A/N: Here's another one. Right now I ain't feelin' too great so I have plenty of time to write. The song is called "Hot" by Avril Lavigne. R&R
You're so good to me
Baby, baby
I wanna lock you up in my closet
When no one's around
I wanna put your hand in my pocket
Because you're allowed
I wanna drive you into a corner
And kiss you without a sound
I wanna stay this way forever
I'll say it loud
Now you're in
And can't get out
I, Gabriella Montez, was snapped out of my wonderful daydream by a blonde friend. "Gabriella!?" Sharpay spat at her.
"Hmm?" I groaned.
"Ohh! Some one was daydreaming. I wonder if it was about the normal blue-eyed boy or maybe you have started a new obsession." Sharpay said cockily.
"I agree." Taylor said after popping up behind Sharpay.
"Shut-up!" I retaliated.
Taylor and Sharpay shot me knowing glances and Sharpay had enough courage to wriggle her eyebrows before turning back around in her desk to face the teacher. I chucked a paper ball at the back of her head with a smirk.
You make me so hot
You make me wanna drop
You're so ridiculous
I can barley stop
I can hardly breathe
You make me wanna scream
You're so fabulous
You're so good to me
Baby, Baby
You're so good to me
Baby, Baby
I was giggling about the comment Sharpay just made about the hair nets obviously not working for the lunch ladies when he walked into the cafeteria. Sharpay and Taylor just sighed. "You know he will never go for you right?" Sharpay told me. She was not saying this in a mean way, but a friendly "give it up" way. I had fallen under the blissful spell of Troy Bolton and I had fallen hard. "I know. But... Urgh!! I just wanna-" I started to say.
"Whoa!! Stop right there! We do not want to know about your sex fantasies with Troy Bolton!" Sharpay yelled looking disgusted.
"Sharpay!" I hissed. She had drawn the attention of the whole cafeteria- including Troy! Embarrassed and blushing, I hide my head in my arms. Just kill me now!
I can make you feel all better
Just take it in
And I can show you all the places
You've never been
And I can make you say everything
That you've never said
And I will let you do anything
Again and again
Now you're in
And can't get out
I was in the girl's locker room changing for P.E. when a very girly shriek came for the blonde beside me. "What the hell was that for Sharpay?!" I hollered.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!" Sharpay yelled excitedly jumping up and down.
"What the hell is it Sharpay?" Taylor and I both yelled at the same time- God, Sharpay could get really girly and annoying..
"Troy Bolton broke up with Stacy!!" Sharpay finally answered us. Stacy was the head cheerleader and was the current girlfriend of Troy.
"Really?" I asked. I wanted to confirm that Troy was available before happy-dacing like a two-year old girl.
"Duh! Would I lie to you about an issue like this?" Sharpay said in a matter-of-fact tone.
I started shrieking like a two-year-old and grabbed Sharpay's hands. Jumping up and down, I spun in circles. While happy dancing Taylor scolded us on how immature we looked, but I was to overjoyed to care in the least bit.
You make me so hot
You make me wanna drop
You're so ridiculous
I can barley stop
I can hardly breathe
You make me wanna scream
You're so fabulous
You're so good to me
Baby, Baby
You're so good to me
Baby, Baby
"No." Sharpay answered simply at the blouse I was holding up.
"God, Sharpay! That is the twenty-third one you turned down." I scolded the blonde. She was laying on her stomach on my bed with her feet dangling in the air.
She huffed and stretched. "Here." She walked to my closet and pulled out a light blue baby doll top and a jean mini skirt. "Now if you will excuse me Orlando Bloom is on the television shirtless." And with that she plopped back on my bed to stare dreamily at a shirtless Orlando Bloom.
I giggled. Sharpay glared at me. "Don't you have some one to drool over?" I asked her since her eyes were to busy glaring at me to watch Orlando Bloom.
She stuck her tongue out at me dramatically. "At least I don't need help picking out clothes to try and impress a blue-eyed lunk-head basketball player!" She defended.
"So?" I shot back lamely. We looked at each other for a second then could not help ourselves form busting out laughing.
Kiss me, just me
Always I know
Hold me
Love me
Don't ever go
"Do I look okay?" I asked Taylor nervously while straightening out the outfit Sharpay had picked out for me earlier that day.
"Relax girl, he won't be able to keep his mind from going perverted!" Taylor said, earning a slap on the back of the head from Sharpay whom had walked up behind them.
All the girls giggled then stalked into the red and white building. Gabriella took a deep breath as a certain blue-eyed boy's gaze fell upon her.
You make me so hot
You make me wanna drop
You're so ridiculous
I can barley stop
I can hardly breathe
You make me wanna scream
You're so fabulous
You're so good to me (Repeat)
"Hey." Troy greeted Gabriella. "You're Gabriella right?"
"Yeah." Gabriella replied then mentally kicked herself for being so lame.
Sharpay and Taylor smiled then silently walked away from the two high-schoolers who were getting along quite well. (wink, wink)
A/N: I felt like leaving it in a place so your imagination could run a little bit. R&R