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Okay, Troy's really creeping me out. I think he's drunk or something. He's checking out every part of me... he's moving closer to me.

"What are you doing? What's wrong with you?"

He grinned. "You're beautiful... how come I didn't notice before?"

Wait. Did he really say that? I think there's something wrong with my ears.

Okay, so I was reading a magazine late at night on the sofa when Troy stormed in. He'd been out since 6 pm.

I didn't say anything. He was drunk for sure. I could smell alcohol. He moved closer and closer to me. Then he pulled the magazine right out of my hands and threw it away. It was weird. Then he started smelling my hair.

"Your hair smells of lavender. I love lavender." He said softly.

I didn't know what to do.

"You've been drinking, Troy." I muttered.

"Have I?"

I nodded slowly. Then he placed his lips on my cheek, kissing it softly.

A part of me wanted to run away, but a part of me was kind of... enjoying it. I'd never had a guy do that to me before. Heck, I'd only kissed 2 guys, including Troy. I'm a total guy repellent. They're just not attracted to me.

Jesse Capplehorn was my first date and I had my first kiss with him when I was 19. He was an average looking guy. He was a tech-geek and he was really boring.

I thought we had to something in common. And we did have something in common. Both of us never dated before. But other than that, nothing. I ended our relationship because he loved his laptop and iPhone more than me.

Troy and I have so many things in common... that's kind of the reason why we quarrel all the time. We think the same way but he's more outgoing than me. He goes to parties and dates a lot of girls. I'm more of an introvert. I know we have the same sense of humor.

Oh yeah, back to what was happening...

He started to kiss me. I didn't pull back. I mean, we're married. What could go wrong right? But I still don't like Troy... although he's such a good kisser.

But I felt this spark. NO, I'm NOT in love with him. I hate him. Gabriella, you hate Troy Bolton.

I liked kissing him. But I didn't like it when his hands made their way to my bottom!

I instantly pulled away. "Don't do that!"

"You're still Ms Goody Two-Shoes, aren't you? Babe, we're married!" He said and continued kissing me.

Then suddenly, Mrs Bolton came down to the living room.

I pulled away from Troy and stood up.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt! Continue! Go on!" She said and went back upstairs.

I looked at Troy, who looked terribly drunk. "So shall we?"

I shook my head gradually. "I can't." I told him and walked off to my room.

I don't want to lose my virginity yet. I'm not ready. I couldn't even stand it when his hands were all over my bottom. I don't want to lose it to... Troy. I hate him. Do I? I don't know. I'm so confused. Why do I feel like it's a freakin' sin to love him?

I woke up on the sofa in the morning. God, my head ached like hell. What happened yesterday? Oh yeah, I went out with the boys to the pub, I drank a lot, then... I had a dream.

It was actually a hot dream where I was making out with Gabriella. Why Gabriella?

But the dream was so hot... she was actually really beautiful in the dream. It happened on the couch... wait. I have a feeling it wasn't a dream. Yeah, it wasn't. It was real. Shit. I hate myself.

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