Gabriella felt her eye's become droopy as she sat in History II class, listening to Mrs. Dessen talking about how King Henry VIII of England beheaded Anne Boleyn. Mrs. Dessen told the story over and over again as they spoke of the 15th century. Gabriella had been up all night, due to her crying and the thoughts that ran through her mind, keeping her up all night. Her elbow rested on the desk, holding her head up as she covered a yawn. She looked innocently at Sharpay, as the blonde shot her a look. As weird as it was, History was Sharpay's favorite class. Her only favorite class. From the corner of her eye, Gabriella could see Troy sitting there with a blank face. He looked so handsome in his uniform, his hair was aligned perfectly around his face and crystal blue eye's, yet it had a messy look to it. Gabriella jumped up as she felt a tap on her desk. She looked up to see Mrs. Dessen, eyeing her.
"Ms. Montez, can you give me a synopsis of what I just said?"
Gabriella turned red as all eye's turned to her. "Um, King Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn had an affair?" she said, uneasy. She tucked a loose curl behind her and pursed her lips together, feeling embarrassment run through her.
Mrs. Dessen sighed and narrowed her eye's at her. She shifted her glasses upwards and smooth out her pencil skirt. "I'm glad you know that, but no. Maybe instead of gazing off at Mr. Bolton, we wouldn't have a problem would we?" A smirk appeared on the 40 some year-old woman saw the brunette turn a deep shade of red.
"God." Gabriella breathed as laughter erupted throughout the classroom. She slid into her seat and held up her thumb at the teacher.
"Glad I made a point." Mrs. Dessen said, walking back to the front of the classroom.
Gabriella could see Sharpay's sympathetic look. She shook her head and sat up in her chair. She sighed in relief as the bell rang, meaning gym class. She grabbed her history book and swung her tote on her shoulder, walking quickly pass Troy as she saw the small smile on his face. She met Sharpay at the door and groaned, lightly. "That teacher has never liked me."
Sharpay chuckled and shook her head. "Aw, she likes you, but as much as I like that class, she's just jealous that you're getting more from Troy rather than she is from her own husband." she said, shifting her black and white polka dotted headband.
Gabriella made a disgruntled face. "That's disturbing to even think about my teacher." She winced as the image appeared in her head. She shook her head and let out a breath. "That was embarrassing though. I mean, I wasn't even looking at Troy."
"Yeah, right. I could see you, looking at him. You and him both. Earlier today, I saw him totally staring at your ass." Sharpay shrugged and opened the door to the gym. "Then again though, it's Troy we're talking about. I still say that you two need to just have one night of passionate sex and then you two live happily ever after as man and wife." she said, in a daze while clapping her hands together.
"I've made a vow to save myself, thank you very much." Gabriella said, walking into the empty locker room as they were the first to arrive. She walked to her locker and began stripping out of her uniform to her gym clothes.
Sharpay lifted her blouse off, leaving her in a white lace bra. "From what? Troy's Johnson?" she asked, lifting a plain white t-shirt over her head. "Listen to me, Gabs, you two might be in a fight or whatever right now about wedding arrangements or something," she smiled innocently as Gabriella glared at her, "but just do it so that both you and Troy, will be left happy."
"Is that what you do when you and Zeke are fighting?" Gabriella asked, pulling on short navy shorts. She sat on the bench that rested in between the rows of lockers and began to slip on her white Nike's.
Sharpay shook her head and slipped her black flats off. "No, me and Zeke never fight because we tell each other what's on our mind instead of holding it in." she said.
Gabriella rolled her eye's and locked her locker. "I don't know, Shar." she shrugged, while leaning against the locker waiting for her friend who was tying her black Jordan's.
Sharpay soon sat up and locked her locker. She leaned in closer to her friend, hearing laughter and voices come through the lockers. "Sex may not be the answer, but atleast tease him. It'll make him crave you and make him say sorry for all of his sins. Plus, it's hot." she shrugged, before moving toward the locker's entrance.
Gabriella sighed and followed her friend. Kelsi and Taylor went out of town to California since both were visiting the campus of USC. Both Gabriella and Sharpay had decided on UCLA and were accepted there. The brunette pulled her hair into a high ponytail and brushed her side bang out of her face. A light groan escaped her lips as Coach Becky was bringing out a tub of basketball. She walked over to girl's side of the gym and sat next to Sharpay.
"Zeke, looks so yummy right now." Sharpay said, eyeing her boyfriend.
