Usually Gabriella would be happy that she was being tracked down by paparazzies back in New York because she knew she'd be getting publicity but now, it was plain annoying. Right now, she was afraid to get out of her house to just go to show choir practice without being chased down by a paparazzo or two. Nothing about this was exciting nor is it fun at all. Right at this moment, Gabriella was at the living room staring outside the window admiring the view and also thinking how much trouble she had caused to Wesley Corners due to the invasion of the paparazzies. Suddenly, someone tapped her on her shoulder.

Mr Montez: You alright pumpkin?

GM: No and i blame whoever the hell that tattled that i'm here right now.

Mr Montez: But i thought you like being tracked down like this.

GM: I guess i just find it annoying now. I can't even go to the youth centre without having my picture taken.

Mr Montez: Well there are no paparazzies here. Why don't you go out at the barn. Have some fresh air.

GM: Get some fresh air in a barn of animals who live in their dirt?

Mr Montez: You know what i mean.

GM: (sighs) Fine. But i'm wearing a little disguise just in case.

Mr Montez: Whatever you want pumpkin. If you need me, i'll be working on your grandma's truck. It's making that same noise your brother does when he's snoring in his sleep.

GM: (laughs) Fine dad. Later.

Gabriella took her Chanel sunglasses and her Ralph Lauren scarf which she wore it around her head and stepped out of her house. She looked around to see if there was anybody hiding in the bushes or trees but found no one. She quietly opened the barn door and found Troy working.

TB: (smirks) Hey. Can't stay away from me could ya?

GM: In your dreams.

TB: Came here to relax?

GM: Well if you ask my dad he would probably say i'm here to get some "fresh air" but if you ask me, i'm just freakin' bored. I can't go anywhere. Not even the youth centre. Sucks? I know. So, what are you up to?

TB: Rebuilding the chicken coop.

GM: Right cuz you work here and need the extra cash.

TB: Hey, hard work pays off. I'm sure that sentence dosen't exist in your world.

GM: What's that suppose to mean? You don't think i work hard? I'll have you know that during fashion week i have to get out of bed at 5.30am to do rehearsals for the runway and i have to do hair and makeup for 4 hours. Do you know how painful my butt is to just sit down when they help me get ready? It's tiring.

TB: (sarcastic) Oh right. Watching people doing your hair and makeup is tiring work. Almost as tiring as wearing 5 inch stilletos to walk down a runway.

GM: Only when you have to go in and out 6 times.

TB: (sarcastic) Oh sorry i forgot to mention that.

GM: Going off that topic. I heard from my grandmother that you made a deal with her about something?

TB: That's right. I help rebuild the chicken coop and when the eggs are enough, your grandma Hayden and i will start selling them and i get to keep half the profit made.

GM: That's all you wanna do in your life? Sell eggs?

TB: You have to start somewhere.

GM: But i thought you wanna be a photographer?

TB: Everyone needs somewhere to fall back on. I mean, you're not gonna be a model forever right? I thought you wanted to work in that fashion magazine your mother used to read. What was that um...-

GM: ChicGirl Magazine? Well yeah of course i wanna work there but modeling is what i wanna do. For now at least.

TB: I remembered when you were little, you took every person's clothes in every closet in your house and mix and match them to look something "chic".

GM: (giggles at the memory) I remembered that too. I also remembered begging my mom for a mannequin to play dress up with.

TB: I'm really sorry about what happened to your mom though.

GM: Troy, that was 5 years ago. It's alright. I'm not over it but i'm doing fine now. Although, can we please not talk about that?

TB: Sure. C'mon let's go.

GM: (confused) Where are we going?

TB: Showing you what you've been missing for 5 years.

GM: But i can't go anywhere in public. Don't you remember? Paparazzies. Me. The target.

TB: Who says we're going in public?

GM: Then where are we going?

TB: Just go get Ribbons and meet me outside. I promise that no one else will be where we are going to except us.

GM: The last time you promised me something, i ended up hanging first down the well.

TB: (chuckled) Trust me.

GM: Fine.

Gabriella took Ribbons out of the barn together with Troy and his horse, Kenny. Troy asked Gabriella to ride Ribbons and follow him to somewhere. While riding, Gabriella admired the view she looked at. Troy and Kenney led her and Ribbons inside the forest and she saw Troy stopped in front of the big waterfall. It was beautiful.

