Chapter six

A/N- I know I haven't updated in a really really long time, but I haven't been able to get on. But...I'm here now. Enjoy.

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"And so then I was all like, whoopah! It was amazing." Ryan continued with his once again pointless conversation that I'd heard about five hundered time. And I'm not being over dramtic here. I counted!

"Ry, I say this because I care. Shut up!" I explained as we stopped by our lockers. "I don't know who tells the worst stories, you or Chad. They both lack humor."

Ryan gave a dramatic gasp as I opened my locker to search for my books. "Shar, I'm shocked. I'm so much funnier than Chad."

"Yeah, that's what-" I stopped suddenly as I looked up, my eyes meeting a gorgeous pair of blue ones. I swear, I almost stopped breathing for a second as I realized the pair of eyes belonged to none other than Troy Bolton. Who just happened to be looking at me from a few lockers down as he leaned against the locker, a smirk on his beautiful face.

"Shar...hello...you alive in there?" Ryan joked, snapping his fingers in front my face.

I shook my head, but didn't take my eyes away from Troy. "Yeah, that's nice. I uh...have to go now." I said absently as I walked obliviously towards Troy. As I walked away I heard Ryan wonder to himself if I was on drugs. I guess you could put it that way. Troy was kind of like a drug to me. And I was hooked.

"Morning beautiful." Troy greeted me with a warm smile.

"Morning." I said, blushing a bit.

He raised his hand to my cheek, and his cold hand felt good on my rather warm cheek. "So, I have a question for you."

"Yeah?"

He smiled again, leaning down to whisper in my ear. "Will you go to the Valentines dance with me?"

I bit my lip, my head spinning. "How many langueses can I say yes in?"

He chuckled that very adorbale chuckle as he bent closer, his lips inching from mine, almost touching...

"Hey love woodpeckers." Chad's voice said from beisde us. We both looked up to see him standing there, a basketball in his hand and a grin on his face.

"Love woodpecker?" Troy questioned while absently taking my hand in his. I was grateful that he was looking at Chad and not me. This way, he wouldn't see me blush.

Chad shrugged. "I was going to say love birds, but I wanted to different."

"Chad," I sighed. "It would be really hard for you not to be considered...different."

"Aw, thanks Shar."

"I don't think that's a good thing Chad." Troy pointed out.

"Aw, let him think I was being nice." I said with a slight smirk.

Chad just nodded, pouting. "You two do make a perfect couple. You're both really mean to the Chadster."

"Well then you should just hear some of the things Ryan was saying about you earlier."

"I am going to pumble that dude with my ball." Chad annoucned, taking off towards Ryan.

"Well...that didn't sound sexual at all." I laughed.

"Well, at least he was right about one thing." Troy said as he began playing with our intertwined fingers.

"What's that?"

"I think we do make a perfect couple."

I grinned. I couldn't help it. I sounded so...amazing coming from his lips. "Yeah, so do I."

"If I tried to kiss you do you think Chad would interupt us again?"

"If he does you have my permission to hit him over the head with something hard."

He smirked, leaning in closer. "Good to know." He whispered before his lips met mine in one amazing kiss.

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"Sharpaaay!" Gabriella's voice cheered in my ear as Gabriella continued to curl my hair the night of the dance. It was a tradition that we always got ready together for dances.

"Ow, eardrum." I said, rubbing my ear.

"Sorry, I just wanted to ask you a question."

"And it would be?" I asked as I looked through my magizine absently.

"Are you in love with Troy?" Even though I couldn't see her, I knew she was grinning.

Suprised, I set down my magizine, not looking at her. "I very well could. I guess."

"So do you?" She asked, curious.

I shrugged. "I don't know. We haven't even been dating that long."

"But do you?"

"I don't know."

"Yes you do." She persisted. "Do you?"

"I don't know."

"Do you?"

"I don't know."

"Do you?"

"Fine, yes dammit, I love him!" I yelled in frustration. I looked back at Gabriella who was covering her mouth to keep from laughing. "Are you happy now?"

Gabriella smirked. "All I wanted was a yes or no."

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"Wow." Troy murmered as I opened the door for him at exactly 7:00 when he said he'd be there. The best part about dating him, he was never once late. Okay, that definitly wasn't the best part about dating him, but it was a bonus. "You look amazing."

I smiled and blushed a bit at his compliment as I looked down at my green and blue sundress. It was nothing fancy, but I thought it was cute. "Thank you. You look-" I paused a moment to finally take a looks at him. He was suit pants with a clue button down shirt. "Hot." Okay, I hadn't meant to say it, it just kinda slipped out. But could you honsetly blame me?

He chuckled, finding humor in my slip. "Diddo."

I blushed again, unsuprisenly. He always had that effect on me. I heard him chuckle again and I knew exactly why. "It's not funny."

"Oh come on, I think it's adorable."

"Well I don't." I pouted, stomping my foot and crossing my arms. Childish, I know.

He gave another laugh. "Okay, now that was adorable."

"He's a keeper Shar." Said Ryan as he entered the room with Gabriella. "He finds things cute that most people find annoying about you."

"Shut up Ryan." I said sticking out my tongue, then smirked and looked back at him. "By the way. You have lip stick all over your face."

Ryan instantly began wiping his face, giving a glance at Gabriella. "I told you you should have wiped it off first."