"He wears that everyday?" Gabriella said, confused.
Sharpay crocked her head to the side. "He looks different. I think it's the afterglow from our passionate session last night."
She stuck her tongue out, playfully and waved to Zeke as he smiled toward her.
Gabriella could see Troy eyeing her. She turned to him and narrowed her eye's at him. She could see him pointing to the gym's doors. She shook her head and winced as Sharpay nudged her.
"Go." Sharpay hissed. "Make him beg for you while you guy's are at it."
Gabriella sighed and turned to Coach Becky was chatting up with Coach Mike. She tip-toed across to the boy's side and felt Troy grab her hand, leading her out of the gym. She brushed his hand away and crossed her arms as they stood in the quiet and lonesome hallway. "What?"
"About you looking at me earlier today, am I really looking as good as I think I am today?" he asked, smirking.
"Is that all you wanted? I thought I said that we weren't speaking." she said, glaring at him.
Troy shrugged and began to rub his finger on top of her exposed skin between her shirt and shorts. "I miss you." he chuckled, stepping closer to her.
Gabriella pushed him away and shook her head. "You miss making-out and stuff, Troy. Until, I get an apology or something don't think that it's happening anytime soon." she said. "Even if it happens to pass our wedding day."
"Wedding day? You mean the joining of two crazy ass families day? And why do I have to apologize, fiancee?" he asked.
"Because you've been acting like a complete jackass for a while now. Now, I'm willing to be corduall with you, but not until you just knock everything off."
Troy rolled his eye's. "I'm willing to be corduall with you too, but you need to stop being such a controlling bitch." he said,
trapping her in a corner as his arms rested on either side of her head.
Gabriella stared at him through her brown orbs. "I'm not a controlling bitch, thank you very much."
Troy scoffed and laughed, softly. "God, I can't believe what I'm about to do." he muttered. He sighed and looked at her in the eye's, trying hard not to laugh. "I'm sorry, Gabriella, that I'm such a jackass. As the future woman who until this world demolishes thanks to global warming, I will be married to too, I will try my best to not be such a big and cocky ass, also."
Gabriella smiled victoriously. "Troy, I'm sorry for being a bit of a controlling bitch, but I can't help that I like things done a certain way." She rolled her eye's as Troy narrowed his eye's at her. "And as my future husband, the man who's laundry I will probably start doing for the rest of my life, I will try to be a less controlling bitch."
"See it's a start. Now, about that making out part." he smiled, while lifting up her t-shirt slightly.
She pushed him away and smirked. "See you later, Troy." she said, before disappearing back into the gym, leaving him astonished.
"I was thinking since she has such a petite figure that we want something that will enlongate her a bit." Antonio said, showing Sonia his drawing of Gabriella's dress.
Sonia pushed up her glasses, which she used for reading and such, and nodded. "I love it, really. As long as it's white though. I don't want any ivory or anything."
Antonio patted his straightened hair and nodded. "Sonia, do you not know me and wedding dresses?" he chuckled.
"I was just checking." Sonia said. "Come in." she called out as there was a knock at the door. She smiled as Gabriella walked in.
"Antonio!" Gabriella cheered, running to the dirty blonde man. She hugged him tightly and kissed him on the cheek. "How are you?" she asked. He had gone on vacation to Brazil with his boyfriend Dave for about a week and a half.
Antonio smiled. "I'm great. Brazil is amazing in so many ways. The food, people, and the scenery was just fabulous." he cheered.
Gabriella sat on the side of him and nodded. "That's awesome."
He grabbed her left hand, eyeing her ring. "You're still down for it, eh?"
"Yeah," she chuckled, "I kind of have to." she said, eyeing her mother who was obliviously trying to avoid her.
"You and Trey are getting along?" Antonio asked.
Gabriella smiled and shrugged. "It's Troy, and yeah, I guess we are. I mean, we're not best friends, but we don't really bicker that much."
"That's good." Antonio said, grinning. He slid the book he was just showing to Sonia out of his lap and placed it on Gabriella's lap. He pointed to the picture of her dress. "You like? I designed it way back and I thought that it'd look great on you."
Gabriella held the book up, observing the dress. "I like it." she smiled. She slid the book back into Antonio's lap. "It's really pretty."
Antonio bit his lip. "Are you sure? I can put some lace or something on-", he was cut off by Gabriella's chuckle.
