Hey guys, thanks for the reviews on the previous chapter. It makes me laugh how this story was supposed to be a oneshot, now it's turning out to be five chapters. I'm glad you all like the new Gabriella, but she's not staying for long because she doesn't like pretending to be someone else. In this chapter, Troy get's a little bit annoyed of Gabriella's change because he likes her the way she was before and he loved her so much the other way because she was herself and not like everyone else, but now she's changed to be like everyone else and he doesn't like it. Kind of like the Susan Boyle story. OMG I sooo didn't want her to get through on Britains Got Talent last night. I wanted Diversity and Faces of Disco. Anyway, hope you like this chapter! :D
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BloomiesGirl x
Drew walks by me
Can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
Gabriella smiled at herself in the mirror as she adjusted her femenine, flowy, summery dress that ended a couple inches above her knee, showing off her tanned, muscular legs. She stepped into some white wedges and threw her bookbag over her shoulder, walking out of her room and into the kitchen.
"Hey mom," she greeted her mother.
"Hey baby," she smiled, setting a fresh plate of pancakes that were drizzled in syrup in front of her. She breathed in the amazing smell before digging into them, stuffing them into her mouth with her fork.
"I'm going to be home late tonight." she said as she poured steaming hot kettle water into her coffee mug. Gabriella rolled her eyes. Big surprise, she thought to herself.
"Okay," she said.
"So you'll have to get your own dinner tonight. I'll leave some money on the stairs for you."
"Okay," she said. "I think I'm supposed to be going out with Troy tonight anyway."
"How is he, anyway? He's not been around here in a while. I remember he used to practically live here."
"Yeah, I've not really seen him in a while. He's got a new girlfriend. He's practically hypnotized by her. He'll do anything for her and he's changed too. He's getting into trouble at school and always cancels our plans at last minute so he can go hang out with her instead."
"Well that's not good," she said.
"I know." she replied. "I mean, he really likes her, but his grades have slipped from an A minus to a B minus in a couple weeks. If he carries on with it he'll be off the team, and Jack will go crazy at him."
"Well just keep reminding him the consequences of his actions." she said. "If I know him, he'll soon stop. You'll keep him grounded."
"I doubt it." Gabriella said, stuffing the last piece of pancake into her mouth and setting her fork down. "Anyway, I'm gonna be late. I'll see you tommorow." Gabriella said, feeling a little sad about the fact that she only got little chats like this with her mom because she worked so late at night.
"See you honey, have a nice day." she said, kissing her forehead before letting her go to school. Gabriella walked out of the house and smiled as she saw Troy kicking his car wheel and swearing.
"Having fun there?" she smirked.
"This fucking piece of shit." he cursed at his car.
"Well, we're going to be late, so instead of kicking the crap out of that piece of metal, you can get a ride with me."
"Can I drive?" he asked, as she gazed at him, her eyes flicking over each perfect feature on his flawless face.
"Knowing you you'll go about 60, so no."
"I'll drive carefully." he reasoned.
"Promise?"
"Promise." he said, taking the car keys and hopping into the drivers seat. She got into the passengers side, making sure to buckle her seatbelt. "Are we ready?" he said.
"Troy, if you dare go over the speed limit, I swear_" she was cut off by him reving the engine crazily. "Troy! Stop it." she said, slapping his lap.
"I'm kidding," he laughed, pulling out sensibly and driving down the road. "This slow enough for you?" he asked.
"Shut up." she said.
"We can go slower." he teased, lightly pressing hit foot on the pedal.
"Troy, we'll be late." she warned him. "Actually this is a good speed." she said, remembering about her lack of time to do her make-up and getting an eyeliner pencil out of her pocket. He looked at her.
"Gabs," he said. "You don't need it."
"Nobody needs it. It just looks good."
"Stop it." he said. "You look great without it."
"I'll look amazing with it." she replied.
"No, you'll look completely over the top." he said, frowning as she pulled the skin below her eye down and traced an eyeliner pencil all over it. "Gabs, don't." he said.
"Why not? Everyone else wears it."
"It doesn't matter, you look great without it."
"But I look better with it. It's stylish, Troy."
"It's not your style."
"And what is my style?" she asked, not bothering to let him reply. "Freaky nerd?"
"You're not a nerd."
"Oh please." she said. "If all the other girls wear it, Sharpay wears it, Kelsi wears it, Stefanie wears it. Why can't I?"
"Because it doesn't suit you." he said.
"Yes it does." she said.
"I like you without it."
"Well nobody else seems to notice me without it. So unless you want me to be some sort of loner with only one friend, or half of one, then you'd shut up."
