Chapter Two

"Man that sucked," Sharpay vented to me.

"Hmm?" I responded.

"Gabriella, do you ever listen to me?"

"Oh...what?"

"I guess not."

I looked at her and sighed. "Sorry Sharpay, I just have a lot on my mind."

"Ooh, due tell."

"It's nothing big, just, Troy."

Sharpay gave me a confused look and asked, "What about Troy?"

"I don't know."

"Of course you do. Now you are going to tell me." Sharpay has this way with people. Instead of sucking up till she gets the facts, she demands them with a forceful, powerful voice, that sometimes comes across scary. Luckily for me, I am use to it.

"Never mind." Sharpay frowned at this.

"You suck, you know that?"

"Yep. Listen, I gotta go now, or the fokes will start to wonder where I am."

"Yeah, you would think at eighteen, they would give you a little more freedom," she joked.

"I know! Anyway, I'll chachup with you later."

"Alright, but I want all the juicy details about your thoughts on Troy."

"We'll see." We said are goodbyes then went are separate ways.

I live about two miles from the pool, so I normally just run back and forth to it. A girl needs her exercise, and I adore the feeling you get after you exercise. The way your blood gets pumping, the pain your muscles go through, and the gross sweating feeling. It's such a great feeling because you know all that pain and sweat will be helpful in the long run, because it's just great. But today I wanted to take my time getting home, I just had to figure out these feelings I was getting from that mysterious Troy. So I decided to walk. Walk and ponder these feelings.

Troy. I don't know where to start. He is twenty, exactly two years older then me. I had never met him until cliff diving lessons, but that totally made me more attracted to him. That's right, I'm not going to lie, I am attracted to Troy. Other then his incredible good looks and megga hot body, it's his sense of adventure that draws me to him. His personality...well I'm not so sure about that. He's just so...mysterious. One minute he acts so serious and uptight, but then he does a complete 180. He makes jokes, and almost even flirts with me. Not to mention how is is in the water. He's so graceful...so...perfect.

Now that I think about it, he's a really good swimmer. It's almost like he lives in the water, or grew up in it. I don't mean they way I grew up in the water; always swimming in my free time, and taking surfing lessons. I mean, I really think he grew up in the water. But that's not possible. There is no way. That would either make him a fish, or a merman, or any other type of sea creature that doesn't exist. I may love to do the extream, but it doesn't mean I believe in the extream. Ghost's, monsters, vampires...it's not real. I mean, do people really believe vampires sparkle? If anything it's burst into flames, but their not real, so I don't see why people argue about these things.

I made it to my house about an hour later. I know, two miles in an hour? Slow poke. But I needed the walk because it really helped me sort out these feelings. And those feelings you ask? It's nothing. Just a little crush on the hot older man. Every girl has one of those, and every girl deals with it.

….525,000,600 minutes...how do you measure, measure a year? In daylights In-

"Hello?" I asked in the phone. Yes, my ring tone is from Rent. Only my favorite musical ever!

"..."

"Hello?" I said again.

"..."

"Okay then, guess you have the wrong number." I hung up and put the phone down.

"Who was that?" Mark, my older brother (who is visiting for the week), asked me.

"Don't know, they didn't say anything."

"Weird. Anyway, how was practice? Jump off any real cliff's yet?"

"Nope, were still learning at the pool. But it's still fun."

"You know mom and dad hate this, right?"

"I know, but it's what I love, so I really don't care."

"Just be careful, okay?"

"Aww, look whose looking out for their little sis," I teased.

"Gabriella, I'm serious, okay. Mom and dad would freak if anything happened to you. You are their only girl."

"And your their only boy. They don't worry about you."

"I don't put myself in danger doing things I find fun."

"Your a firefighter. The only difference between are danger is you get paid for yours."

"Oh, right. Well I don't know...maybe it's because I help people by putting my life in danger, where as you just jump off cliff's and scuba dive and surf, and any and every other dangerous thing you could do in the ocean. I don't understand what it is about the water you love so much."

"I just have a connection with the ocean, okay? You like putting fires out, and I like doing all 'ocean' sports. No big deal."

"Just don't do anything stupid, okay?"

"Okay, I won't," I told him, with a small smile. Will I push the limit? Yes. Will I do anything to coast me my life? I don't know. Getting that adrenaline rush is like my drug. I can't help loving that feeling, and I won't stop just because my family are a bunch of big babies.

….525,000,600 minutes..

"Excuse me," I said to my brother, and answered the phone. "Hello?"

"..."

"Wow, really?"

"..."

"Goodbye really annoying person." I hung up and threw my phone on the bed.

Maybe I should change my ring tone, because now I really want to watch Rent.