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Everything About You

Chapter 2 – So Alluring

"It was ridiculous, and egotistical, to think that I could affect anyone that strongly. It was impossible. And yet I couldn't stop worrying that it was true."

- Bella Swan, Twilight

People were talking, that much Gabriella knew. Hands were being used to explain things, people were laughing, smiles were being exchanged, but Gabriella saw none of it. All she was was blue. Blue, blue, and more blue.

What struck her the most was that she saw this extravagant blue, and knew that this extravagant blue was looking back at her; this extravagant blue knew that she was looking at him, starring at him.

She shook her head quickly before slipping her blackberry into her jeans pocket and cleared her throat. When her eyes finally moved upwards again, and they reconnected with blue once more, she let her eyes wander to his mouth and saw a cute smile shining back at her. She couldn't help but return the smile back to him, before she heard her name being chanted by someone.

"If you'd like Gabriella, you can give Troy a quick shortened tour around the school now before second period begins, how does that sound?" asked Ms. Rosher, completely oblivious to the interactions that had been taking place between the two awe-struck and crushing teenagers.

"I uh.. yeah!" Realizing that she sounded a little too dumbfounded and then a little too excited, Gabriella decided to attempt to save herself. "That's a uh.. smart idea Ms. Rosher. Before the crowds hit the hallway, very smart. We'll go now then." Smooth Gabriella, smooth.

Gabriella lifted herself up from her comfortable chair quickly and smiled at Mrs. Reed as she stood up. She walked around the large desk and towards the door, but not before Troy got there first and opened the door for her.

"Thanks," she whispered before bowing her head and walking out into the hallway.

Once out she waited for Troy to shut the door and turn around.

"So we uh.. had an odd introduction. Can we.. start over?" questioned Troy with a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

A grin spread over Gabriella's face at the boys thoughtfulness. "I'd like that. I'm Gabriella Montez, but you can call me Gabi."

"Troy Bolton, Troy's fine, or Bolton, or whatever you want, it doesn't really matter to me."

Gabriella couldn't contain her adorable laugh as she stuck her hand out to shake Troy's, her body freezing up at the incredible sensations he sent through her body.

Reluctantly, she pulled away and stood in front of Troy, deciding where to take him first.

"So, how's your first day at East High going?" questioned Gabriella out of pure curiosity.

"Well, things were going as good as they could until some clumsy girl smashed right into my chest. I think she broke a rib or something."

"Hey!" Gabriella's right hand came out to smack Troy across the chest as Troy's laughter filled her ears. She couldn't help but catch onto his laugh and joined in with him. "I said I was sorry," she muttered.

"As did I. I was just joking with you Gabriella. My horrible attempt to break the ice."

"Oh, you broke the ice alright Troy. You broke it and now your drowning in the water beneath you."

Troy stopped dead in his tracks to stare at the gorgeous girl in front of him, his mouth open slightly. Awe was shinning off of his features, before he noticed Gabriella looking at herself, trying to see what was wrong.

Another huge smile erupted onto Troy's face before he easily glided over to Gabriella's body where he threw his arm over her shoulder, crushing her small form into his much larger one. "You know something Ms. Montez? I think we're going to get along great."

Gabriella felt like a little kid on Christmas, completely excited and overwhelmed with all the new goodies she'd just unwrapped.

"I'd like that," she whispered back to him, her brown eyes sparkling up to his blue ones.

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"So second period we have AP Calculus with Mr. Cox. He's such a cool guy, you'll love him. Very laid back, an easy teacher, yet for an AP teacher, he still pushes you. Everyone loves his class," said Gabriella.

Gabriella had manged to show Troy around a majority of the school, pointing out all of the academic "wings" in the school, the auditorium, cafeteria, gym and where the bathrooms were. The entire time her little tour was taking place, they found themselves laughing their heads off at little stories and jokes they told each other.

Gabriella even found herself confessing to Troy about how she once slipped on a paper in a back stairway, fell down, was completely mortified, but since it was during class was in session and no one was around, she never told a soul of her clumsiness.

"So you just like, got up and kept walking? As if that was completely normal?" asked Troy, his hand on his stomach in hopes of easing the pain he felt from all of the laughter.

