"Does anybody know a nice Shakespear fact of some sort they'd like to share?" Mrs. Undermyer asked as she walked around her classroom. She sighed as she saw either blank or asleep faces. She walked over to her desk and pulled the roll-call sheet out. "Well guess we're going to have to pick someone." She paused for a moment and smiled. "Ms. Evans"

Sharpay looked away from her sidekick and smiled nervously. "Hi, Mrs. Undermyer."

The middle-aged woman arched a brow. "Ms. Evans do you care to share something relatively close or involving Shakespear?" she asked.

"Um." Sharpay glanced at Gabriella from the corner of her eye who was mouthing some words to her. "What?" she whispered.

Gabriella sighed and quickly wrote on a piece of paper as Mrs. Undermyer wrote something down. She threw it at her blonde friend and mouthed "Read".

"Uh, Shakespear practiced Catholicism?" Sharpay said unsure.

Mrs. Undermyer smirked. "Ms. Evans next time take please don't allow Ms. Montez to give you the answer and put the cellphone away or I will confiscate it. Are we clear?" she asked, writing on the chalkboard.

Sharpay nodded. "Gotcha Mrs. Undermyer." She gave a thumbs up to Gabriella.

"Now, I'd like you all to gather with your partners that I assigned you last quarter. We'll be writing our own poems so go on." Mrs. Undermyer said.

Gabriella groaned as Troy moved his desk over to her's.

"Why, Montez, we meet again!" he cheered.

"Sadly." Gabriella muttered.

Troy arched a brow. "Really? Well yesterday if I recall you weren't so sad about us in the fitting rooms." he smirked.

Gabriella blushed. "That was a way for you to leave me alone." she shrugged, while writing down topics you can choose to write about.

"Right, Montez. Right." he said, sitting back in his chair.

Gabriella turned to Sharpay and mouthed 'help'.

Sharpay laughed and began to make-out with her hand.

"Ms. Evans!" Mrs. Undermyer cried, noticing the blonde. "What are you doing?"

Sharpay turned red and slid into her chair. "My bad." she muttered.

"That was so embarrassing!" Sharpay cried as her and Gabriella walked to their lunch table.

Gabriella laughed. "It was a tad bit funny."

Sharpay gasped and threw a piece of her bread at her. "No it wasn't. I got in trouble because I was interpreting you and Troy in the fitting rooms yesterday." She paused to take a sip of her Vitamin Water. "By the way, you never told me how that went? How far did it go?" she asked.

"We didn't do anything." Gabriella said.

Sharpay scoffed and laughed hysterically. "Oh please, that's like me saying I didn't lose my innocence at summer camp! Now come on tell moi."

Gabriella sighed. "All we did is make-out."

"Did he caress you in a way that a relative should never touch you?" Sharpay asked.

Gabriella slid her side bangs behind her ear. "Um, yeah, I guess."

Sharpay wiggled her eyebrows. "Well aren't you a saucy one. Ten bucks says that he bids the highest for you at the ball on Saturday."

"God, don't remind me about Saturday. Those balls are torture."

"Well, least the dress you wearing is hot."

Gabriella shrugged. "True, very true."

"We want what's best for both of them and Jack remember we planned this a long time ago." Christopher said, as Jack and Bethany Bolton sat across from him and Sonia.

Jack sighed. "Yes, I remember Christopher. How would this benefit us as parents though as of right now?"

"More money, you and Bethany are just about the richest in New Mexico and Sonia and I are extremely comfortable meaning more inheritance for grandchildren and Troy would have stability as well as Gabriella." Christopher explained, taking a sip of his Scotch. "Overall power."

"From what I've learned they both want to go to different colleges. How would this affect their wishes of most likely different schools?" Bethany asked.

"Well, of course Gabriella would follow Troy wherever he chooses. I guess you can say I'm old-fashioned."

Sonia sighed. "Gabriella will be 18 years-old in a month meaning she'll become an adult. We can't force that kind of stuff on her."

"Troy just turned 18 about two weeks ago. It's perfect." Jack said.

"When did you two plan this?" Bethany asked, looking between Jack and Christopher.

"Christopher and I have known each other since college as well as friends. We both agree on this."

Bethany rolled her eyes. "You two aren't thinking. This is not the 15th century. We can't force anything on two wonderful children might I say. What will you two do or say if they refuse?"

Jack smiled. "Troy likes the money Beth. I'm sure if I were ever to cut off his inheritance it'll mark him right."

"He's our son, Jack. We're not going to put him through this kind of hell!"

Sonia shook her head. "This is crazy. Bethany and I do not want this and I'm sure Gabriella and Troy wouldn't want this."

