CHAPTER 8: Prep
"I'd love to meet your son. He seems like a really sweet kid. Don't worry, my boyfriend and I eat anything, take out would be lovely. Of course you can have some other friends around; I'd be honoured to meet them. Okay, bye Sweetie." The raven head beauty finished with a wide smile etched across her face, her whitened teeth shining in contrast to her bright red lips.
Behind the femme noire aux cheveux, stood her boyfriend, staring at her with curiosity etched across his perfect features.
"Babe," His voice rang loud and clear, "Who was that? And why are you smiling like a... Like a... Like a person who smiles." He finished, his sentence obviously not making sense to him or his girlfriend.
"Can't a girl smile?" she questioned turning around to face him, her dark and perfectly plucked eyebrows raised.
Troy rolled his eyes a stepped closer towards his lover, "Yes, a girl can smile. But they shouldn't be smiling like that after they've come off the phone with another woman, especially since the girl has been moody all day until now!" Troy exclaimed.
Alicia shrugged, "So what? I was moody, I spoke to another woman, who by the way invited us both to dinner tonight, and now I'm smiling." She said, her smile widening as her boyfriend started making exaggerated movements with his arms.
"That is the problem, right there. You came off the phone with another WOMAN and are smiling like crazy. Are you switching sides?" Troy asked her, his expression changing suddenly to shock.
Alicia stared at him in mystification, "Switching sides?"
"Y'know, are you... Bi?" He whispered, as if it was sinful to say such a word.
"Bi?" The female of the conversation questioned,
"Don't make me say it!" The male begged before giving in hopelessly, "Bisexual" he whispered, "Or, ya know lesbian."
Alicia's grey eyes widened as she took in what her boyfriend had asked her, before bursting into a fit of hysterical laughter, "Oh g-god! So f-f-fuckin f-funny. B-b-babe, you're crazy." She commented before carrying on in her pursuit to calm down, "No, I'm not" she said more seriously, before leading him over the to the black leather loveseat in their bedroom.
"I met the woman at the supermarket the other day, we exchanged numbers and we've been texting and calling, and we decided to meet again. Plus, I really wanna meet her son, he looks and sounds so cute!"
"Really?" Troy asked, his cerulean eyes looking directly into her grey ones, "What's his name?"
"Samuel James, and Troy, you just have to meet him. He's just the sweetest thing!" Alicia gushed as Troy looked at her with interest.
"I met a Samuel James the other day, great kid, he was telling about how old I was compared to his five year old self" he said with a laugh.
"Really? The Samuel I know is five too... It'd be kinda weird if it was the same one, but nice aswell, I guess."
"I guess," Troy sighed, "What time do we have to be there by?"
"Six...ish, so we have two hours and a half to get read, she lives around five minutes from us in that posh apartment block."
Troy nodded before standing up to get ready.
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"Do I look fat in this?" the black haired Italian asked her boyfriend.
"No."
"I think I look fat," she argued
"Well, I don't." The male disagreed
"As a matter of fact, I know I look fat." Alicia replied
Troy rolled his eyes and sat on the edge of their bed, "Baby, firstly, you really don't look fat, you look very skinny, secondly, if you claim that you knew you looked "fat" why ask me in the first place?"
The female sighed and looked in the full length mirror again. The royal blue dress had a sweetheart neckline and the straps joined to form a halter neck. The clothing item pinched in at the waist and had a pleated design until her knees, the royal blue contrasting against the neon pink 3 inch peep toe heels and matching bangles encrusted with silver studs.
"You look beautiful." Troy's whisper stated.
"Thank you," Alicia whispered back; turning around to face him, "you scrub up well," she joked.
Troy chuckled and put a fake cocky look on his face, "Well, I try," he said, popping his white polo collar upwards in a street manner.
Alicia giggled, "Okay, I think I'm ready."
Troy nodded and stood up, taking his dainty hand in his and leading her out of the house.