Gabriella nodded her head up and down not being able to form any words. "I was so mortified! I mean, I saw the paper, and continued to step on it and then fell flat on my ass, was I suppose to go brag about how graceful I am?"

Troy's deep chuckle filled the empty hallway and Gabriella felt her hear beat pick up at the dreamy sound. "Yes, actually, bragging about your impeccable grace was the right thing to do. I don't know why on earth you didn't!"

They both let themselves calm down from the laughter before Gabriella pointed themselves in the direction of their lockers where they could get their things. Troy had ditched his book bag in Gabriella's locker with her own purse so they wouldn't have to lug around their things all over the school.

"That was pretty much my most embarrassing moment ever and no one was even around to witness it, so I consider myself pretty lucky."

"You should, I'm actually quite jealous that your most embarrassing moment went unwitnessed. If I had been there I probably would have videotaped the whole thing and posted it on YouTube," admitted Troy in a teasing manner.

Gabriella stopped dead in her tracks and glared at Troy with her mouth open. "You wouldn't!"

"Actually, I would. I'd be freakin' hilarious. Do you know how many hits I could get off of that? Millions."

Her mouth was still open and she was still staring at Troy in shock. He didn't know how or why, but Troy couldn't deny how irresistibly adorable she looked in that moment.

"Aw shit, I can't lie to you. I'd be there and offer you my hand to help you up," confessed Troy before he walked closer to Gabriella to wrap his arm over her shoulders again and brought Gabriella into a half hug.

"So.. you wouldn't make fun of me?" asked Gabriella innocently.

Troy looked down into her mesmerizing eyes, feeling himself becoming lost in all the hope and possibilities they held. "If I did, I'd just be teasing you. But I wouldn't mean it, not one word of it. Don't worry Gabriella, I'd be there to help you up."

His soft and caring words sent fireworks through Gabriella's body and she felt a spark of electricity slither down her spine.

"That's good to know," she whispered back.

Troy found his eyes tracing Gabriella's features, leading across her forehead, over her cheek bones, down her petite nose and thick eye lashes. He took in her rosy and plump lips, wondering automatically what they'd taste like. Quickly, he adverted his gaze away from her irresistibility and back up to her sparkling eyes again, becoming lost once more.

She was stunningly beautiful, in an exotic way he'd never thought he'd be attracted to before, and he just couldn't help but stare.

The piercing sound of the bell above them snapped them out of their lustful trance as Troy quickly removed his arm from around Gabriella's shoulders and they both took a step back. He accepted his backpack from Gabriella's hands threw it effortlessly over his shoulder.

They both tried to ignore the bubbling sensations surging through their blood as they turned to look at anything but the other's perfect face.

"Uh.. our classroom is this way," spoke Gabriella softly, motioning to Troy the direction of their Calculus classroom.

Troy cleared his throat as he followed the gorgeous brunette towards his first official class at East High.

When they walked into the room, he noticed the off white walls and multi colored tiled floors beneath him. There were three rows with double tables set up in the large classroom with a desk angled in the back for the teacher. On the walls were various math posters, all promoting how "amazing math was."

"Mr. Cox, you have a new student! This is Troy Bolton, I'm showing him around today. Troy, this is Mr. Cox."

Both men nodded courteously at each other before Mr. Cox patted Troy warmly on his back. "Good to have you on board Bolton! And I see you've already snatched up the likes of the wonderful Ms. Montez. Take care of her, will ya? And Gabs? You know what to do."

As quickly as he came, Mr. Cox left Troy and Gabriella and moved on to greet the next student, allowing everyone to get settled and start their assignment on the board with their partners.

Mr. Cox strongly believed in using every resource available to you, seeing how as in the real world, if you needed a calculator at work, then you could go get one. If you wanted help trying to figure out a problem, then you could pick up the phone and call your friend. You had resources available to you in the real world, so why not have the same in the classroom?

Hence the double desks that were specifically ordered for Mr. Cox's class. Everyone got to pick their own partner, much to the students delight.