"No, Antonio I love it, really." She stood up and began to walk toward the door. "I'm gonna go to Shar's house. See you guy's." she lied, waving. She walked to her room and threw her uniform off. She slipped on a jean skirt, black tank top and red and black stripped flats. Grabbing her black purse, she jogged downstairs and out the house to her white Mercedes. She drove to the home she'd grown extremely familiar to. She walked to the front door and rang the doorbell waiting for an answer.
Troy groaned as he opened the door, bare chested in only a pair of plaid flannel pyjama pants and socks. "Yes?" he asked, running a hand through his bedhead hair.
"Are your parents home?" Gabriella asked, twirling her curls in between her finger's.
"Mother went with father to Santa Fe. They needed a disturbing night alone together, why?" he asked, leaning against the door's.
Gabriella walked in and dropped her purse, sighing. "It's 4:00 in the evening, were you asleep?" she asked, turning to him as he shut and locked the front door.
"Yeah. School's tiring." Troy sighed. He wiggled his eyebrow's and made a face that only a person who figured something out would make. "How about you join me in my bed and we can sleep together?" he asked, slyly.
"You have to earn that, Bolton." Gabriella said, narrowing her eye's at him.
Troy walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "But, fiancee, I had a really long day at school." he said, burying his face in her neck.
Gabriella rolled her eye's. "Troy, you ditched the last part of school, today."
"Still." he muttered, as he began to plant kisses on her shoulder. He grinned boyishly as he brought his face closer to her's.
"You can always tutor me too." he said, before kissing her softly.
"I came here to be friends with you, Troy and to hang out as acquaintances."
Troy stepped away from her and eyed her. "In that? You know, I've always loved mini jean skirts, Montez." he said, licking his lips.
Gabriella arched a brow and thought for a moment. Sharpay's words began to go through her mind. Tease him, make him beg for you. She sighed and crocked her head, staring into his blue eye's. "How about I make you a deal?" she asked.
"Depends on what it is."
"If you wash my car then maybe we can work something out." Gabriella shrugged. "In or out?"
Troy stared at her. "All I have to do is wash your car?" he asked.
Gabriella nodded. "It's in need of one. So yes or no, Bolton?" she asked.
"Yes. Let me go get my sponge."
"Why are we here?" Zeke asked, groaning as he and Sharpay walked around Target.
Sharpay hit him on the chest. "I need tampons, ok?" she hissed.
Zeke made a disgruntled face and continued to push the cart while she walked around eyeing the isle. "Why is Target so red?" he asked, dumbly.
"It's their color, Zekey." Sharpay said, grabbing Tampax Pearl. She threw it inside her little cart that also had Jelly Belly's and a crossword puzzle book inside. She gasped as she bumped into someone while the two turned the corner. Her breathed hitched as she came face to face with one of her past worst enemy, as well as Gabriella's. "Alexa." she whispered.
Flashback
"Come on Gabs, cheer up." Sharpay said, nudging their friend as they walked through Urban Outfitters. "You and Troy broke up a while ago, it's time to just get over it."
Gabriella sighed, while holding up a blue cardigan up to her. "He hasn't tried calling me. Why?"
Taylor who was with the two, arched a brow. "You guy's broke up."
"But he's supposed to be missing me and trying to win me back." she paused for a moment, biting her lip. She shook her head and opened her purse. "I'm calling him."
Sharpay shook her head. "No, you are not." she warned, grabbing the cellphone out of her friend's hands. "He obviously doesn't care, Gabs. Let's just move on. He's being a total bastard and you don't need that in your life."
Taylor nodded in agreement. "You don't speak to him until he calls you or tries to. If he does though even, don't say anything. You need to get over him. What's so special about Bolton anyways?"
"He's intelligent, witty, smart, incredibly handsome, sweet..." Gabriella rambled on.
"Yeah, we get it." Sharpay said cutting the brunette off. "Just stop thinking about him."
"Fudge." Taylor whispered. "I gotta go pee, hold my purse." she said, handing the purse to Sharpay. She jogged out of the store and to the mall's restroom.
"I loved him, Shar." Gabriella said, quietly.
"I know you did, hun, but as you let time pass you'll start to just think 'whatever', trust me." Sharpay said, patting her friends shoulder. She rolled her eyes and grumbled something incoherent as Alexa Fryer walked into the store. "What the hell is she doing here?" she muttered.
Gabriella looked at her friend confused and turned. She too, rolled her eye's as she saw the black haired girl. "Perfect timing."
"Hello, Evans and Montez." Alexa smirked, while walking over to the two.