"What do you mean half of one?"
"Nevermind." she said, stuffing the pencil back in her pocket.
"What do you mean?" he pushed.
"Troy,"
"Gabriella," he copied her. "Just tell me."
"You're never around anymore." she said, getting out of the car as soon as he pulled up in the parking lot, walking towards the entrance quickly before he could say anything and not bothering about the fact he had her car keys. She quickly strode down the hallway, not taking time to savour the attention like yesterday. She looked in her bookbag, realizing she had everything she needed and decided to go straight to homeroom.
"Gabs!" she heard from behind her. She pretended to not hear, walking down the hallway as quick as she could. She swore there were sparks coming off her heels. "Gabriella," she heard him say again. She opened the door to homeroom and walked in, going to the back and sitting in her seat.
He walked into homeroom and sat in his seat, taking a moment to look at her. He ignored most of Darbus' speech as usual.
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"Gabriella," she heard for the eightieth time that day. Well, not that surprising since it was her name. She felt a grip on her arm. She turned around.
"What." she demanded.
"Talk to me." he said.
"What am I doing now." she said dully.
"Gabs," he said. "Come on, let's go upstairs to our place and talk."
"I'd rather not." she said.
"Well..." he paused. "What can I say?"
"Nothing." she said. "Just leave me alone for a while."
"I don't want to." he said.
"Troy!" they heard as usual.
"Just talk to me." he said, rushing.
"Another time." she shook her head, taking the car keys he took out his pocket and stuffing them in her bag. She turned around just before Stefanie got there and walked away.
He hated it when Gabriella was upset. It was like seeing a puppy being pulled really hard on it's leash by it's owner. You felt bad for it.
His eyes were locked on her as she walked away, until he felt the familiar hands wrap around his torso.
"Hey baby," she said.
"Hey," he replied, looking down at his idea of perfection and kissing her lips.
"You want to go to the mall tonight?"
"I've got plans," he said, remembering that Gabriella was going over to his house tonight. Well, maybe she still was.
"Come on, I'm sure they aren't that important. Are they?"
"Well... kind of."
"What is it?" she asked, tracing circles on his torso.
"Basketball stuff with my dad." he lied.
"Oh come on, I'm sure he wont be that crushed if you spend some time with me instead."
"He will. We haven't spent some time together in weeks."
"Troy, come on, it's one night. I really need you to come shopping with me, Troy." she said, before adding in a slower, lower voice. "I need you, Troy."
"Are you sure someone else couldn't go with you?"
"Troy," she said. "I need.." she said as she trailed her finger across the tiny amount of chest you could see from his unbuttoned polo. She used the end of her sharp, acrylic nail to tickle it. "You," she finished.
"I guess..." he said. "I guess I'll move my dad to another night." he gulped, feeling the familiar feeling in his pants.
"Good," she said. "And don't think there's nothing in it for you, babe." she added, stroking his chest and speaking lowly. "We can go to my place afterwards. It'll be just us. Dad's on a business trip and mom's in Hawaii with her friends for the fortnight."
"Sounds great." he said, adding a low chuckle on the end which she copied. "See you tonight then."
"Pick me up at five. We'll go back to mine at ten. You may as well sleep over."
"Right." he nodded. "I'll see you later babe." he said.
"See you," she said, kissing his lips hungrily before pulling away and walking down the hall. He shook his head, trying to take his mind off the feeling in his pants, hoping it wouldn't show. He decided to try and find Gabriella again so he could talk to her. What did she mean by half a friend? What the hell have I done wrong? He thought to himself. He searched through the cafeteria, not really seeing a point. She wasn't really into going in there, unless she had to. She preferred eating in a classroom or on the rooftop. He walked towards the table were Chad, Zeke and Jason were sat with the cheerleaders. He frowned, noticing the space that was kept vacant for him wasn't there. He walked over to them and greeted him by running his hand through his fro.
"Yo hoops," he greeted me.
"Fro," he replied.
"Are you still up for bowling with us all tonight?" Jason asked.
"Actually, no, I've made plans with Stef." he said.
"What?" He heard a female voice. He looked down to where it came from and saw Gabriella sitting at the round table beside Chad. "I thought we had plans for tonight."
"I didn't think you'd want to."
"You were double booked then. What happened? Got a better offer?" she asked.
"What's up with you today?" he asked her.
"Nothing." she replied. "Just go fuck your girlfriend behind the lockers. Don't worry. I don't mind being on my own."
"What?" he said. "Can we go somewhere else please?"
