"You know, I never knew that New Mexico's natives were called New Mexicans. Eh?" Sharpay said amazed as she and Gabriella sat on the bleachers during P.E.
Gabriella looked at her confused. "Seriously? Wow you really are blonde." she joked while pulling her hair into a ponytail.
Sharpay rolled her eyes. "Bite me Montez." she paused for a moment to take a bite of her granola bar. "I guess it's kind of sad though. I mean hell my dad said that I'm the reason they say that blondes are so dumb."
"Aw, Shar. You're not dumb. You're just, uh, unique." Gabriella smiled.
"Thanks!" Sharpay giggled.
They whipped their head around as they heard a loud squeal in the gym.
"Oh my god, oh my god, guess what?" Kelsi cheered while running up the bleachers.
"What?" Gabriella asked.
Kelsi held out a piece of paper in front of their faces. "The Jonas Brothers are coming to concert here!" she squealed.
Sharpay squealed also. "Holy hell, this is my chance to meet my one and only Joseph Adam!"
Gabriella laughed and shook her head.
"Evans, Montez and Neilson get your bottoms down here. We're going to play a nice game of basketball. Girls vs. Boys." Coach Becky said. Her red hair bounced from her shoulders as she waved them over.
Sharpay gasped. "But Coach Rivers I just finished painting my nails. I cant play basketball! How about I just cheer you all on." she said.
Coach Becky rolled her eyes. "Fine Evans but thats moving you're grade to a C." She marked on her clipboard. "Montez and Neilson let's go."
"I fucking hate P.E." Kelsi muttered as her and Gabriella walked down the bleachers to the huddle of their girl mates.
Gabriella nodded in agreement and pulled down her red gym uniform shorts and blushed as Troy began to walk over to her. He wore red basketball shorts and a white wife beater showing off his very nice body.
"Hello Montez." he smirked while wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
She shrugged him off and crossed her arms. "Boys are on the other side Bolton."
He shrugged. "Am I suppose to give a damn? I'm the reason why this school has had many basketball championships over the last four years. I'm entitled to whatever."
"Other than me." she smiled fakely.
"Oh, really?" he said, arching a brow. He leaned down and brushed his lips against her's. He bit his lip and pulled away as he saw her flushed face. "Let's play ball." he whispered.
Coach Becky eyed Gabriella and Troy as he walked backwards to the boys side while still starring at the brunette. "Mr. Bolton and Ms. Montez save the PDA for out of mine and Coach Mike's gym ok?"
Gabriella turned more red and gave a slight nod.
"I have to be home by 7:30 tonight. My parent's say that we have important guest coming over." Gabriella said as Sharpay pulled her black Range Rover into Barney's Burgers, a hotspot for the St. Katherine's students.
Sharpay nodded. "Chillax hun, it's only 3:46 in the afternoon. Plus, it's a Friday. Why the hell are you having dinner with your parents?"
"They wanna talk about something." Gabriella shrugged. The two walked into the diner to see the normal crowds sitting at their normal tables. Geeks sat in the front, jocks sat in the back with the cheerleaders and dancers and the floaters sat in the middle. "God, I'm ordering a chocolate milkshake." Gabriella sighed as they sat next to Kelsi, Taylor, Chad, Zeke and a few other people in the back. She silently was thankful that Troy wasn't there.
"Same. My doctor said that my blood sugar is really low and well we dont want me to die." Sharpay laughed.
Zeke shook his head. "No, we don't honeybun."
"Aw, Zekey. You're so sweet." She planted a kiss on his lips which soon turned to making out.
The rest at the two combined tables made disgusted faces.
"Anywho," Taylor said moving along "Where's Bolton?" she asked, silently chuckling.
Chad took a bite of his hamburger. "He should be here in 5, 4, 3..." he said looking at his watch.
"Hello!" Troy cheered walking into the restaurant. He had his uniform's tie off leaving his navy button up shirt undone by two and khaki pants with black converse. He slid next to a bashful Gabriella and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "What's up people?"
"Dude, what the hell! I totally missed you coming in by two seconds!" Chad said reaching over the table and tapping him on the head.
Troy rolled his eyes. "Traffic Danforth. You would know about it, but you seem not to have a car since all of yours brake down or crash."
Chad flipped him off and took another bite of his hamburger.
"Sweetie, here's your milkshake." Anna, one of the middle-aged, well known waitresses said handing Gabriella her milkshake.
Gabriella smiled and took hold of it. "Thanks Anna."
Troy smiled charmingly at Anna. "Anna, what's the new husband doing to you 'cause you look great."