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"And then it was all, kanash. It was-"

"Ryan, I swear I will slap you upside the head if you even think of finishing that sentence." I warned my brother, glaring at him through the rearview mirror. Troy chuckled from the drivers seat as Gabriella giggled from the backseat where she sat beside a frightned looking Ryan.

"Anger managment." I heared Ryan mutter under his breathe.

"What did you say?" I asked, glaring even harder.

"Oh, he said anger managment." Troy said casually, his eyes still focused on the road.

"Hey, way to sell me out dude!" Ryan yelled.

"Hey, she's my girlfriend. You're my goofy friend. Which one do you think I'm gonna look out for?"

"Ever heard of the guy code?" Ryan shot back.

"Ever heard of the boyfriend code?"

"Oh, trust me, he's not well informed on that one." Gabriella said, giving a sideways glance to Ryan.

"I feel so distraught right now." Ryan pouted.

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You know in all those mushy roamnce movies where they have the school dance and the boy and girl go and have the perfect evening. Well, there might as well have been a camera filming Troy and I the entire time. It was all so...amazing. It was like it was some big date or anything, it was just...being there with him. That was the important thing. It was him. The guy who always made me feel amazing. I guess when I told Gabriella that I loved him, I didn't know how much quite yet, but I do now.

"Are you having a good time?" Troy asked as we danced. It was another slow song, not that I minded. It gave me another reason to be close to him.

"Absolutely." I replied honsetly as I slightly lifted my head from his chest, but only enough to see his face.

"Good." He whispered, leaning down and capturing my lips in a sweet kiss. By now we'd had many kisses, but each one was just like a first kiss. Sweet, passionate, amazing.

"You do know that it's pretty much impossible for me not to be happy or having a good time when I'm with you right? I'm not sure it's posible."

He gave me a somewhat curious glance, but grinned. "Well finally someone understands what I'm feeling."

I was about to kiss him again when suddenly his expression changed and his face slightly twisted. He looked down at me, looking worried. "Everything okay?" I asked, concerned.

He shook his head, his eyes looking behind me. I turned around to see a man, maybe in his thirties, and a teenage girl with red hair and the same blue eyes as Troy looking at him almost like she was apologizing, but the man looked angery. "Um, Pay." Troy said causiously, his eyes still locked on the two as he pulled away from my grasp. "I'll be right back. You stay here."

Even though his voice had been gentle I could tell that what he'd say had been more of a demand. Troy left, going over to where the two were standing. I just stood there, looking at them and wondering who they were and what they were doing. I saw Troy look at the young girl with an angery expression I'd never seen him wear then back a his dad with an unreadble look. Eventually they left from where they were standing. My guess would be to find somewhere private.

But there was just something in the way that Troy was acting and the mystery of it. I knew it was wrong to spy, but I couldn't stop myself from stepping out into the hallway to where they had gone to talk. I stopped when I heard voices, hiding behind a seperate wall.

"Dad, don't do this." I heard Troy plead with the older man.

"I told you what could happen. Troy, this is so stupid of you." I heard the male voice reply.

"Dammit!" Troy's angery voice cursed. "Annabelle, what were you thinking?"

"Don't blame this on her. She was right to tell me what's going on."

"No, she wasn't."

"Troy, I'm sorry." Said a feamale voice I assumed to belong to the red-headed girl. "I was worried about you. And we all know that if things got carried away you could have hurt her."

"I would have never hurt her!" Troy yelled. "I know how to control myself, okay. And I-" He stopped suddenly, looking towards where I was standing. I hid back farther, trying to hide myself.

"You what?" The older guy questioned, irritated.

Troy sighed. "I love her. I know that isn't what you wanted to hear, but I do. Even Annabelle could tell you that."

It was silent for a moment until the girl's weakened voice answered. "It's true. Dad, he really does love her."

Wait, were they talking about me? And Troy had called the guy dad and so had the girl, so this girl Annabelle must be his sister. But I didn't even know he had a sister. Oh, I'm just so confused.

I heard footsteps come my way as I ducked back farther behind the wall, trying again not to be seen. It hadn't worked. Troy stopped right in front of me, holding out his hand to me, which I took, and he pulled us towards the front door. It was completly silent until we got in his car. We just sat there, saying nothing and starring at nothing until I heard him clear his throat. "I'll uh...take you home. I'll text Ryan Ryan and ask him to find a ride home." He paused a moment, looking towards me for the first time. "Unless you want to stay?"

I shook my head. "No."

He simply nodded, started the car and began to drive.

And there was another long silence until I broke it. "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For spying. I know it's really stupid. I was just curious. I understand if you're mad."

He suprised me by laughing. "I'm not mad because you spyed Pay. I'm just...confused."

"Okay. But that guy and that girl..."

"My dad and sister." He answered shortly.

"Oh. And..."

He sighed again. "Yes, we were talking about you. And yes, I meant it when I said I loved you and I really can't tell you why I might hurt you if I'm not careful. Anything else?" He asked, looking at me again.

"Yeah." I nodded. "I love you too."

He didn't say anything. He just continued starring at the road as he drove. The only clue to let me know he had heard me was the smile on his face that he was trying to hide.

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Okay, I was going to have a lot more to this chapter, but I'm going to wait until next time. And the next chapter will be kinda sad. Something bad happens. But on the plus side, after the bad thing happens she finally discovers his secret. So, that's not far off.

And Spring break is soon, so hopefully I'll get some updating done.

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-Peace!