Okay this time I actually have a good excuse! My internet have been down for like a month :O I was close to death!

"She's 16!" A male voice barked out to loud in the local gym making everyone looking at the African American chef who had indeed stopped running on the treadmill and nearly fallen of it at the reveling of the age of his best friend's new girlfriend. He could be supportive with girlfriends that was 19 but 16? That must count his friend as pedophile or something like that! "Are you insane! You can go to jail for that!" He says trying to figure out if he was pissed or happy for his friend.

"Zeke shout a little louder I don't think the guy in the corner heard you!" Troy says sarcastic to his best friend. "Look its not like that with her alright? I just feel good when I am around her. I don't have to pretend like I do at my job every fucking day. She is the kind of girl you wanna come home to every day when every one at work have been bitchy." He tries to explain to his single friend who really tried to understand all of this… Nonsense. Even if he has, the biggest crush on Kelsi. But that beside the point!

"I'm just saying that if you do something she aren't ready for she can report you for rape! And if it goes to court you'll probably lose!" Zeke explains to him trying to get him out of this crazy state of mind. He needed to realize it wasn't good for a guy in his position to screw around with high school girls. It was just not right and it should not happen.

"Dude! Why would I force her to do something she isn't ready for? That's never been me! Douche!" Troy sighs. "Look I just want you Kelsi and my family to like her the rest I don't give a fuck about!" He says looking desperately at his best friend.

"I'm pretty sure I like her if she makes you happy dude…" Zeke says and Troy smiles to him gratefully. "As long she isn't better than me at cooking!" He ads in a joking manner.

Troy chuckles and shakes his head knowing she is a disaster in the kitchen. "Man you know you are number one!" He says to Zeke.

"So what, you're inviting us for dinner?" Zeke asks.

"Something like that.. I think she would prefer that she is very shy." He informs his friend who nods and looks at his friend's stupid grin. It was obvious that he was in love with this Gabriella girl.

She sat at the small diner looking at her friends that were disgustingly cute exchanging small kisses and sweet words in front of her eyes. She would have puked for less. "Ehm… I am still is here in case you forgot." She say in a small voice the couple did not tear their eyes from each other to in love to notice the outside world. The funny thing was that Chad was supposed to be working not having eye-sex with his girlfriend. "Aren't you supposed to be working?" Gabriella tried again but she had no more luck then before.

"Chad! Get back to work!" A man barked and he was pulled out of his trance and went back to working.

"Can I talk to you now without you eyeing your boyfriend?" Gabriella asked rather seriously to her best friend wanting to tell her about her fear and excitement about being together with Troy Bolton. But her best friend's eyes were glued to her boyfriend that helped a table to get seated.

"What?" Sharpay say spinning her head around looking at her best friend that was about to give up having this conversation with her best friend. But she took a deep breath regaining some calm before trying again.

"Do you think I make a mistake by dating Troy?" She fiddled with her hands when she asks because she is so nervous of the outcome of this conversation.

"I don't know…" Sharpay said thinking. "Does it feel wrong when you are with him?" She continues.

Is her friend insane? It couldn't feel more right when she was with him. He is perfect in every single way and could probably have any girl he wants and he chooses her. Who was practically nobody. She feels safe whenever he is around. And she loved when they slept together. Her body feels suddenly warmer just by the thought about cuddling into in him again.

But her thoughts are interrupted when she sees Sharpay staring at Chad again completely ignoring her as she usually does these days. Gabriella just shakes her head at her friend and leaves not bothering to say anything.

She walks out in the warm autumn day smiling slightly when she sees they sun she beings the short journey home to her house trying to not get angry at Sharpay she was in some sort of honeymoon stage with Chad and she understood and respected that but it would be nice that just once in a while be noticed by them.

She checked her phone and to her disappointment it showed no sign of either texts or phone calls. Putting it back she smiles softly to her self. The sun warmed her cold face and she felt all warm and giddy inside. Something she didn't understand but didn't question it either. She sees an elderly couple who is out walking holding hands and just talking quietly among each other but for all they knew they could have been 17 instead of 70 having the same facial look as her two best friends. It was only the other who excited.

She wondered if she look like that when she was with Troy or if she looked just the same as she did before. She had to ask Sharpay when she had gotten down from her own high. She turns into her street and smiles and waves to some neighbors as she walks by the playing families. She hurries up and goes into her house never letting the smile on her face go away.

Sitting in the bar sipping on the cold beer while looking around the old place for his friends. Zeke would pick up Jason before heading over here and that was fine with him. He hadn't met his friends in a long time so it would be nice to just chill with friends and drinking some cold beers.

But his mind was drifting to Gabriella. Wondering what she was doing right now. He chuckles to him self how idiotic he sounds. They barely been together a week and he is already obsessed with her and would prefer that she spends every night at his place. But it seemed too soon to ask that of her but he would suggest that she should start spending the nights at his place more often though. He loved the way she was curled up against him when they slept.

He just smiles at the thought of experience that again. Though, he suspected that he would need to meet her parents. Even if Jose liked him because he liked his father before he would probably hate him now when he was dating his baby girl who was six years younger then him. He just chuckles and takes a sip of his beer and continues to wait for the friends to appear in the half-full bar.

"So what is a good looking guy you doing at a place like this?" The female bartender asks. She looked good he gives her that mush. A redhead, probably fake but still. Her hazel eyes was framed with black makeup. A few extra pounds added to her body giving her a true woman's body. The upper body hade a black polo where is stood Tony's and Claire under, on her left chest in white. He didn't see what she had on legs but he guessed jeans.

"Waiting for two friends and avoiding the press…" He chuckles to her and she smiles.

"Right you are Troy Bolton I thought I've seen you somewhere." She smiles to him as she polishes some glasses and glances around the calm bar. He watches her work and admires her for it. He wondered how it would feel to just work at different jobs trying everything until you found the right place where you felt at home. "You don't have to worry, I won't tell the press you hide in this old place…" She smiles to him.

He nods thankfully to her. "Thanks. I mean they will probably figure out that I hide here..." He says.

"Why do you think we have Joe…" She pointed to the direction a white guy sat and played cards with some friend's drinking water. "The celebrities are just crowding around here…" She giggles.

"It's not as fun as everyone think, no personal life what so ever. Believe me it's nothing you wanna have. I would rather do… Whatever there are you doing at the days?" He smiles to her kindly, drinking of the now slightly tempered beer.

"This is not a full time thing; I just need cash so I can pay rent to and have dinner every night…" She explains standing more in front of him now.

"So what do you do during the days if I may ask?" He continues finding as he has nothing better to do as he waits for his already late friends. She is about to talk when a customer is coming up to the bar and he understood why he was ditched the second she saw him and she gave the man his vodka and coke.

"Sorry I had to help him… What did you say?" She asks.

"Its okay, I understand customers first." He finish his beer before continue talking. "I asked you what you do during the days." He tapped his fingers gently across the bar.

"I study… I am trying to become a police…" She says proudly.

"Wow… That really cool I wouldn't wanna meet you on the streets." He chuckles. The door opened and he saw his friends come inside he raised a hand when he saw that they looked confused around the room, the friends made their way over to the bar where he was stationed and wasn't about to move for a while.

Sitting bowed over the desk gave her back pain. It seriously hurt she shouldn't sit in the same position to long, then usually this happened her back hurting and she complaining about it. There was a knock on the door and she turned around and saw her parents standing in the doorway.

"Something wrong?" She asks them looking slightly confused about both of them standing there her mother was mostly the one who said goodnight.

"I just wanted to ask if you want to take someone with you when we go up to grandma and grand pa in two weeks." She saw her mother elbowing her father in the ribcage and she contained a giggle not wanting to interrupt her parents.

"Yeah maybe Troy would like to come…" Her father mutters far from the happiness he should have. Maybe it was father's instinct of protecting his only daughter. But Gabriella smiles anyway appreciating that he at least try to warm up to the idea of her having a boyfriend.

"I guess I can ask him…" She says softly to her parents.

"Maybe you could call him like now so we know." Her father said wanting to know if he could sleep alright to night or if he would have to figure out a murder plan and an activity plan so they would have minimum time together.