Anna rested a hand on her hip and eyed him. "Troy hitting on me will not get you free food now what do you want?"
"Oh, I'll just share with this gorgeous girl." Troy said resting his head against Gabriella's.
Anna rolled her eyes. "Never have I wished to be a teenager again." she muttered while walking away.
Troy stuck an extra straw into Gabriella's drink and took a sip.
Gabriella glared at him and pushed his shoulder away. "You better pay up 3.50 Bolton if you even think of sticking your straw in this."
Sharpay turned pale. "Is it just me and my dirty mind or did that sound so gross?" she said.
Taylor pinched the blonde's thigh.
Troy took his straw out. "Raunchy today Montez." he said.
Gabriella smiled evily and continued to sip the milkshake.
"Bolton I have a dilemma." Zeke said.
"Spill." Troy said.
Zeke sighed. "I was at Target, CVS and Wal-Mart last night to get protection," he said whispering the last part "and they didn't have any. I was like what the hell? So tomorrow being the ball I need some."
Troy lifted his body slightly and pulled his wallet out. "How many?" he asked.
Gabriella's mouth dropped as she stared at the large roll of condoms.
"Two please." Zeke said.
Sharpay gasped. "Zeke you just told our sex life. Way to go!"
Zeke turned red and hesitantly took the two out of Troy's hand. "Sorry."
"Why do you have so many in there?" Gabriella asked.
Troy smiled. "You never know Montez. Things happen."
An O captured her lips. "Right, right." She whipped her mouth with a napkin. "Bolton, will you please move so that I can get out." she asked, politely. She definitely wasn't in the mood to fight with him today.
He sat up and watched her walk to the ladies bathroom. He bit his lip and turned to the rest. "I'll be right back." he said,
turning his heel.
"I don't even want to know what's going on in that bathroom." Taylor muttered.
Troy quietly slipped into the bathroom and locked the one stall bathroom door. He bent down quietly to see Gabriella pulling a jean skirt on and slipping the navy plaid skirt off. He smirked and leaned against the wall waiting.
"Why don't you tell him that I'm leavin' never lookin' back again..." Gabriella sang while walking out of the stall in a new jean skirt and red polo and red flip-flops, not noticing Troy.
Troy coughed making Gabriella jump.
"Holy shit Troy!" she breathed while putting a hand on her heart.
He laughed and jumped onto the sinks counter. "So, what's up? You and me don't talk anymore."
She eyed him. "I wonder why."
"Because all we do is make-out. Not that I'm complaining. You're very good in that department." he said.
Gabriella re-applied lip-gloss and sighed. "Us making out and all this should stop. It's as though we're benefits and I hate that."
Troy rolled his eyes and moved her body in between her legs. "Why do you always worry so much? How do you not find us hating each other, yet still making out not fun?"
"Because I'm normal." she said.
He sighed and kissed her softly. He grinned into the kiss as she immediately began to kiss back. He slid off of the counter and rested her back on the bathroom stall door. His finger's moved under her shirt and began to rub her flat stomach.
Gabriella sighed and cupped his face in his hands, kissing him more passionately. She'd never know how he gave her such an adrenaline rush, but she liked it. Soon their tongues were playing tag with each other. She moved her hands down to the hem of his shirt and tugged on it. She slid his shirt over his head and threw it to the side. Her mind was blank and it felt as though she couldn't stop from touching and aching him.
Troy grabbed her bottom and lifted her up. He wrapped her legs around his waist and continued kissing her. He was shocked that she actually allowed this to go on for so long. He began trailing kisses down her jawline to her neck where he began to plant kisses along it. He grinned at the hickey he left her last night. He nibbled on the soft flesh while grabbing the bottom of her shirt and sliding it off. His mouth watered at the gorgeous sight of her.
Rolling her eyes at his starring Gabriella brought his lips back to her's and kissed him roughly.
"Are you guy's making out?" the two heard Taylor ask on the other side of the door. The broke apart quickly.
"Oh god." Gabriella whispered, as she began to panic. She looked between the two and groaned slightly. "This is so embarrassing."
Troy looked at her confused and pulled his shirt on. "What?"
"Everyone out there know's what we're doing in here and there's going to be speculation. Oh shit, Troy this can't happen again. My mind was blank and I don't know what I was thinking." Gabriella said wiping the smeared lip-gloss from the corner of her lips. "Be there in a sec Taylor!" she called out.
"Relax Montez. Like I said earlier we're having fun." Troy said, smirking at the brunette's panic.
She shook her head and grabbed her white Chanel purse. "Actually it is bad. You make out with how many girl's each day and I'm just another one of those girls. I refuse to be one of those."
