree get into the attic. Anyway, enough about that. I got a few great things lined up in my life, I'm going to Copenhagen by the end of April, so that's just great. There's also a bad thing in my life right now, my best friend (that I'm insanely in love with) has gotten in touch with one of his old friends, so now I'm afraid he'll hang out with his old friend all the time and forget about me. I'm really driving myself crazy, when I obsess about him, but I seriously can't stop, I'm head over heels. Sometimes life really sucks. Btw, this is second chapter of Twist Of Love, if I forgot to mention. I bet you guys want a authors note from Stessa too! So take it away, Stessa ;b.
From Stessa; Well, thank you very much, honey! I don't have much to say, because then our authors note will be way too long (like it already isn't ;p) and yeah. Just… Thank you guys for the reviews for last chapter, those of you who did review us. And this is a Troypay story, if you're wondering, and yeah. Read and review!
Disclaimer; We don't own High School Musical, but we wouldn't mind if we owned Zac Efron. Can you guys say HOOOOOOOT ?
Twist of Love
Chapter 2.
The next morning the blinding light came into the Bolton's living room, where Gabriella and Sharpay had crashed on the couches. Mr Bolton thought it would be best that way, and Gabriella and Sharpay were too tired to argue.
"Don't you eat the last chocolate chip cookie!" Sharpay exclaimed in her sleep and rolled on to her left side, letting out a little snort.
"Good morning, sunshines!" She heard a male voice say. She slowly opened her eyes, and there stood a guy around her age, smiling brightly at her. She pouted, as she wasn't the biggest fan of mornings.
"Who are you?" She asked with a hoarse voice. She looked from the guy to Gabriella, who was still sleeping and hadn't heard the guy's wake up call, she looked back at the guy, "So?"
"You don't remember me from last night, do you?" He asked, somewhat surprised with that, "I talked to you and Gabriella. I'm "Mr. B's son, Troy. Remember me now?"
"Oh yeah! You were that dude, who had the hots for my best friend, Gabs." She smirked and sat up on the couch, she didn't really feel comfortable lying down, talking to this dude, she could barely remember, "So how's that crush of yours going?"
"I don't have a crush on Gabriella!" He exclaimed and threw his arms up in the air, Sharpay had been exactly like that last night, "Why do you insist, that I do?"
"Why do you insist you don't?" Sharpay just replied, pulling her covers away from herself, as she stood up from the couch, "Are there breakfast in this house, somewhere?"
"The old people aren't up yet," Troy replied, letting the subject of his crush/not crush on Gabriella lie for now, "But I can make you a smoothie!"
"Uh yum!" Sharpay replied, happily clapping her hands together, "Can you make it with chocolate? I love chocolate! It's the best… though it's really fattening, but I think I'll live, I'll just head the gym later on, to make up for it. Do you like chocolate? Or are you one of those crazy people who doesn't? Seriously, what's wrong with them, it's like, duh,! Why don't you like chocolate, and I just think that-"
"Sharpay!" Troy yelled, cutting her off, "Shut up, you're rambling!"
Sharpay awkwardly bit her lip, a slight blush creeping into her features, "… would you please make me one, Mr. Troy?"
"Of course, ms. Sharpay," Troy chuckled, "C'mon with me, we'll let Gabriella sleep for awhile, don't you think?"
"Of course you're the one to suggest that," Sharpay replied, following him out of the living room, "I mean, after all, you are practically in love with her, so you wouldn't want to make her mad, right?"
"Urgh!" Troy said, entering the kitchen, "I don't like Gabriella!"
Sharpay frowned, shooting him an evil glance.
"I didn't mean it like that!" he quickly covered, "I mean I like Gabriella, not that way though. She's very nice, and pretty, not what I was looking at though. I – I see her as a friend. A friend, and nothing more. Sip, nada, zero. Just a friend I met last night, you know, I barely know her, so I can't really say what I think about her. Right? You know what I mean, she's your friend and partner, so of course you like her, but I don't know her. She's a friend. Though I don't know her."
"And you say I ramble." Sharpay commented, taking a seat on one of the barstools, "How's that smoothie coming along?"
Troy stuck his tongue out at her, and turned around to find the ingredients for her smoothie. He got everything ready, and started making it. 10 minutes later, a big smoothie was placed in front of her. It had a nice chocolate colour, and Troy had to admit, it did look pretty tasty.