"Fryer. What a suprise." Sharpay said, slightly glaring at her.
Gabriella smiled weakly. "Hi."
Sharpay nudged her and mouthed 'shut up'. "So, Alexa, what do you want?" she asked, crossing her arms.
"Oh, nothing much. I was just walking around the mall. How are you guy's?" Alexa asked, arching a brow and smirking at the two.
"We're fine. Now if you could go away, that'd be fabulous."
Alexa laughed darkly and rolled her eye's. "God, don't tell me you two are still bitching about the whole Troy thing. If I wanted to have my way with him, I would've a long time ago."
"What makes you so sure?" Gabriella asked, suddenly. She flushed as she realized her sudden movements.
"I'm sure, Montez. I can't believe you ever thought Troy was actually in your guy's relationship. He flirted with girl's left and right, including me, but I already had that boy a long time ago. Although, I will admit he is a good kisser. I would know, since ya'know, recently. He was just so upset that you and that Brian boy had kissed. I had to cheer him up in some way." She grinned as she saw the sadness reach Gabriella's face. "He probably told you that we didn't kiss, right? Well, I'd just really check up on Bolton. Who knows what he's doing now." She smiled darkly and began to walk away. "See you guy's later."
"I can't stand that bitch, ugh." Sharpay groaned as she let out a breath and turned to a dazed Gabriella. "You okay?" she asked.
Gabriella smiled quickly and nodded. "Yeah, let's just keep, um, shopping." she said, turning back to the rack.
Sharpay sighed at her friend and shook her head.
End of Flashback
"I can't believe that this is the fucking deal." Troy muttered as the two sat beside the living room's coffee table, playing cards.
Gabriella smiled and shrugged. "Hey, atleast my car is clean now."
Troy glared at her and layed a card down. "Good for you. How about you go outside in a bikini and clean my car?" he said, a sly grin appearing.
"In your dreams, Bolton."
"Ah," Troy sighed, "I can only wish for the day, I suppose, but until then how about you just take your top off?" he grinned.
Gabriella glared at him. "Has anyone ever told you, how horny and peverted you are?" she asked.
"All the time, but I take it as a compliment. I mean, some people have a rare condition where they can't feel anything, down there, if ya know what I mean, so yeah. Tell me that all the time."
Gabriella chuckled and shook her head. "Well, thank god, you don't have that condition."
"I know, right? If I didn't, I just wouldn't be me." He crooked his neck and stared at her from across the table. "Now, has anyone ever told you wear too much make-up?" Troy asked.
"What?" Gabriella gasped, bringing a hand to her face. "I do?"
Troy shrugged. "Yeah, you don't need it though. Natural is always best."
"So embarrassing." Gabriella sighed, running to the living room's restroom.
"Oh god." Troy chuckled, following after her. "This just proves to me, how much girl's actually care about looks."
Gabriella glared at him and brought water to her face. "I don't care about my looks, I just want to look nice."
Troy threw a towel at her and smiled. "I think you're beautiful."
Gabriella smiled softly, while a blush crept upon her face. "T..Thanks." She turned her head quickly, along with Troy as there was a loud bang at the door.
Troy groaned and jogged to the door. "What?" he sighed, as Sharpay came in view with Zeke behind.
Sharpay noticed Gabriella walking out of the bathroom from the corner of her eye. She grabbed Troy's shirt, bringing him closer to her. She shut the front door, glaring at the blue-eyed boy.
Troy yelped as she smacked him upside the head. "What the hell?" He looked at Zeke, who was staring at him sympethetically.
"Remember the time when you and Gabriella broke up because you kissed Alexa Fryer?" Sharpay asked, crossing her arms and continuing to glare at him.
"No, because I didn't kiss-" he was cut off by another smack by Sharpay.
"Did I say you can talk?" the petite blonde yelled.
Zeke laughed nervously and grabbed Sharpay's arm. "Hey babe, let's go get some ice cream."
Sharpay shrugged him off and shook her head. "She's back in town, Troy." she rolled her eye's at him as he looked at her confused. "Remember she moved to Seattle because of her dad's job? Well, she's moved back and she's gonna spend the last two and a half months of high school at St. Katherine's. Can you believe it? Oh, and look at this Bolton." she opened her purse and shoved her phone in his face. "She thought it was ok, to just grab my cellphone and put her number in it. She's so lucky, I didn't throw it in her fucking face."
