Dreams or Desire

Cocky. Definitely a way to describe Troy Bolton. Being the star player for the best team in the NBA, having an NBA championship win and an NCAA title under your belt, and are looked at as the David Beckham of basketball, it would be surprising if he wasn't extremely confident. And that is definitely what he was. The type of cockiness that he portrayed wasn't the asshole kind, but the confident kind. He wasn't a bad guy, he just knows what he wants, and knows he can get it. And at the present moment he wanted Gabriella Montez.

"It's bullshit! I'm a Laker, she's a Laker Girl, I'm sorry, is it just me or does that translate into perfect couple?" The Los Angeles Lakers laughed at their star player's complaint.

"Well considering she's not even allowed to talk to you, I'm gonna go with it is just you." Troy glared at Jordan, who just smirked.

"Seriously! Who made up that dumbass rule anyway? Not even being able to speak to them? I mean we didn't have that rule in high school or college, and everything was okay."

"Some of the wives complained cause the cheerleaders were hitting on their husbands." Troy looked at Luke, who had just dispelled the information, like he was crazy. "I think every team has it."

"But I'm not married, so it shouldn't apply to me."

"I agree with you man, but that's how it is," Adam, another player replied.

"It is virtually impossible that a Laker has never hooked up with a Laker Girl."

"Oh it's happened, but I was talking to this girl who used to be one, and she was saying that every time it happened the girl was kicked off the squad. There's never been a time where they haven't found out about it. Those girls are watched like hawks," Luke replied.

"Shit, really?"

"Yeah man, apparently Kelly has eyes everywhere. It's really fucking intense. She like watches our bench to see if we are eying any of them, and if a girl is even so much as looking, she is called into the office and suspended." Troy's jaw hit the floor. "You know how the executive office knows everything?"

"Yeah."

"You know the Senior VP, that woman Charlotte?"

"Of course."

"She's also the President of the cheerleaders."

"Shit, so she knows about the players and if she hears that we are fucking around with a cheerleader, she goes to Kelly?"

"Yep."

"Damn, that is intense."

"I know."

"Why do you care so much anyway, you can get any model in this city." Troy turned to Adam, and looked at him confused. Truthfully, he didn't really know. Maybe it was because she was so gorgeous, or maybe it was because he loved a challenge.

"I dunno, she was perfect, and I love a challenge."

"Well they aren't officially on the team yet, right? Maybe she wont make it, then you can get her," Jordan suggested.

"Her mom's the choreographer. I have a feeling she's gonna make it."

"Sucks for you man." Troy glared at Jordan, who just chuckled. Troy rolled his eyes and picked up his gym bag.

"I'll see you assholes later." The guys just laughed as Troy left the room. Just as he did, his phone rang. He removed his iPhone from his pocket to see it read 'Mitch Kupchek Office'. He immediately pressed answered, knowing it wasn't a good idea to ignore the General Manager.

"Hi Mitch," he answered.

"Oh good, I'm glad I caught you. Can you come to the offices, I need to talk to you about something." His eyes narrowed in confusion, wondering what he wanted.

"Umm, sure, I'll be right over."

Meanwhile…

Gabriella was in awe. Right in front of her was the new Laker Girl uniform. One that could potentially be hers in 7 weeks. It was amazing. Considering the players now had white uniforms for Sunday home games, it had been decided that it would only be right for the girls to get white uniforms too. It was the same as the original one, a mini skirt and a long sleeve scoop neck top that ended right under the chest, which had the Laker logo in the middle. However, instead of it being yellow, it was a metallic white, that made it flashy. She couldn't help but feel special, considering she was the first one to see it. She had stayed after rehearsal to wait for her mom, who still had some work to do, and Kelly had come in with the uniform.

"Charlotte said she wants to see it as soon as we get it, but I thought it would be better if she saw it on one of the girls, so maybe we should wait until tomorrow," Kelly informed Maria.

"I agree. But why wait until tomorrow? Gabriella's here," Maria replied and Gabriella's eyes widened.

"Oh!" Kelly smiled. "Perfect!"

"Are you sure?" Gabriella asked in shock and the two women laughed.

"Of course." Gabriella couldn't help but smile widely at Kelly's response.

Before she knew it she was wearing the uniform, even though it hadn't really hit her yet. She couldn't believe it, she was finally wearing an official Laker Girl uniform. She, her mom, and Kelly made their way to Charlotte's office, and walked in after they heard a faint 'come in'. As soon as Charlotte saw Gabriella, her jaw dropped, making Gabriella smile and blush.

"Wow, it looks amazing."

"Oh good you like it," Kelly said excited.

"Yes, it's perfect. Go ahead and order them."

"Great!"

"I need to talk to you guys about something else, Gabriella could you excuse us for a moment?"

"Of course." Gabriella turned to make her way out of the room, but her mom stopped her.

"Just wait for me outside."

"Ok." She walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. She leaned up against the wall, and smoothed out the uniform, still excited that she was in it.

"Wow. Now I really can't wait to see you cheering for me!" Gabriella's eyes widened at the sound of the smooth voice. She turned her head and looked at the blue-eyed boy, who was walking up to her, like he was crazy.

"Troy!" she exclaimed in a hushed tone. "What the hell are you doing? The President, director, and choreographer of the Laker Girls are behind that door!" A smirk graced his face. "Don't you know that these rules apply to you as well just as much as they apply to me?"

"Number 1, no they don't, cause they are not gonna kick me off the team for dating someone. Second, even if they did I wouldn't really care."

"Well that's lucky for you. So unless you want me off the team, leave!" Troy sighed over dramatically, and she rolled her eyes.

"Ok, fine. But only because that would mean you wouldn't be on that court in that sexy ass uniform, cheering me on."

"Cheering the team on," she corrected.

"Whatever you say sweetheart." She narrowed her eyes at him and he smirked before walking off. She sighed and leaned back against the wall, now seeing how serious he was. He wasn't kidding when he said he loved a challenge. For the first time she realized that for the next year she was going to have to completely resist Troy Bolton. She was screwed, everyone knew it was virtually impossible.

Please Review!! I don't know how I feel about this chapter, but it's better than nothing, so I hope you like it.