Sharpay took a sip, letting the taste run down her throat. She let out a content sound, indicating how good it was. She looked at Troy, a smile on her face. She held the smoothie out in front of him, "Want some, Mr. Troy?"
"Uhm, thanks," Troy replied, taking the smoothie from her. He took a sip, and he to let out a sound very similar to the one Sharpay just let out. He handed the smoothie back to her, "Wow, that's good ms. Sharpay," he smiled.
"Told you so," Sharpay replied, "That'll be my new breakfast every time I stay over here. You have to make it for me. Though sometimes you can use blackberry or strawberry, kay?"
"Sure," Troy replied, nervously chuckling, "Whatever suits the lady." He paused and looked at the smoothie in her hands once again, "Do you think, that if I found two straws, we could share that?"
"Of course, get it done, big boy!" Sharpay giggled, placing the smoothie on the table between them.
Troy opened a drawer and picked out a pink and a blue straw. He plopped them into the smoothie, and they both bend down to take a sip. Their noses almost touched, and they started giggling.
"I see you're having fun," Mr. B replied, stepping into the kitchen, "Remember to breathe sometime, eh?"
Troy and Sharpay jerked away from the smoothie, embarrassed.
"Morning dad."
"Hi Mr. B."
"Good morning, kids." Mr. B said, "Where's Gabriella?"
"She's still sleeping," Sharpay replied, "Do you want me to go wake her?"
"Yes please," Mr. B said, "We have to go through your song. You have to record it later on, along with the other ones, and I don't think it's quite right."
"Yes, sir!" Sharpay joked, hopping down from the barstool.
Troy watched her as she bounced into the living room, yelling: "Gabby, oh sweet Gabby! My love; you have to get up soon! Oh sweet love! Mornings are not your favourite thing!"
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Love is like falling
You never know where it ends
And when you make your move
Out in space
You never know what it brings you
"Okay, so you know the drill," Tanya said, as they stepped into the recording studio, "No point of going through everything, you girls are pro!" she turned around, as they expected one more person to be there, but froze, "Where's Jack?"
"He couldn't be here," Gabriella said, "He said he had to spend time with his wife. That's why we brought Troy instead. Not that he knows much about this kinda stuff, he's just Mr. B's son!"
Troy stuck out his hand, shaking Tanya's as she did the same, "Nice to meet you."
"You two," Tanya replied, "You will sit in here with me, and the girls will be in there. I'm in charge of music, and they're in charge of their amazing voices."
"This is going to be awfully boring for you, Mr. Troy," Sharpay told him, biting her lip. Somehow the nicknames they started using this morning had caught on, and he'd been nothing but ´Mr. Troy´ to her all day, "You're just gonna stare into space," she fake-coughed, "Or at Gabby,"
Troy shot her a look, happy that Gabriella hadn't heard them – she was busy talking to Tanya, "Well, ms. Sharpay, I can stare at you too then."
Sharpay gave him her killer look, and waltzed into the recording studio, the exam the microphone. She made sure to ship her hips seductively from side to side. She liked toying with him, and after that remark, he deserved it.
"Okay!" Tanya broke up, "Troy take a seat with me, make yourself some coffee and feel home, Gabby; you know what I'm expecting from you! You too Sharpay!"
Gabriella nodded and headed into the other room where Sharpay was putting on her headphones, which (for the hell of it) were pink. Mr. B had given them to her for her last birthday. He had gotten them special made for her, and for Gabriella's birthday, a few months later, no-one had been surprised to see her get a pair of headphones in a light blue colour.
They tucked them safely to their ears, and stood in front of each a microphone, waiting for Tanya's instructions.
Sharpay's eyes caught with Troy's, and she shot him a smile. She already liked their newfound friendship. He was sweet, and really, really hot. Not that she wanted that kind of a relationship with him. That would be wrong. Plus, he really did seem to like Gabriella in some weird way.
See, love is like reading
You have to learn
Do your homework
And wait until it's your turn
You don't know what it brings you
They started recording their songs. It took a long time, because nothing went smoothly, but they had a good time while doing it. In the breaks between the songs, Troy would come into the room and star goofing off in front of them, making them fall to the floor with serious laughing cramps.