Troy pursed his lips together and stared at her. "Why are you telling me this?" he asked.
"Because last time, she kissed you, you kissed her or whatever and you and I both saw what that did to Gabriella rather than break her heart. Alexa loves you Troy. She'll do anything to be with you. Then again, so does Gabriella and you love Gabriella too. So, this time don't be a jackass and stick with Gabriella, ok? I'm just warning you because I'll be damned if I have to see Gabriella brokenhearted again, you got that?"
"Yeah, I got it." Troy sighed. He turned around as he heard the front door close to see Gabriella walking down the steps.
"Hey, Shar and Zeke. What's up?" Gabriella cheered, standing beside Troy.
Troy shook his head slightly at Sharpay.
Sharpay narrowed her eye's at him and sighed. She looked at a confused Gabriella and smiled brightly. "Oh, nothing much. Me and Zeke just came here to tell Troy that Zeke was accepted into UCLA!" she cheered.
"Oh my god, that's great, Zeke!"
Zeke smiled nervously and nodded. "Yeah, I know. I get to be with you, Sharpay, Troy and Ryan now."
Gabriella nodded in agreement, smiling. Her smile faded away as she noticed the quietness and awkwardness between the three. "What's going on?" she asked.
"Alexa Fryer's back." Zeke said, quickly. He bit his lip as Sharpay pinched his side and Troy glared at him.
"What?" Gabriella asked, confused.
"Alexa moved back here from Seattle. I know you don't like her and all, but-"
Gabriella scoffed and laughed. "No, I got over her and her issues a long time ago. I could care less that she's back. I don't have a boyfriend this time so what is she going to do? It's cool." she shrugged.
Sharpay shook her head. "That's what you said last time, Gabs."
"Because I meant it. Why do you guy's think I care so much about her? Yeah, she practically made my life a living hell, but I'm 18 years-old now, not 16 or 17, so I moved on. Who cares? Don't you think it's you who should move on?"
"Yeah, you're right." Sharpay said, shrugging. She grabbed Zeke's hand and began to walk to Zeke's black Audi. "I'll call you later."
Gabriella and Troy watched as Zeke and Sharpay drove off. Gabriella shook her head and turned to him. "Thanks alot." she muttered, before walking back into the house.
Troy looked at her confused and followed her. "What?" he asked.
"Did you guy's all go behind my fucking back and make me look like an idiot out there, just because Alexa Fryer is back? When's the last time I talked about her?" Gabriella asked, raising her voice slightly as she grabbed her purse.
"I don't know. Sharpay just came and told me. Plus, you just said you don't care about Alexa and look at you know!" Troy said, obviously annoyed.
Gabriella glared at him. "Because I just wish someone would stop treating me like I'm 5 years-old! I can handle Alexa. She doesn't even fucking pay attention to me, so what's the big deal? She wants you, not me so why is everyone trying to protect me? It's not like I can stop her or anything! Hell, I don't even have a reason to!"
"Then will you just calm the hell down and just stop acting like you don't care instead of standing here and yelling at me for no reason?"
"God, I don't even know why I try with you. Something always comes up and ends like this."
Troy rolled his eyes. "Then don't try Gabriella, nobody asked you to."
Gabriella began to walk toward the door. "Yeah, you're right." she said, walking out of the quiet house and slamming the front door behind her.
"Alexa!" DeAnna and Lindsay cheered as they saw their friend walk into the mediocre filled Mexican restaurant.
Alexa smiled and hugged them, before sitting down at the booth they were sitting at. "So, ladies, fill me in on everything."
she said. The three talked for a good 15 minutes before the topic of Troy and Gabriella's arranged marriage popped up. "They're getting married?" she asked, confused.
Lindsay flipped her blonde hair back and nodded. "Yeah, how did you not hear that? All of Albuquerque practically knows. They're also been saying that they've been hanging out in close proximity's, if you know what I mean."
Alexa stared off for a moment, looking in a daze. She pursed her lips and a smirk appeared on her small lips. "I've gotta go,"
she said, standing up from the booth, "take care of a few thing's, reacquaint myself."
A/N: Thanks for the reviews and the happy birthday's on the last chapter, haha. I hope you liked this chapter. This chapter is dedicated to my 100th reviewer smartgirl231814. Now, for Alexa, she's a bitch and will grow as one, but she won't be a main character in this story. She'll still be in it though. Please review. I plan on updating tomorrow 'cause it's the weekend and I have nothing to do. So, please review and thanks again. (: