AN: I got 49 reviews and I only asked for like 15. YOU GUYSSSERSSS ROCKERS! Tehe. So I decided this was just going to be like troyella one-shots getting caught. Maybe about 3 or 4 chapters! And it would be awesome if peeps could do the same for the reviews like the first time! I will give you Zac Efron's Boxers if you do...If i can...tehe.

Caught

"Ok, here's the plan. We get in and get out with the target. Get it?" Troy Bolton asked his team mates. It was free period for Troy, Chad, Jason, Zeke and Ryan so they wanted to do something, only Troy came up with it.

"Yeah, we got it man," Ryan said, nodding.

"Wait! What's the target?" Chad asked stupidly. Jason, Zeke, Troy and Ryan groaned. They were standing outside of Ms. Hernandez's (a/n:that's my 9th grade Spanish teacher's name, so i used her. tehe.)classroom, Gabriella's Spanish class.

"Gabriella, stupid!" Zeke said slapping Chad upside the head.

"Oh. Hey OWW! Only Taylor can hit me," Chad said and Troy smirked then hit Chad upside the head.

"Not anymore. I get to too, when your stupid," Troy said and the guys laughed except for Chad who was still holding his head.

"Ok, but Troy what class is this?" Jason asked.

"Umm...Spanish I believe." Troy said looking into the classroom and immediately spotted Gabriella. She was looking bored as ever, but then answered a question, probably in Spanish. Troy knew some Spanish, for he had taken it Freshman and Sophomore year.

"Troy, what if the teacher asks you a question in spanish?" Ryan asked. Troy thought for a minute and shrugged.

"Ummm answer it? Duh. I took Spanish for two years. I know some stuff," Troy said.

"But do you remember any of it?" Zeke asked, looking amused.

"Umm...a little." Troy said like he didn't have a care in the world.

"God, I hope you know what your doing, Troy-Boy," Chad said and opened the classroom doors, gaining 24 pairs of eyes on the five boys. The teacher turned her head and saw the boys standing in the front of her classroom like a couple of misplaced shoes.

"Usted Cinco, qué haces en mi clase?" (You Five, what are you doing in my classroom?)she asked, obviously in Spanish. Troy took a peek at Gabriella who was blushing of them being in her classroom. He grinned and then answered the teacher's question.

"Hola Sra Hernández, cómo estás hoy?" (Hi Ms. Hernández , how are you today?)he asked and his friends and Gabriella were impressed by some of his Spanish knowledge.

"Fine ... Ahora ¿por qué en mi clase?" (Fine...Now why are you in my classroom?) she asked and Troy gulped. All he heard was Fine and why and Class.

"Ummm ... a ver usted," (Ummm...to see you)he heard Ryan laugh and then quiet down. Ms. Hernández raised her eyebrows and then questioned him again.

"¿Por qué?" she asked.(why?)

"Because...er...I...er...quería(wanted)to...er..,"Troy couldn't find the right words to speak in Spanish. He couldn't remember. Damn It! he thought mentally. He saw Gabriella out of the corner of his eye and she was laughing quietly as well as the rest of the class. "to..verle Strip." (to see you strip.) Ms. Hernández gasped and started getting angry. Troy didn't understand what he said. He had said he wanted to see one of her students didn't he? Troy looked behind him to see his friends gone and then looked to see where Gabriella was and she was gone too.

"OUT! OUT! AHORA! O yo te enviará a la oficina! Fuera de mi clase ahora!"(OUT! OUT! NOW! Or I will send you to the OFFICE! OUT OF MY CLASSROOM NOW!). Once Troy heard her say Oficina, he knew that meant Office and he didn't want to go there. So he ran out of her classroom and down the hall. The plan was to get Gabriella out of class and take her to the gym. He ran to the gym and only to find his friends rolling on the floor laughing then pointing at him. Gabriella looked at him and giggled. He got a confused look on his face and walked closer to his friends.

"What's so funny?" he asked sitting on the bleachers next to Gabriella.

"Si quieres ver a alguien tira, entonces ¿por qué no me preguntan y no mi profesor de español? Jeezz Troy, pasando de más edad las mujeres españolas ahora? I debe sentirse defendido, pero no estoy. Su suerte Mister." (If you want to see someone strip, then why didn't you ask me and not my Spanish teacher? Jeez Troy, going for older Spanish women now?I should feel defended but I'm not. Your lucky mister.)Gabriella said in clear spanish. Troy raised an eyebrow and then saw Ryan translate everything she said to the guys, who then laughed some more.

"Huh?" Troy asked.

"She said you should of asked her to strip instead of her Spanish teacher. She also said she should feel defended but she's not. And that your lucky." Ryan said. Troy gasped.

"OMG! What did I say to you spanish teacher?"Troy asked.

"To see her strip," Gabriella said laughing. Troy groaned and blushed. The six of them then turned their heads towards the sound of the gym doors open widely and then see Troy's dad standing there looking at Troy.

"Oh no," Troy said. Jack Bolton walked into 'his' gym and towards his son. He felt so embarrassed after getting a phone call from Gabriella's Spanish teacher.

"Troy Bolton! Please tell you did not mean what you said to Ms. Hernández. I feel so bad...I thought I raised you better. First you get caught making out with Gabriella, now your taking her out of class by asking her Spanish teacher to strip for you!? Why son? Why?" Jack asked, seeing Troy's friends on the gym floor laughing their heads off.

"Hey! It was our mission to steal the maiden and take her out. The crazy woman started speaking in Spanish. I don't know that much Spanish, so I was struggling trying to think of ways to say, 'I wanted one of her students' and apparently I said I wanted to see her strip. I seriously didn't mean to!" he said putting his hands up demonstrating things out.

"Ok...I believe you this time, Son. But please don't do it again. It's really embarrassing to hear from a teacher that my son wanted to see her strip for him," Jack said, and then walked to his office. Troy turned his attention to Ryan and glared at him.

"What?" he asked and Troy glared more.

"Why didn't you tell me you spoke Spanish?" he asked through clenched teeth. Ryan laughed, as well as Zeke, Jason, Chad and Gabriella.

"You didn't ask."

Before you say anything, NO i do not speak Spanish. I'm quite horrible at it. I used a translator. I know some sentences in spanish, but other than that...not much;

BTW: Translation is in the italics

-ash