"What?" Alex laughed in disbelief, his heart nervously pounding. Was he supposed to believe her? Or…?

"I can see into the future." Gabriella repeated with a little more force this time, her eyes glaring at him.

"Yeah, I heard you…but, uh…Gabriella, that's impossible."

"I thought that too. Obviously, it isn't." She growled.

"You're kidding, right? This is a joke? All of it?"

Gabriella stood up angrily and groaned. "Why would I ever joke about this, Alex? This is serious. This is scary. I can see into the fucking future, my eyes change color, and I keep having fucking dreams about Troy!"

Alex's head moved back, his lips pursed, and his eyes widened. "Did you just say, Troy?"

Fuck, fuck, fuck. She hadn't meant to say that. "No, I didn't say Troy. Why the fuck would you think that? Seriously? First you don't believe me, and then you put words into my mouth?"

"Gabriella, I didn't-"

"No, Alex. Forget it. Forget I told you everything. I knew you wouldn't believe me." She closed her eyes tightly and made a move to leave the living room, but Alex grasped her arm and pulled her back.

"Gabi…I'm sorry. I just…If you were in my shoes, would you believe that?"

Gabriella slowly opened her eyes and smiled sadly at him. "Yeah...because we're family." She yanked her hand away and ran up the stairs, leaving him stunned, and alone.

Once she got to her bedroom, she immediately slammed her door shut and jumped on her bed, her body curling itself up into a sitting position. She was about to start pounding her pillow when she noticed her phone blinking at the end of her bed.

Quickly, she grabbed her phone and flipped it open, smiling at the number she had memorized.

She opened the single text message and slowly read it over.

Hey, how are you feeling? Alex seemed pretty freaked when he kicked everyone out. I hope it didn't have anything to do with you.

Oh, and I got your number from Sharpay…since well, you never text me ;) Hope you don't mind?

-Troy (If you didn't know that already)

Gabriella giggled, quickly replying to his text message. She still hadn't put his number into her phone. Which now, she would.

I will be okay if you do me a favor?

She didn't know where the sudden spring of confidence came from, but she just felt brave. Like possibly, she could do anything.

So when she heard her phone buzz, she grabbed it happily.

Yeah? What's the favor?

She inhaled sharply and typed a quick response back.

Come get me out of this house?

A little while later, Gabriella was comfortably sitting in Troy's car after she snuck out of her window. He just replied a simple okay, no questioning, no wondering, and told her he'd be there in 10 minutes.

So here she was, sitting next to her crush, grinning madly at their situation.

"So, why exactly did y-"

Gabriella's wide smile completely stumped him, forgetting exactly what he wanted to ask. God, she was so beautiful. Why couldn't he have the guts to just, kiss her?

She didn't know why he stopped his question, nor did she know why he quickly looked away from her and back out the car window, but it made her smile even more. "Let me guess, you were gonna ask me why I asked you to pick me up?"

Troy chuckled, nodding his head.

"Well, if you must know…" She grinned. "I kind of got into a fight with Alex, and I needed to get out."

Troy nodded his head again in understanding. "Is everything okay?"

Gabriella smiled more at his concern and scratched her arm, nervously. The sudden nervousness she had, well that surprised her more than when she texted him. Everything was going so smoothly, and now…now she was back to her shy self.

"Yeah…" She nodded shyly, although he couldn't see due to the fact he was paying attention to the road.

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

Gabriella rested her head against the side of the car and stared outside. She was going to respond when she noticed her eyes completely blacked out.

"Gabriella?" He slowly looked to the side, but she squealed, telling him not to.

"Gabriella?" He repeated again, carefully driving the car onto the side of the road and stopping it. He tapped her lightly, waiting anxiously for her to face him. "Gabriella, what's wrong?"

"My eyes…" She mumbled.

Her eyes. Something he loved a lot about her. Until recently when he found out that they changed on their own, the brown color was his favorite. Now, he was torn between pink and brown. Pink just sort of spoke to him. It amused him.

"What happened?" He asked.

She hesitantly turned around and opened her eyes, wincing when she saw him jump slightly.

"Wow…um. That's a nice color..." He teased, slowly reaching out to brush his finger along her cheek, just below her eye. What was he doing? When the hell did he have the guts to touch her? Especially so close to her lips...

Her breath hitched in her throat at the feel of his skin against hers, and she slowly gulped. It felt all too comfortable for her.

And then, it happened.

Flashing before her eyes, she saw Troy get shot…again, for the hundredth time.

It was too fast to knock her out, but it didn't go unnoticed to Troy.

He quickly pulled his hand back at the fear that he harmed her, and dropped it onto his lap. "Did I hurt you?"

Gabriella sighed. He thought he hurt her? "No…I just…I just hate that they change."

Before Troy could even blink, her eyes were back to their normal shade of brown, which he was very thankful for. The black was starting to creep him out, although he would never tell her that. "Makes you unique."

Gabriella slowly smiled. "Thank you, Troy." She went to grab his hand on instinct, but it seemed every time they touched…she had the vision of him dying. So instead, she pulled her hand into her lap.

"Anytime." He grinned as he looked out the window. "Hey, you wanna go somewhere?"

Gabriella giggled. "What did you have in mind?"

Troy's grin never left his face. "You'll see."

"Troy!" Gabriella giggled, swatting Troy's hand away. "You can't force them in!"

"Will you just hold still? They definitely won't go in if you keep squirming," He joked.

Gabriella rolled her eyes and grabbed the object from his hand, pulling it between her fingers. "How can I not squirm? Your dirty hands are going near my eyes." She smirked, looking at the handheld mirror and placing a contact in her eye, slowly.

Troy's idea of a place was the eye doctor. He decided that if she got contacts with the same color brown that she already had, it would block the changing color underneath.

Gabriella didn't think he could get anymore cuter, but here he was…playing with a contact in his hand as he stared at her. She probably would've never thought of this idea, so having Troy with her, well that just made it better. She didn't think he liked her like that either, so for now…she just considered him one of her closest friends, even though she had feelings for him that were far from friendly.

Besides, it was just a simple crush.

If he didn't feel the same way, she could begin to get over it.

"Here," He said as he handed her the other contact, which she gratefully accepted, already positioning it over her eye. Once she got it in, she blinked both eyes a few times and stared at him with a smile.

"How does it look?" She asked.

"Perfect." He grinned.

Gabriella slowly pulled her hands away from her eyes, and closed her lips to hide her smile. He probably didn't mean it like she thought, so why did she get butterflies when he said it?

"So…how about we do something else?" Gabriella insisted, changing the topic.

"You sure? You don't have to go home?"

Gabriella giggled softly and shook her head. "Nah, if I made the move to leave…I can go home anytime."

"Alright." He started the car, giving her a large smirk before gripping the steering wheel.

She watched as his smirk stayed planted on his face when he started driving, and she couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking in that gorgeous head of his.

"What…what the hell is this?" Gabriella asked, looking outside the window nervously.

"I'm sure you know what go-karting is, right?" He chuckled at her nervous reaction and excitedly stepped out of the car.

"You know what, I think I can hear my brother…Yeah I can. He wants me home immediately. So, if you don't mind-"

"Are you seriously scared of go-karts?" Troy laughed again.

Gabriella laughed loudly, a little too loud to make it believable. "Um, no. Why would I be scared of go-karts? It's just like driving."

"Then what's the problem?"

Gabriella followed his actions and stepped out of the door, shutting the door silently. "Well…maybe I've never driven one before."

Troy couldn't stop the louder chuckle from escaping his mouth. "Gabriella, you just said it was like driving. And don't worry, it's a lot easier."

"Yeah? Well…how about we just play go-karts with our cars?" She anticipated and clapped her hands together.

"That would insist you have to go home to get it,"

Gabriella rolled her eyes. "Can't we just see a movie or something?"

Troy shook his head. "That's not how I roll, babe." He grinned, winking charmingly at her. Immediately after, he opened his mouth in surprise. Why did he just do that?

Gabriella blushed at his actions and nervously bit her lip. She was getting those damn butterflies again.

"Uh, how about we go inside now? Yeah, okay." He quickly walked in front of her, nodding his head for her to follow.

Once she did, she had a feeling she was going to regret it.

"Do you think it's possible to have a closed track?" Troy asked the guy behind the counter only minutes later, Gabriella standing patiently behind him as he talked.

"Yes." The man answered, hinting at something Gabriella was the first to catch. She rolled her eyes.

"Alright…" Troy rolled his eyes too, and grabbed an extra 20 dollars from his pocket and handed it to him.

"20?" The man asked.

Troy quirked his eyebrows and grabbed another 20 dollar bill from his pocket, angrily slapping it down on the counter.

"Enjoy."

Troy flipped him off under the counter, catching the attention from Gabriella. She giggled as she followed him to the track.

"You know, a movie would've been a lot cheaper."

"Ha-ha." Troy laughed sarcastically and Gabriella stuck her tongue out. "But how would I get to kick your butt then?"

Gabriella crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm sure if you just lifted your leg-"

Troy quickly clamped his hand over her mouth and pulled away when she seemed to calm down with the remarks. Although he would love to go anywhere near her ass, he needed to act like a friend…not some horny teenager. And the way she was teasing him, it made him want to do...things to her. Especially, her ass. "Now…are you ready to lose?"

"Since it's just us two, that won't happen." Obviously those words weren't true, but it wouldn't kill her to try. If it was really like driving, she should be a pro at this.

"You're on Montez."

With that, he leapt forward to the karts and jumped into the one that was painted blue with the number 14 on it. Of course, he goes with his basketball number.

Gabriella rolled her eyes playfully and sat in the one behind him with the pink stripes and black background. Funny, she loved those colors together.

"Nervous?" Troy asked loudly over the rumbling of the karts as they were prepared to go, his gaze entirely on Gabriella, not even noticing the men that were looking at him for the go to begin.

"No." Gabriella lied.

Troy chuckled, turning his body so he could face the front. He twirled his finger around, aiming it at the men, and they nodded, opening the gates.

"Shit." Gabriella mumbled to herself as the lights started going down to green, knowing she would definitely lose.

"I can't believe you beat me." Troy muttered, tapping the steering wheel annoyingly.

Gabriella giggled softly and licked her lips. "I know."

Troy stared at her lips, his eyes locked on them as she continued to lick slowly. He wondered what it would be like to have them touch his, to have his tongue gently graze th-

"Troy, watch the road!" Gabriella demanded, watching Troy not watch the road.

Troy quickly looked back, mentally kicking himself for getting caught up with her plump lips. "Sorry…"

"Are you seriously that upset that I beat you?" Gabriella asked, grinning.

Troy rolled his eyes. "No. In fact, I'm kind of happy you did. You were worrying the whole time that you wouldn't even be able to start the go-kart." Troy then smirked when Gabriella blushed.

"I guess I learned quickly." She smiled at him, her eyes glistening with excitement. The look on his face when she won though, well that was priceless.

"Yes, you did." Troy said with a sigh.

"If it makes you feel any better, I think your kart was screwed up."

Troy thought back to his kart, and how smoothly it ran. He nodded, playing along. "Yeah…I think it was too."

"So, where to now?" Gabriella asked softly.

"You serious? It's almost 10 o'clock, shouldn't I get you home before your brother flips out?"

Gabriella gasped, quickly pulling out her phone and turning it on. She was having such a fantastic time with Troy, she forgot all about the brother she left behind at the house. "Jesus." She mumbled as she looked at the 20 missed calls from him, and the two from Sharpay. He must've gotten a hold of her.

"Yeah, I think you should probably get me home…" She sighed, banging her head back against the car seat. Boy, was she in for it with her brother.

"You think he's gonna kill me when he finds out I basically kidnapped you?" Troy asked to lighten up the mood. He was happy to hear the giggle he loved come out of her.

"I wouldn't let him do that, " She smiled. "Besides, he doesn't need to know I went anywhere with you…I can just tell him I was with a friend. And you didn't kidnap me, dumb-ass."

Troy grinned at her words, but she didn't seem to notice how she practically didn't label him as a friend. He just hoped she meant what he thought she meant.

So, how boutt it? Troyella fluff! ;) My favorite. Before any drama happens, I just want to work on building up their relationship...then, everything will start to fall into place. There's still a lot of unanswered questions she has.

Oh, oh, oh! And I basically just came up with a new story idea. I'm not gonna start it now, because I have two stories going on...bleh. But, when one is done, I'm gonna put it up. It's an awesome idea, and I'm VERY anxious to get it on here. So, ah!

Okay, yeah I'm done rambling. Sorry for such a late update by the way :(

Bye :))))