Chapter 2.
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"You want to know what I think your place looks like?" Troy said.
"Not really." Gabriella giggled and spun into him. He held her in place then put her arms around his neck. He started to slowly dance with her, trying to keep her attention.
"I think it looks dirty and messy and you have termite damage." he grinned. "And that's why I can't come over."
Gabriella tapped him playfully on the back of the neck before turning her back to him and continuing their dance.
It was a normal Friday, they'd meet up at the studio and dance whether they were alone or not. Troy had yet to take Gabriella on another date, "a real date" he had said. She'd watch him dance on 54th and then he'd been too busy with Jamie to come hang out after. It had only been two weeks and Troy already felt her growing on him.
"So tell me about your family, immediate family." Gabriella turned to him again.
Troy shrugged. "I have cousins, uncles, and aunts. Nothing exclusive."
"When are you ever going to tell me more about your life?" she asked lowly.
"When you tell me about yours." Troy smiled at her. Troy was strange, the way he always found a way to make her feel a bit stupid, the way he always made her think.
"Well, I was born in Albuquerque, New Mexico. I'm Filipino, Native American, and Irish. I graduated from East High School, I did two years at Brown and two years at Julliard. Umm, I started dancing ballet in my high school freshman year and have been dancing ever since."
Troy nodded and spun her around, "I was born here, went to Calhoun School from kindergarten to high school, I went to Spellman University then I did another four years at NYU. Then I got my Bachelor from Yale and I'm studying for my PHD and Doctors at Yale of Medicine. I'm doing online classes at the moment. I have been dancing since I was a little kid and just decided to start getting money for it when I realized working down at the community clinic wasn't enough to pay off Jamie's bills." Troy rambled.
"I'm 24, how old are you?"
"I'm 40." Troy smirked.
"Haha. I'm serious."
"I turn 26 in October. I recall you telling me you're birthday is in December. So you're turning 25." he concluded.
"Yeah. So next month Troy will be one more year to thirty." she giggled.
"Unfortunately so."
"What do you do at the clinic?" Gabriella questioned.
"I work with the children that come in. I take blood, clean up, take calls, and set appointments." Troy answered with a smile.
"Are you going to start your own private practice soon?" She stopped dancing with him and sat by their things. He continued however and began his isolated movements as he always did.
"Soon hopefully. I want to be a pediatrician since I love kids. It seems like a challenge." he finally stopped and grabbed his water bottle before sitting in front of her. "What did you major in? What are your minors?"
"Well, in Brown I majored in, Biology then I minored in Sociology and in English. At Julliard, I majored in Theatrical Talents, such as dance, poetry, etcetera." She sighed. "I want to be a drama teacher, I want to work with high school students who love the arts as much as I do."
"Sounds like you have a plan." he grinned.
She nodded thoughtfully, "Now that we know a little more about each other, tell me about your family."
"Why are you so curious?" he pulled his knees up and fell backwards against the floor. He rubbed his eyes, "Not minding your business can get you killed."
"I recall you saying when we first met that you don't kill." she crawled up next to him and rested her head on her knuckles, stretching her legs from under her.
"That was when I didn't think you were so nosy." he chuckled.
"Well, so what? I think it would be great to die with intelligence." she smiled softly. She found her hand on his chest tracing patterns. The people that were here earlier began to clear out and soon they were completely alone.
Troy look at her and his joking smile slowly left his face, "Well, maybe we should talk about this later."
"Like when I get you to my place?" she giggled.
Troy smiled but it wasn't as bright as the one he had at first, "Yeah, sounds like a plan."
"What if I take you there today?"
"I still wouldn't be able to tell you because Jamie has a doctor's appointment after school today." Troy began to pack up his things.
"I have nothing to do today, Troy, save me from boredom." she complained as she watched him stand and begin to get dressed.
Troy laughed, "Are asking to come with us to the doctor?"
"Yes, I'm asking to go with you to the doctor." She put on her shoes. "May I?"
Troy shrugged, "Sure."
"Great!" she pulled on her coat and threw her bag over her head, "Let's go then."