Gabriella, though, didn't have a partner. This was for a few reasons. One: there had been an odd number of students in the classroom. Two: she was very bright in this subject and felt comfortable not having another student to rely on, and Three: well.. she didn't have too many friends in this class.

So she walked over towards her empty desk and threw her books down on top, prepared to start a new lesson on her own once again. It wasn't until she saw her chair being pulled out for her by someone who wasn't herself that she finally stopped and looked up.

A warm and perfectly crooked smile met her eyes, before she looked down once more at her pulled out chair.

"You know.. most people often sit down after their chair has been pulled out for them," teased Troy.

"Huh?" she was still too dazzled by his smile to think straight.

Troy simply nodded his head down to the chair again before Gabriella's face broke out into a blush.

"Oh! Uh.. thank you, I guess."

"You're welcome," said Troy softly so only she could hear before making sure she was seated and secure before taking the seat next to her.

"Mind if I sit here?" he asked, even though he was already making himself comfortable.

"Uh.. no, that's fine. If you want to, that is."

"I'd love to."

Gabriella just didn't understand how quickly her emotions could play with her all in one day. First, she was completely flabbergasted and blown away just by looking into his eyes. Her knees went weak at the feel of his smooth and strong hands on her body.

Then she could laugh her head off with him and even confess her most embarrassing moments, feeling completely at ease with him.

And now?

She was back to phase one: being dazzled by his very existence.

They were starting something new in class today, therefore it wouldn't be too exciting, just a whole fifty minutes of learning something new and taking endless notes.

Gabriella was in the middle of copying down an example when her eyes landed on a small folded piece of white lined paper. Curiosity got the better of her and she found her fingers dropping her pencil and reaching for the neatly folded paper.

She opened it and was met with the sight of a guys handwriting, a handwriting that Gabriella promised to memorize.

I thought you said this class was fun... my hand is cramping up from all this writing. You're not going to start lying to me now are you? Did you really fall down those stairs?

Gabriella's soft giggles escaped her lips before she could stop them, but Mr. Cox didn't seem to notice as he didn't turn around to look at her.

Quickly, Gabriella picked up her pencil again and responded back to Troy, before folding the paper back up neatly and tossing it into his lap.

Aw man, you caught me. You guessed right. I never did trip down those stairs, in fact, I'm not clumsy at all. And I never crashed into you earlier this morning either. Clearly, your mind is playing tricks on you.. would you like my to recommend a psychologist?

Troy's smile could not have gotten any bigger. He didn't know how he had gotten so lucky to have met Gabriella, and he made a vow to himself right then and there that he was never letting her go.

In a matter of just a few hours he had gotten both her and himself to open up to each other tremendously, so much so that they were able to openly flirt and tease like it was nothing. It just came out so naturally for the both of them and they completely loved it.

Troy wrote down his response before tossing the note back over to her and sent her a wink.

Actually, that would be such a huge help. That way I won't have to involve my mom or dad or anything. You know.. keep my "issues" on the D.L. Figure it out before I confess my mental disabilities to the world. Thanks Gabs. I seriously don't know what I'd do without you :]

Gabriella's laughter was a little louder this time, and she swore that Mr. Cox almost turned around to look at her. But he didn't, and she buried her face in her hands before quickly jotting down her words back to Troy.

Hey man, that's what I'm here for. 24 hour psychologist service. Do you want my business card for future reference?

Gabriella let her eyes wander up towards the clock and became ecstatic when she noticed that there was only three minutes left of class. That was by far the fastest math class she's ever endured.

And it was all thanks to Troy.

We're ridiculous. Was Troy's response.

Oh I've realized, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

Me either.

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The final bell had just rung, signaling the end of another long day at East High. Gabriella was currently at her locker placing her scarf around her neck. She was going to have to bundle up once again, the idea of walking home in this freezing cold weather sending shivers down her spine. Her mother wasn't going to be home until late that night, and her best friend Taylor couldn't give her a ride home today because she had a doctors appointment right after school. So Gabriella was left all by herself, with no way to get home except for walking.

It was only a twenty five minute walk after all. Nothing, right?

It was also almost twenty five degrees outside, and that wasn't taking in account the winds.

Gabriella pulled her scarf a little tighter.

She didn't have any homework that night, leaving her glove clad hands completely empty, thankfully, so all she had to do was shove them deep into her pockets and hope they didn't freeze and fall off.

The hallway was emptying out quickly now, and the loud sound of a locker being slammed shut near her brought her out of her thoughts.

"Oh hey Gabriella, you seem warm," said Troy softly as he came closer to her.

"Well.. it's kind of cold outside.. so.. ya know."

His eyes were staring deeply into her own, the crystal blue sparkling even.

A blush rose to Troy's cheeks at Gabriella's words that seemed to make fun of him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to sound rude," said Gabriella quickly, feeling horribly guilty at her choice of words.

"Don't worry about it." Troy motioned for them to start walking towards the large front entrance that led to the outside bitter air. His arm unconsciously rose up over Gabriella's body before he easily rested it on top of Gabriella's shoulders; an act that was becoming a habit for Troy and something Gabriella was growing to love.

"So, tell me, what kind of a car does a girl like you drive?" questioned Troy as he pulled Gabriella's small body even closer to his own. Gabriella couldn't help but shutter at the feeling of her body slamming into his rock hard chest, immediately sending her mind spinning as to what lay beneath his clothes..

But she quickly stopped herself from going too far.

Gabriella felt her breathing hitch in her throat as her senses registered Troy's alluring sent, completely memorizing every detail to it.

"Well, uh, I don't really drive a car. Not yet at least. It's a long story," confessed Gabriella.

"Oh, that's cool. So is your mom picking you up?"

"Well, uh, no."

She felt so pathetic, barely being able to conjure up more creative words than well, uh, and no. But he just had that effect on her sometimes..

Troy's feet came to a halt, his arm immediately fell from Gabriella's shoulders as he turned her body around to face him.

"What do you mean no? Are you taking a bus then? I don't want to make you late.."

Gabriella felt her heart warm at the concern that was evident in Troy's voice and eyes. It was such an incredible feeling to have someone so concerned and worried about just her for once, instead of her constantly worrying about everyone else.

"Uh.. not exactly. I'm walking home; my mom is working and my best friend can't give me a ride. It's okay though, really. So I'll.. see you tomorrow I guess?"

She didn't want to admit it, but the thought of having to say good bye to Troy didn't settle too well with Gabriella. She felt like they weren't done talking yet. He just seemed to fill a void in her soul that she didn't know needed filling, and now that it was full, she craved keeping it that way. And to keep it that way, she needed to stay with him; she didn't want to leave his side.

She didn't know how she was going to make it through the afternoon.

"You're going to walk home?" asked Troy, his eyes bugging out of his head at her words.

"Uh.. pretty much. It's not a big deal Troy, I do it all the time."

A huge gust of wind swept around them and Gabriella felt the cold air reach every part of her body as they had now made their way outside. A strand of perfectly curled chocolate brown hair fell down into her eyes, but she couldn't find the strength in her body to remove her hands from her pockets to put her curl back in its place.

Her breathing almost stopped completely, though, when she saw Troy complete that action for her as he gently tucked her curl behind her ear, letting his fingers linger on her neck.

"There is no way in hell that I'm letting you walk home in this weather," spoke Troy, with an authority in his voice that made Gabriella's heart flutter. She didn't know why, but the way he sounded so.. possessive and caring.. it was just down right sexy.

Yet at the same time she found her eyebrows coming together in confusion. The idea of someone even remotely caring about something that she did was so foreign to her.

"Why do you.. care?" asked Gabriella apprehensively.

Troy was stumped at her words, and even more stumped at his own words. He didn't know why, but he just felt this overwhelming desire and need to protect the gorgeous and sweet girl in front of him. He wanted to listen to her speak, he wanted to protect her from all the things that could hurt her, he just wanted to be connected to her, in any way, shape or form.

"Because.. because I care.. about you. I'm not sure why, though, but I kind of.. I kind of like it."

A smile fell on to Gabriella's face at his admission. He just kept becoming even more irresistible and alluring.

"Me too," admitted Gabriella right back.

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