"Sonia, we're doing what's best for this family, Troy, Gabriella and the future. Don't fight me on this." Christopher replied, sharply.

Her face turned long. She held her arms out. "Do what you guy's want, but I'm not going to be the one who breaks this to them. I'm not going to crush them, unlike you fools."

Bethany nodded in agreement.

Christopher smiled. "Jack and I have decided that tomorrow being Friday we'll all have a nice dinner at the Bolton residence.
We'll tell them and then Saturday at the ball we'll have Troy officially ask Gabriella."

"When you look me in the eyes, tell me that you love me..." Gabriella sang as she layed on her soft and comfy bed, reading the latest "Seventeen" magazine.

Troy laughed lightly and opened her balcony doors quietly. He tip-toed in and shut the door softly behind him. He walked to her bed and layed beside her. "Hello." he cheered.

Gabriella jumped up and let out a soft scream.

He shushed her quickly. "My parents and your parents are downstairs, ya'know." he said.

"What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in?" she hissed.

"Uh, I've been through your balcony doors before and I'm here 'cause I was bored."

Gabriella rolled her eyes. "You do know I don't like you?"

Troy shrugged. "I don't really like you either, but you're hot." he said, casually while laying back on her pillows.

"Something every girl wants to hear, Bolton. Now will you please get out? I'd like to finish my magazine."

"Montez, it's a magazine that thinks it know's everything. Screw it."

Gabriella sighed and threw her pink pillow at him. "Get out or I'll scream."

"Scream, Montez. I dare you."

"Ah-" She was cut off by his soft lips that she'd grown accustomed to. She broke apart and glared at him. "You did that on purpose."

Troy rolled his eyes and layed her down. "Shut up, Montez." He hovered over her and captured her lips once again.

Gabriella rolled her eyes and began to kiss him back. As much as she hated him she'd never pass up a chance to make-out with him. She ran her hands through his hair and continued to kiss him.

He forced his tongue into her mouth and ran it around the roof of her mouth making a her moan softly.

She ran her hands under his shirt making him shiver. She smiled into the kiss and began to pull his shirt off.

He lifted his arms to allow her and smirked. He knew she could never resist him.

"Nice." she breathed as she threw his shirt to the side allowing his tan, built chest to be exposed. She bit her lip to stifle a moan as he began to plant butterfly kisses along her neck.

He nipped and sucked on one particular spot that drove her crazy, leaving her a mark.

She moved his head away, panting slightly. "Our parent's are right downstairs!" she said, realizing the fact.

"So...?" he said, lifting her up so that she layed against her pillows.

She pushed him away and shook her head. "I'm not going to do this here when a bunch of 40 year-olds are downstairs talking about god know's what."

He rolled his eyes and rolled off of her. "You're so boring, seriously." he said, grabbing his shirt off the floor.

She scoffed. "You should pick better times to try and have sex with me, maybe." she said.

"Sex with you? Montez I think I would've brought a rubber."

"Who know's what you do!" she said, angrily.

He nodded. "Hm, maybe if you didn't kiss that asshole Brian in junior year maybe you'd get to know!"

She gasped. "Don't say that I kissed Brian and that he's the reason we broke up! When that's definitely not the case! You and that bitch Alexa went behind my back and you made out with her! Unlike me who only had to kiss Brian because it was in the school play."

"Screw you Montez! You're going to listen to a bunch of bullshit at school and actually think that?"

Gabriella looked at him arrogantly and nodded. "Why the hell are we even talking about it? It's not like we're going to get back together or any of that crap!"

Troy slid his shirt on. "Thank god." he yelled.

"Feelings mutual!" she yelled, back.

"Ms. Montez, dear are you alright?" Marie asked from outside the door.

Gabriella pointed to the balcony door and mouthed 'go' to Troy.

"Gladly." he hissed.

She rolled her eyes and walked toward the door. "Everything's fine Marie, but thank you." she said, popping her head out.

Marie nodded. "Ok. Tell me if you need anything."

"Ok, bye." Gabriella sighed and shut her door. She walked over to her balcony doors and locked them. "Shit." she whispered as she walked past the mirror and noticed a dark and bruised mark on her neck. She ran a hand across her bruised lips and sighed while plopping back onto her bed. "What does he do to me?" she said, into her pillow.

"So everything's settled?" Jack laughed as he and Christopher shook hands.

Christopher laughed as well and nodded. "It seems to be so."

Sonia and Bethany looked at each other sadly and shook their heads.

A/N: Aloha! Thank you all for the reviews on the last chapter. The juice in the story will start to come about soon as you can tell. Well, anyways thanks again and please review:)