Troy pulled Gabriella into the school building and then knocked on a classroom door. Gabriella looked up and down the hallways as if waiting for someone to pounce on her and ask for her autograph or ask her why she was there.
The teacher swung the door open to a noisy classroom and she smiled warmly at Troy, "Come in. He was just finishing up some late work for me." They both entered the classroom and a few students began to point at Gabriella, acknowledging her.
She turned to Troy who was already smiling down at her and blushed, "I forgot I might cause some attention." she whispered.
A little boy walked up to the teacher and Gabriella noticed the familiar face. She watched him speak animatedly with the woman and then hand her some papers that she graded quickly and gave back to him. He pulled his bag off his shoulder and put the papers in his folder before packing it away and grinning over at them.
He ran over and hugged Troy tightly, causing Gabriella to let go of his hand so that he could hug back. "Come on buddy." They walked out and Jamie turned his head to her.
"You must be Gabriella." he said softly. Gabriella smiled happily and nodded before she held out her hand, "And you're Jamie."
Instead of taking her hand he looked up at Troy then hugged her. Troy raised a brown eyebrow suspiciously, "Ay, what's going on here!"
Jamie smiled and turned to him, embarrassment creeping up at his pale cheeks and adjusted his backpack. "Can we have pizza?"
Troy looked up at Gabriella who nodded with a smile, "Yeah." she answered him.
She wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him along leaving Troy to tag along with a sigh. They walked in the shop a few minutes later as people hustled out. They sat at a table before Troy opened his wallet and pulled out a twenty. "Do we all want cheese?"
Gabriella nodded and Jamie shrugged. He went up to order and took three Cokes out the store's fridge.
"Gabriella?" Jamie spoke hesitantly.
She looked to him with a grin, "What's up?"
"Can you get my face all over the city too?" he asked shyly. She giggled, "I'll see what I could do Jamie."
"And my brother too. He really likes you so he might be jealous if you don't." Jamie continued as if his statement needed further elaboration.
"Oh, he does, does he?" she teased. Jamie nodded with a laugh of his own, "A lot."
"I'll keep that in mind."
"And if anything ever happens to me, you'll take care of him won't you?" he asked with a puzzled gaze.
Gabriella's eyebrows rose in surprise, "Yeah, I will."
"Good, I would want to leave him in good hands... you promise?" He stuck his hand out to shake on it.
"I promise." she shook his hand and ran a soft hand down his cheek, "You're a sweet kid."
"I just love him. He's my big brother. I'll never admit that in a court of law though." he smiled softly. "I can't believe I actually told you that."
"You're secret's safe with me." she smiled back.
"You guys better stop smiling, you're getting me suspicious." Troy came back to the table balancing trays in his hands. He set them down and tucked his change in his pocket. Jamie took the slice he wanted and bit into it.
"Where'd that appetite come from?"
"I don't know. I was hungry by lunch but then I realized I told you not to pack me anything." he answered with a full mouth. Troy nodded and turned to Gabriella and watched her take her slice and bite into it also. She finally met his eyes and grinned causing him to smile also.
Jamie cocked an eyebrow and rolled his eyes. "Troy, do you like seafood?" Jamie pushed the food in his mouth to the middle of his tongue about to show it to his brother.
"That's not going to work this time, Jamie." he smirked and chewed his own food.
Jamie chuckled almost choking on his food and swallowed it before laughing again. Gabriella giggled, "You mean you actually fell for that once?"
"Yeah. I did." he answered shortly before glaring at Jamie. Gabriella turned to Jamie incredulously, "Good job, buddy!"
"Thank you, I was quite impressed with myself also." he pretended to bow and then laughed with her.
Troy gave them both pointed glares before settling on Jamie, "Kiddo, I found a new brand of sandwich. It involves my fist and one of your body parts."
"I don't like sandwiches." Jamie and Gabriella laughed harder causing Troy to laugh also.
"Hello?" Troy answered groggily.
"Hey. Did I wake you?" Gabriella's sweet voice dripped through his receiver.
He rubbed his eyes and looked over at the clock, "What are you doing up?"
"I don't know. I was thinking about you...So I thought I'd call." Gabriella mentally cursed herself and squeezed her eyes shut. "I could call back at another time."
"No. No it's alright it's actually great hearing from you. I was dreaming about you." he chuckled hoarsely into the phone. Gabriella almost moaned at his beautifully attractive deep voice.
"Really?" she squeaked.
"Yeah, you were skinning chickens." he said in a serious tone.
"What?" Gabriella's eyebrows scrunched in the middle of her face.
"I'm joking." he snickered. His throaty and sleepy voice put her on edge. "What are you really doing up, Gabriella?"
"I'm not sure. I couldn't sleep." she answered with a sigh. "I don't know why I thought you would be awake."
"I don't either, but I don't mind. I actually like hearing your voice at one in the morning." he laughed at her distress.
"Wow. Who would have thought?" she giggled.
And thus began the all night conversation.
"Can you get the door?" Troy asked Jamie.
Jamie hopped off the stool and answered the door, "Sharpay!"
Sharpay leaned down and kissed his cheek before following the sound of running water from the kitchen. Jamie closed the door and followed after her. Troy turned to smile at his cousin before turning the tap off and wiping his hands.
"Hey."
"What's going on? You haven't answered my calls." Sharpay punched him lightly. "You were supposed to pick up the money."
"Right. I forgot." he smiled and watched Jamie run off shouting something about homework. Sharpay sat at the table. "Hey, you know you never did tell me your status yet."
"My status?" he asked curiously.
"Are you single, taken, it's complicated, you know." she giggled.
"Well, I'm single. Thanks for your concern." he chuckled.
"So you are not trying to hit off with Gabriella? You act like it." she took off her jacket and placed it over the chair.
"I don't know." he dried around the sink with the dish towel then hung it on the rack, "I have Jamie to take care of."
"Troy, go out and have fun. Do something for yourself. Jamie is going to be okay with me or Chad or anyone for a while, you're not alone or anything." she protested.
Troy shook his head, "Shar, he needs me."
"I'm sure he loves you and all, but he only relies on you for medication, food, and a place to sleep. He has a life."
"Okay, Sharpay. But who will take him? I can't just shrug him off on people when I want to do something."
"Actually, you can. People know how hard it is on you trying to handle you're own private practice, raising money, these piling bills, and making sure he doesn't stay out of school to long. We all know and we're just here to help." Sharpay untied her shoes and pulled them off before pulling her legs up and tucking them under herself.
"I really don't need this, Sharpay. I already get it from your mom and Grandma." Troy folded his arms and shrugged, "I'm alright by myself anyway."
Sharpay rolled her eyes, "Just try and work something out with Gabriella, she was the first one that I've met and didn't seem too full of themselves. The first one I've seen since high school."
"No promises."
"Taylor? You still there?" Gabriella picked up the phone again and looked through her mail.
"I'm still here." Taylor answered.
"I met someone." Gabriella sighed happily.
"Oh, really?" Taylor laughed at her friend's content, "Tell me about him."
"His name is Troy and he always has unkempt brown hair and blue eyes. He is really muscular and he's a dancer just like me. He has a little brother and he keeps most of his life private but his little brother is precious! His name is Jamie." Gabriella sat on her bed and threw junk mail in the garbage can.
"Oh really? Is he into you too?"
"He's ten, Tay." she giggled.
"Who Troy or Jamie?"
"Jamie!" Gabriella answered with a swear, "Troy is a year older than us. But he has a friend that is so you're type. But then again I don't know if he is with Troy's cousin."
"Troy's cousin? You met family already?" Taylor questioned.
"No, actually he's a street dancer who is raising money for his little brother's medical bills. So he dances with Chad, the guy I think you'll like, and his cousin Sharpay." Gabriella babbled. "Another thing, he's launching his own practice for pediatrics."
"Oh, a doctor?" Taylor said teasingly.
"Yes, a doctor. He's so smart and he's funny and perfect." she sighed, gratified.
"Seems like someone has been hit by Cupid's arrow." Taylor said suggestively.
"I think you're right." Gabriella laid back on her bed and watched shapes appear in her white ceiling. "I never thought this would ever happen."
"So when are you going to set me up with this Chad..."
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