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Homely would be an understatement if you used that specific word to describe Gabriella Montez's huge apartment. In the sitting room the fake fire was switched on, the lights had been dimmed and the guest were all playing with the precious blue eyed five year old who ran from adult to adult, smiling and saying phrases which caused the entire room to burst into fits of laughter.
On the three seater sofa sat, in the following order, Taylor Danforth, Chad Danforth, and the hostess herself, Gabriella Montez. Sitting on the right, on the loveseat sat Sharpay Evans-Baylor and Zeke Baylor and opposite the loved up couple, on the armchair, sat Tony James, his sweater zipped and his hood up as he gave playful glares to the five year old who had been repeatedly slapping his shin.
"Okay, Sammy, Baby, stop it now." Gabriella warned carefully, stifling her laugh as Tony winced when her son gave a particularly hard slap.
Samuel laughed; "Sorry..." he managed in between his giggles, which caused him to be automatically forgiven and lifted into the air by Tony, before being put to rest on his lap.
This, itself, caused "Auntie Shar" to snort, "You, Samuel J, are one lucky chicken to be forgiven so easily... cos you're just so darn adorable!" she cooed.
"I second that!" Taylor said, lifting her arm.
"Me too," her husband added, causing a gasp to erupt from Taylor's vocal cords,
"YOU can second that, I already did!" she complained
"Fine then!" Chad replied childishly, "I third it! Ha!"
Zeke rolled his eyes at the behaviour of the married couple, as did Gabriella, Tony and Sharpay.
"So... what's for dinner Gabs?" Zeke asked, going into chef mode,
"I'm just going to order Chinese, there's ten of us, including my baby, and that'd be way to many people to cook for, therefore take out is my next best choice," The brunette replied with a small nod, "Is that okay with you Mister Chef?" she teased.
Zeke let out a fake gasp, "I'll have you know, I do, in fact, eat take out Miss Is That Okay With You Mister Chef!"
And they all burst out laughing, Samuel included, fortunately, none of them knew what fate was about to be bestowed upon them.
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"SHIT!" Alicia screamed as they pulled up in the parking lot of the modern apartment building.
The honey coloured hair guy's eyebrows scrunched together in confusion as he looked to his left to see his girlfriend panicking like a crazy woman.
"What?" he mumbled.
"I promised my boss I'd email her the new summer collection dress designs by six thirty, it's a major necessity because she has to do a presentation on them by seven. Shit, I haven't sent the designs Troy!" Alicia replied, throwing her arms up in the air for added effect.
Troy sighed, "Honey, it's okay, we can just drive back. In this traffic, which is actually quite bad tonight, it'll take maybe under forty five minutes?"
"No, not okay. I don't want to tell her I'll be late. How about, you go in, and I can drive back home and do my stuff before coming back here."
"Baaaabbbeee!" Troy whined, "I don't know these people, can't I just come with you?"
"No, Troy, it's rude. Please Babe, do this for me!" she asked, putting on a pout and a puppy dog face.
Troy scrunched his eyes before letting a out a frustrated groan and hitting the steering wheel.
"Goddamnit, fine." And with that, Los Angeles Lakers superstar, number fourteen, Troy Bolton tossed the car keys at his girlfriend, leant over to give her a parting kiss and left the car.
AN: Oh my god, 20 days since I updated, that's good. I only did the ending now cos I wanted to upload the chapter today, so sorry it's short. Good luck Zac at the TCA's, you're nominated for 7 categories, you're bound to win one. Uh... Oh yeah... Who's seen Ted, my older brother took me to see it, it's epic!
"FUCK YOU THUNDER,
YOU CAN SUCK MY DICK"
My mom and little sister heard me, my big bro and my little bro singing it and she freaked out, telling us we were a bad influence...
Anywhooo R&R and go read LOVe by Angkeats aswell, it's awesome.
-Amy J