GM: Wow. Is this your secret hiding place or something?

TB: I guess you can say that. I found this place while riding with Kenny.

GM: I bet you'd get tons of cash for this shot. It's so beautiful.

TB: But i didn't.

GM: Why not?

TB: Because if they found out about this place, it wouldn't be much of a secret anymore would it?

GM: I guess not. (notices a rope at the tree near the waterfall) Did you put that rope there?

TB: Yeah. I come here to have a little fun too.

GM: I bet you had tons of fun with Chad and your other friends over here.

TB: Actually...no.

GM: What?

TB: I mean it when i say this place is secret.

GM: So you've been having fun all by yourself? Alone?

TB: (shruggs) Sometimes, a guy needs some personal space.

GM: Wait. So this means that i'm the first person you ever showed this place to?

TB: Well...yeah. I guess so. I figured you needed some place to escape with all the chaos going on in your life.

GM: In that case i apprieciate your trust in me. (smiles at Troy)

TB: You wanna try to rope swing?

GM: I don't know. It looks kinda scary.

TB: C'mon, i tried it.

GM: (teased) Look how you turn out?

TB: Come on try it. Are you chicken?

GM: Are still on that again? Remember how that ended when you said i was chicken?

TB: (jokingly) Paparazzies started to pour in and you ran for your life.

GM: Well, before that.

TB: I know, i know. C'mon trust me.

GM: We're doing alot of trusting are we, Bolton?

TB: Let's go Montez.

GM: Fine but you go first.

TB: Whatever floats your boat.

Troy and Gabriella spent the next few hours playing at the waterfall swimming and having fun. They also shared some stories and started connect. Troy couldn't help but smile whenever Gabriella laughed and start to goof off with him. They rested for a minutes and started to talk again but suddenly, an awkward silence started, leaving Troy and Gabriella only to stare at each other's eyes. Troy started to move in closer and so did Gabriella but when their lips are just inches apart, Troy started to get nervous and moved back leaving a Gabriella in confusion.

TB: It's getting kinda late. Maybe we should head back. I'm sure your family is worried sick about you if you go home late.

GM: Oh. Yeah. You're right. Let's go.

What the hell did i do that? Why did i chickened out? She leaned in too. She must think i playing with her now. I really want to let her know that- Troy's deep thought was interrupted when he heard Gabriella talking to him.

TB: I'm sorry. What was that? I didn't hear you.

GM: (sighs sadly) Nevermind. Just...just forget it. (turns back to Ribbons)

TB: No seriously. What is it? You can tell me anything.

GM: So are we like...together or just simply friends.

TB: I don't know. I mean...i kinda want us to be more than friends...

GM: So that means you still had a crush on me. Right?

TB: Well...i kinda had always. Never stopped.

GM: But on the day i arrived you said the crush was over and you were kinda sending me this really mixed signals by asking me out to the town party and all.

TB: I know. But you said you were on a dating hiatus so, that kinda put me down a little bit.

GM: (teasing) A little bit?

TB: Ok fine. Alot.

GM: (blushed) We should really get back-

Troy interrupted Gabriella by placing his lips against her. Gabriella felt sparks when Troy was kissing her. She returned him a kiss too along with wrapping her arms around his neck. Troy pulled back and placed his forehead Gabriella.

GM: (smiling) Wow. You're a great kisser.

TB: (grins) You ain't so bad yourself.

They both laughed and Gabriella peck Troy's lips. Gabriella couldn't stop but stare at his beautiful blue eyes that stared at her own chocolate brown eyes back.

TB: Ok, as much as i love to do this, we should really get back.

GM: (giggles) I guess you're right.

They both rode on each other's horses but were still having conversations with one another.

TB: You know, when i found out you were leaving Wesley Corners, i was kinda saddened by it.

GM: Really?

TB: (jokingly) Yeah cuz i know that i can't do all the other pranks i list out to play it on you.

Gabriella playfully pushed Troy which almost caused him to drop off his horse.

TB: Hey! Watch it or i'll do those things i intended to do to you for real.

GM: Oh really? You dare?

TB: Not anymore now cuz if i do, you'll probably throw me off the cliff.

GM: Good point.

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