Here you go everyone! This is one of my fave chap so far so i hope you like it. Sorry if the story didn't make sense abit but i hope you like it.
The next day, same time as yesterday, Troy arrived at the same café he went yesterday to try to find the girl to give her book back. Troy was starting to get nervous and started to think all the negative stuff, What if the girl didn't realised her book is gone and she'll never come back? If that happens, my plan will be ruined and if my plan is ruined, I'll be the laughing stock of the party! Please make her come back.
Troy sat at the same table and watched the door of the café, waiting to see the next person who comes in to the door. Half an hour passed and still no sign of dark haired girl. He started to get restless and also started to feel the sudden urge to go to the bathroom but he's afraid that while he's gone, the girl would come and he would missed her. He is not taking any chances but he also can't hold his bladder any longer. I'll just go for a few seconds and come back quickly. Troy thought. But when he came back to his table, still no sign of the girl. He decided to stay a little longer and make time past by playing his guitar by window. That way, he could get inspired to write a song and look out for the girl at the same time.
Not too long later, a guy walks in and saw Troy sitting by the window. He quickly recognised his best friend playing the guitar.
"Waiting for somebody?" the guy asked.
Troy stopped playing and looked at who was talking to him. "Chad? What are doing here? You hate coffee," Troy said.
"I know but I'm on my way to see Taylor at the hospital and she told me to get her a blueberry muffin," Chad said. Chad and Taylor met while in college and had since been together and currently just started living together just last month. "What are you doing here? Trying to write the next big hit?"
"Kind of. Um, I found this book that belongs to the girl that accidently landed on my lap yesterday and thought that I would wait here in case she comes back. Apparently there's still no sign of her whatsoever," Troy said.
"Whoa, a girl landed on your lap?" Chad asked.
"It was a bit crowded yesterday and she fell and apparently fell on my lap. Then she left this book behind," Troy explained while showing Chad the book.
"What kind of book is that?" Chad asked.
"It has all sketches of dresses or something. I don't know. She didn't look like a designer though," Troy said.
"Then what does she look like?" asked Chad.
"Well, she's kinda good-looking office type – wait, why does it matter to you?" Troy asked Chad back.
"Chill out. I was just making conversation. Sounds like you have the hots for this girl," Chad said. "Is she hot?"
Troy shrugged, "She's alright I guess."
"Is this the girl that you're going to bring to your nephew's birthday party as your fake girlfriend?" Chad asked suspiciously.
Troy gave Chad a confused look, "How did you find that out?"
"Your brother told me," Chad explained. "How is it possible that my best friend has a girlfriend and not tell me?"
"That's because I don't have a girlfriend. I just need a girl to become my fake girlfriend so my parents won't make me go through with an arranged marriage," Troy explained.
"Arranged marriage? No one told me about that," Chad said.
"Same here. I mean my grandfather did but I was too young to take it seriously."
"Ouch," was all Chad said. "Well I have to go. Taylor's probably waiting for her blueberry muffin. See you this weekend! Good luck. Can't wait to meet her."
"Bye."
---
Meanwhile, Gabriella just got out from the cab and entered the café she went into yesterday. She couldn't sleep last night thinking that her book is probably been stepped on or thrown away or put in a dusty lost and found box or even been taken by some person who will do either of those above. Gabriella pushed her way through the door and began searching for her book on the ground but she didn't find anything. She went to the counter and walked to the manager.
"Excuse me, sir? I was here yesterday and I left my book behind," Gabriella explained. "You don't happen to have any sort of book kept in your lost and found, do you?"
"No, I'm sorry. No book was given to the lost and found yesterday or recently," the manager said.
"Oh, nevermind. Thanks."
Great, I lost my book completely. I would have to redo every sketch I've ever done. Gabriella thought. Then she felt someone tapping on her shoulder. She turned around to find the guy that she fell on yesterday.
"Hi, you dropped this yesterday and thought you might want it back," the guy said simply while handing her book back.
Gabriella let out a sigh of relief, "Thank you so much! You're a hero. Is there anything I can repay you?"
The guy grinned at her, "Now that you mention it…I do need help in something."