Troy rolled his eyes. "Have I ever told you how slow you are? You like to think you're Ms. Perfect and that you don't like me,
but whenever I come around or we do, do this you just practically melt."
Gabriella gasped and hit his arm with her purse. "God, you're unbelievable!" she cried, unlocking the door to the restroom.
"Bye Montez." he smirked, while watching her walk out of the restroom. He turned around to look at himself in the mirror. "You are good." he whispered.
"So you guy's were making out?" Taylor said, while sitting in the back of Sharpay's car.
Gabriella nodded. "Yeah."
Sharpay and Taylor began to laugh. "I knew it!" Taylor cheered. "You guys are like obsessed with each other."
"No, it's just we always end up in horrible situations and timing if that makes sense."
"Pssh, there's nothing wrong with admitting that you like to make-out with him, Gabs. He's Troy Bolton." Sharpay said, shrugging.
"Yeah, but when tons of people know about it and it's embarrassing. Plus, I can't stand that jerk." Gabriella said.
Taylor rolled her eyes. "Then you're benefit's hun."
Sharpay pulled onto Gabriella's driveway and nodded in agreement. "Have fun Gabs, just not...too much."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Gabriella said, opening the passenger door to Sharpay's door. She arched a brow at the unusual car parked in front of the house. "We have guest." she muttered.
"Bye Gabs!" Sharpay and Taylor cheered in usion.
Gabriella waved and walked up the steps to her house. She walked inside her house and smiled as she smelled enchiladas. "Mm, muy bueno Marie!" she cheered, using the words she learned in Spanish class. She sat on the kitchen stool completely unaware of the guest and her parent's sitting in the dining room. "Where are my parent's?" she asked Marie.
Marie chuckled and pointed to the dining room.
Gabriella felt her stomach dropped as she turned to see her parent's and the Bolton's, including a smirking Troy. She slid off the stool and walked into the room. "Mom, dad you didn't say we had guest coming over."
Her dad, Christopher laughed and waved her off. "Nonsense, Gabriella. This is part of the dinner. Now take a seat." he said, pointing to a chair next to Troy.
"Curse you parent's." she muttered under her breath as she sat next to Troy. She rolled her eyes as he immediately began to rub her thigh. She shot him a look from the corner of her eye.
Christopher and Jack nodded towards each other and smiled. "Troy, where do you see yourself in ten years?" Jack asked his son.
Troy continued caressing Gabriella though under her will and shrugged. "I don't know. Playing ball."
Jack turned to Gabriella. "What are about you?"
Gabriella took a deep breath and tried to move Troy's hands. "I..I d..don't know." she stuttered as Troy's finger's moved dangerously close to the front of her panties. She silently thanked god that there was a table cloth to hide what was going on. "Why?" she yelped as his finger's ran past the front of her panties. She covered her mouth and her face began to turn a flushed red.
Troy bit his lip to stifle a laugh and continued to sip his Coke.
Sonia looked at her daughter confused. "Is everything ok, sweetie?"
"Y..yeah." Gabriella stuttered once again. She took Troy's hand into her's to stop his actions.
"Okay, well to continue Gabriella will you please answer Mr. Bolton?" Sonia said.
Gabriella nodded and squeezed onto Troy's finger's. "Well, I'd like to go to UCLA and study journaling." she said.
Troy slid his finger out of her grip and rubbed his finger's along the inside of her thigh.
Jack nodded. "Nice. Both of you. Gabriella how would you feel if you couldn't accomplish those dreams?" he asked.
"Um, I guess it'd be alright. I could always find another hobby." she said, latching onto Troy's hand once again. What she'd do to him as soon as this dinner was over.
"Gabriella, we want you to be stable. We want you to be able to know that you'll have a home as soon as you walk out the door. Same for you Troy." Christopher explained. He looked toward a nodding Jack to know if to continue. "Well, as you know us parents are wealthy and when you kids grow up we'd like you to be the same. Therefore, we'd like to combine our inheritance."
"What do you mean dad?" Gabriella asked, confused.
Christopher let out a breath. "We'd like you two to marry."
Troy moved his hand away from Gabriella quickly and felt his body turn hot. "Wh..what?"
Gabriella shook her head and chuckled. "Dad, will you please tell us the real reason. I mean you've got to be joking." Her chuckled began to die down as she saw the long faces of her mom and Mrs. Bolton and the serious ones plastered on her dad and Mr. Bolton. "Dad, please tell me your joking." she said, feeling her stomach turn in circles and loops.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait! School sucks right now. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'll try to update soon. Please review! :)