He would tickle Sharpay to death, and then he'd put Gabriella on his shoulder and go around in circles until she got dizzy. Then he'd put her back down, and the girls would have another laughing fit.
When Tanya was ready to get back to business, she'd call him back out again, and he'd do so, knowing how important it was that they got their songs recorded. Their next album was supposed to be out right before Christmas, and they were shooting a single with the song ´Jingle Bell Rock´ soon too. Kinda like, for Christmas.
If he ruined any of it, his father would kill him. And really, he didn't want to ruin it. As much as he hated pop music, he knew that these girls were talented, and that they were his father's biggest income. He couldn't ruin that.
Then they started recording again, and he watched as their faces grew serious, and they closed their eyes, getting into their music, their song and their lyrics. He knew they didn't write many of them themselves, but he also knew that some of them was written by Sharpay. She had quite a talent for that, his father had told him so. Especially when she'd been through something, she'd always find a way to put it down on paper.
Gabriella didn't write much. She didn't like writing, and she didn't have the talent, but she loved whatever other people wrote for them, even though Sharpay would sometimes put her foot down, and insist not to do a song. Sometimes, his father had told him so, she would even threaten to leave to band if he forced them to do a song, she thought was horrible.
He always ended up letting her get her way. After all, she brought him money. She paid for everything he owned. His fancy car, and his big house. Wasn't it for her and Gabriella, they would live in a two bedroom apartment, and the Bolton family knew that very well.
Troy often wondered how his father discovered Gabriella and Sharpay. His dad had never told him, so he'd ask the girls one day. It would be nice to know, since he could feel some sort of weird friendship form between the three of them. He had a lot of fun hanging out with those girls.
And love is like eating
Everyday it tastes differently
You get it hot, sweet and spicy
Until you don't like it any longer
You don't know what it brings you
When they were done recording for the day, the girls parted with Troy outside Gabriella's apartment. He dropped them off there, because Sharpay was spending the night with Gabriella. The two of them was together almost all the time. Sharpay didn't even know why they bothered paying rent for each an apartment, they were always just in one of them.
But what do you know, maybe someday they'd need each an apartment. It could come in handy.
They had a sleepover in the living room, ogling over Orlando Bloom and Johnny Depp in ´Pirates of the Caribbean´. They were eating un-cooked pastry, while drinking lot's of chocolate milk. They silently agreed to go for a run as soon as they woke up the next morning.
Just as the movie was ending, Gabriella turned the sound off and looked at her best friend; "So?" she giggled, "What do you think of Troy?"
"He's sweet," Sharpay replied, running a piece of her hair between her fingers, "He's fun to be with. He's cool, and he's cute enough. You?"
"Cute enough!?" Gabriella squealed, "He's so much more than that! He's so hot, Sharpay! Are you blind or something? He's like… the God! God, have you seen his eyes, they're like, amazingly blue. I can't believe anything can be that blue, ever!"
Sharpay listened as her best friend kept spilling her thoughts about their new friend. She was right though, Troy was hot, Sharpay could see that with her own eyes, she wasn't blind. She liked him, he was sweet, but she honestly didn't think of him that way. The way that Gabriella thought of him. Nah, of course she didn't…
"You know what?" Gabriella squealed once again, interrupting Sharpay's series of thoughts, "Tomorrow I'm gonna call him up and ask him on a date with me!"
…until then.
Yeah, love is like that
From Stessa: Okay them, folks; the end of chapter two. Things are moving along, but we're kinda slow here, AK-tutti and I. We'll be back as soon as possible though. Really, I believe we will! ;p And please, if you review us, we'll probably be faster. It would be nice with a little more reviews than the few we got from last chapter, and thanks to those of you who did review, please do again. And yeah, all of you, take care, I … I hope you will . Thanks !
From AK-tutti; Yes, my luvlies, this is it! We really hoped you liked this chapter, and it like you all to put your hands together for Stessa, cos I think she wrote the lyrics for the 'song' they recorded. But if she didn't, she deserves your applause, still. She wrote most of this chapter, and she did an amazing job, don't you guys think so? I just wrote the first part of the chapter. Will you all please, please review? I went for a work in my new shoes today, and yeah my feet are totally destroyed and killing me, so maybe a little review will help for the pain. And thanks for reading, we love you guys!
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