"Why? So you can bail me again? I'm fine thanks."
"Wh_" he cut himself off. "Come here." he said.
"What?" she asked.
"Come here." he repeated.
"I'm eating," she said.
"You've finished." he said, making her shrug. "You have a choice." he whispered in her ear as everyone else began talking again. "Either use your own legs, or I'll do it for you." he said. She rolled her eyes and stood up, ignoring the hand he held out to help her get over the seat part.
"Where are we even going?" she asked impatiently walking with him towards the hallways.
"Roof." he said. They went through the white doors and up the stairs, the sunlight beaming on them. They sat on a bench that was up there. "Why have you been acting weird today?"
"Girl stuff." she lied.
"No it's not." he said. "It was girl stuff two weeks ago."
"Since when do you keep track of my cycle?"
"Because then I know when to be extra nice to you."
"Kiss up." she said, not wanting to show any appreciation or niceness towards him.
"So why then?" he asked, ignoring the bell that rang.
"That's the bell, you'll be late."
"I don't care. Tell me what's wrong with you."
"Nothing. Really Troy, I'm fine."
"Gabs, I'm not going to believe you when you've just said all that at lunch."
"I was just a little mad, that's all."
"Because I was spending time with Stef?"
"It's not that you're spending time with her instead of me. It's just... you've changed."
"I've changed?"
"Yeah. I mean, you're getting into trouble. You never have time for me. You always lie to me."
"Lie to you?"
"Yeah, all the times when you've said you're busy doing something when I know you're really going to get some from her."
"What?"
"Troy, don't pretend you don't know. You couldn't have been any more obvious the other day." she said before putting on his voice. "Oh, sorry, I forgot something. I can't spend time with you." she said. "But you had lipstick on your face."
"Alright, I have lied a couple times. Just so you don't get hurt."
"It hurts more when you lie." she said. "I wasn't lying when I said I'd be crushed if you lied to me."
"I'm sorry." he said.
"It's fine."
"It's not." he said. "How about I cancel on Stef and we go see a movie tonight."
"Really?"
"Of course."
"And you promise you'll definately come. No matter what she offers."
"No matter what."
"I'll see you tonight then." she said, standing up.
"Where you going?"
"Class."
"Don't go." he said, pulling her back down.
"I have to."
"You don't. Stay here with me. Like you said, we haven't spoken much."
"I'll get into trouble, as will you."
"But then I'll get down as late, and that's even worse."
"Not as bad as skipping class."
"Gabs, come on." he said, making her think.
"Right, I have an idea. I'll pretend to cry, and we'll walk into class late and our excuse will be that I was crying and you were being a good friend. Got it?"
"Blub away."
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"I told you it would work." Gabriella said as they left the class together.
"I never said it wouldn't." he replied, taking a couple books from her.
"But it worked."
"Great job. Gold star for you." he said, opening his locker and stuffing his own books inside.
"So, what movie do you want to see?" she asked.
"Anything but a chick flick."
"Chick flick?" she asked. "I can't believe you just actually used that phrase."
"I don't care, I'm not sitting through another movie where theres a man and a woman, they meet, they fall in love, a lot of trying to be funny things happen in the middle, and in the end they get married. It's always the same. I could write the script myself."
"They aren't all about that kind of stuff."
"Oh please, they so are." he said, standing by Gabriella's locker as she opened it.
"They so aren't, I mean, remember when we went and watched He's Just Not That Into You? That isn't like that."
"Whatever."
"Just because I'm right. We should go and watch Marley and Me."
"No way, my mom read the book and she was crying for days. It was so akward."
"Maybe not then." she said.
"Hey Troy," they heard from behind them. They turned around.
"Hey Stef,"
"Who's this?"
"This is Gabriella."
"Anyway, I was thinking maybe you could pick me up a little earlier tonight."
"Oh, about that, I really can't. Those plans I had before really were important."
"But you promised." she said.
"I know, babe, but I promised by dad too." he said, confusing Gabriella. "I'm sorry."
"Troy come on, you know you want to." she added slowly. "I've got so much planned."
"I don't think I can." he said.
"Fine." she snapped, knowing she wasn't getting anywhere and turning to walk away.
"Troy," Gabriella said quietly. "Just go, it's fine."
"Are you sure?" he said, making Gabriella's stomach drop. She wanted him to say that he wanted to go and see a movie with her tonight and not go to the mall with Stefanie.
"Yeah, it's cool."
"We'll do it another night." he said. "Thanks Gabs," he said as he turned around, running down the hallway to find her.
She better hold him tight
Give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes
And know she's lucky 'cause
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