"He is out with some friends tonight so I'll just ask him tomorrow." Gabriella shrugs and is about to return to her homework when her dad look at her sternly to get her attention.

"Who is he out with?" Her father wanted to know instantly.

"I don't know, friends? I didn't question him about it exactly.." Her mind was racing around, wanting to know where he was going with this questioning.

"So he might be with other girls?" He asks.

"Jose! He is allowed to be with his friend girls or boys! Gabriella hangs out with Chad all the time and they are just best friends." Her mother defends her daughter's boyfriend. Gabriella knew that her father was completely whipped by her mother.

Her parents left and she went back to her homework feeling slight confusion over that her father wouldn't let her grow up on her own. Letting her have a boyfriend would be a good start and actually like him! He liked him before she started seeing him. But that was probably the thing. It was before he thought the perfect Troy Bolton would corrupt his innocent daughter.

With a heavy sigh she went back to her homework.

The day at work had been hard when he arrived home the day after. He had been slightly hung over all day. He picked up his cell phone wanting to hear just one voice right now. Hopefully she would make her way over here and he would be able to have some time with her.

"Hello?" Her voice seemed distant but his memory did not make it justice it was much more beautiful in real life.

"Hey its me…" He begins. "Would you like to come over? I would like some company." He says gently sitting down on the couch as he waits for her answer.

"Yeah sure…" She says sweetly. "Want me to come now?"

"If you want. I can pick you up if you like…" He offers being a gentleman.

"I can walk… I'll be there in like half hour.." She says and hangs up on him. He smiles to him self. This day could only get better.

And a half hour later the doorbell rang and he went to open it and to no surprise Gabriella stood there with a smile on her face looking as innocent as ever but very beautiful in his eyes. He leaned down and captured her lips in a gentle hello kiss. "Hi" He murmurs and kisses her gently again.

"Hi.." She says quietly. "As mush as I like your doorway I think I would prefer to be inside in the heat…" She says giggling softly. He takes her hands and lead her in the warm apartment. She gets out of her jacket and shoes. Then she is dragged to the living room area being pulled down on the couch.

She didn't really understand the rush but let him have his way. "So what have you been up to all day?" She asks him, carefully lacing their hands together incase he didn't want her to show that she cared the innocent way. But he ran his thumb across the back of her hand gently sending chills up her spine.

"I've worked while trying to hide the fact that I was hung over…" He chuckles to her. "I had one to many bears last night." He says shaking his head.

"That's why you shouldn't drink…" She teases him with a smile on her face. His lips are placed against her temple it felt barley like it touched yet flames of his simple touch went through her body. "I gotta ask you something if you don't want to I totally understand!" She says blood rushing up to her cheeks.

"I'm sure its not that bad… I can handle most things." A smile comforting smile plastered on his face.

"My parents wanted to ask you if you wanna go to my grandparents house in two weeks. If you say no I understand and my dad will be thrilled, but you know… If you do wanna come with me it would be great…" Her face completely red by now witch he found adorable. It was something about her being so innocent and pure that amazed him. Nothing like the girls he used to hang out with when he was in high school and collage. Or maybe Kelsi but she was his best friend. That's different!

"I want to but I just have to get some time of. Witch days are you going?" He asks. Her face lit at those words. Leaning up she kissed him, hesitant at first but when she feels him respond she ads slightly more pressure to his lips feeling his tongue against her lips, opening her mouth she is about to experience her first French kiss.

They broke apart and she was clueless on what she was going to answer on his question because he forgot the question as well. "What did you say?" She asks looking clueless.

"Witch days are we going?" He asks again holding back a chuckle.

"It's a Thursday to Sunday so 22nd- 25th." She says to him and he writes it down. Then its just quiet but inside her head it was loud and chaos. He was going to try to come with her to see her family even though they had been together for such a short time.

"I'll see what I can do…" He says breaking the silence.

"And you might learn some Spanish because my grandparents love their native language.." She informs him.

It takes him a second to process it before he says. "They speak Spanish! I am so dead!"