Gabriella winced at him, "It's not something perverting right? Because I will never-"
"No, no, no. This is more PG. I need your help. You see, I need you to be my girlfriend," the guy said.
"You need me to be your girlfriend?" Gabriella asked. "What are you desperate?"
"Kind of," he said. "I need you to be my fake girlfriend so my parents won't make me marry some girl in an arranged marriage. Please. I did you a favour and you need to do your part."
Gabriella scoffed, "What if I refuse?"
The guy snatched the book from Gabriella's hands and held it high so she couldn't reach it, "If you refuse, I'll throw your little drawing block in the trashcan."
"Alright! Alright! I'll do it! Just give me my book back!" Gabriella pleaded.
"You swear?" he asked.
"Yes!"
"Swear on your book?" he asked again.
"Yes! I swear. Now please give it back to me. This is not funny at all," Gabriella pleaded again.
"Ok." Finally, he gave her book back and Gabriella hugged it tightly to her body. "Perfect. I will pick you up tomorrow at noon and you will begin to be my fake girlfriend," he declared.
"Wait! I don't even know your name," Gabriella said.
"It's Troy. Troy Bolton. And your name is?" Troy asked.
"Gabriella Montez and don't you feel weird asking a girl you just met to be your fake girlfriend?" Gabriella asked him.
"Of course it is but I just need help. After tomorrow you can forget about everything that happened and moved on with your life by drawing people in that little book that you love so much," Troy said.
Gabriella scowled, "It's not just a book and I am not just drawing people. I am a fashion designer and I design wedding dresses for women."
Troy chuckled mockingly as he walks back to wear he was sitting. "You're a designer? You don't look like one that's for sure."
"And you don't look ignorant but I guess you shouldn't judge a book by its cover right?" Gabriella fought back.
"Whatever. Just give me your address Gina and you can go," Troy said.
"It's Gabriella," she corrected him.
"Whatever," Troy said as he sat down and held his guitar in his hands. Gabriella took the seat right in front of him.
"Shouldn't we like, get to know each other first or something?" Gabriella suggested.
"Why? Are you starting to fall for me or something?" Troy asked cockily.
Gabriella glared at him, "Fat chance. I meant, shouldn't you brief to me what is going to happen tomorrow? Relatives I should avoid?"
"The only relative you should avoid is my dad. He'll ask you questions till you cry. He did that to his client once," Troy explained.
"Client?"
"He's a lawyer. A very good lawyer. He owns the family's law firm since forever."
"And I'm guessing you're a lawyer too right?" Gabriella guessed.
"No. But my brother is. I didn't go to law school. I just went to a normal college and studied music. I'm a songwriter," Troy explained.
"Is your dad ok with you not being a lawyer?" Gabriella asked.
Troy decided not to answer that question. Many people asked him that for years and he always give the same reason. Troy just shrugged and changed the subject, "What about you? You're a designer. Tell me something about your job. Is it great?"
"Well I'm almost a designer. I'm saving up money to buy my own studio so I could start my collection from there. I'm not saying I'm poor or something. I'm actually quite rich."
"Then why are saving money? Don't you have tons already?" Troy asked.
"My dad cut me off after my last shopping spree. And now I am working at his architect company to save up the money. I hate my job," Gabriella said.
"That bites," Troy said.
Gabriella smiled a little at her new friend, "Now what is this about an arranged marriage? Why would your parents do that to you?" Gabriella asked.
"I asked my parents that too. My family has this stupid and crazy tradition that I have to get married and have a child before I turn 30," Troy explained.
"I won't have to marry you right?" Gabriella inquired.
"Of course not. Are you crazy? I just need you to show to my parents that I care about the tradition. After that you're good to go," Troy said.
"Sounds like you're just using me," Gabriella said.
"No. You just owe me a favour and after that we can declare that we're equal. Got it?"
Gabriella sighs, "Fine."
"Perfect," Troy then took out some money from his pocket. "Now here's $50. My nephew's birthday is tomorrow and I need you to help to get me a present at the toy store."
Gabriella glared threatened-ly at Troy and Troy quickly took his money back, "Alright, fine. You girls with your death glares."
How was it? Is it good? In any case...
PLEASE REVIEW!
