Author's Note: Hello, loves! I'm watching the Colts 33 vs. Cowboys pre-season football game right now and I'm loving every minute of it! Just thought I'd share

I hope you like this story! Review and such, please. I love youuu all! Oh yeah and there will be a lot of drama in this thing.

Important: This is nothing like the movie blah blah my own story blah blah etc hahah.

Summary: Troy Bolton is a history teacher. Gabriella Montez is in one of his classes. He's thirty. She's seventeen. Can such a taboo relationship be so.. right? Troyella.

Disclaimer: I'm going to have to take out loans for college; do you honestly think I own HSM? ;

Chapter One

Gabriella Montez was ready for the bell to ring, signifying the end of her fifth period, five minutes before it rang. As soon as it did ring, she raced out of her Calculus class in the math hall of East High School to her United States History class on the complete other side of the building. Halfway there, still speed walking, she pulled her schedule out of her binder and made sure she was heading to the right room.

Five minutes later she entered the classroom. She chose a seat on the left side of the room and surveyed her surroundings. She recognized a few faces already in the class and more as they came in. She also saw a halfway decent looking man staring intently at his laptop. He must be Mr. Bolton, she thought.

The bell rang and pulled Gabriella out of her thoughts. She pulled out the binder she designated for the class and waited for Mr. Troy Bolton to speak.

"Hey you guys. I'm Mr. Bolton and this is United States History. Let me take roll real quick before we get started," Troy introduced and then proceeded to call the students' names.

"Gabrielle Montez," Troy called and waited for the response.

"Gabriella," Gabriella corrected as she raised her hand.

"Okay let me write that in. The list on the computer cut off your name after the first 'l.' I'm sorry about that," Troy apologized as he looked at the student with whom he was speaking. He saw she was wearing snug-fitting jeans and a black and white horizontally striped shirt with a magenta shirt layered over it. She had her binder and a pencil out and looked ready to start learning, even on the first day of school. She was politely smiling at him and Troy noticed she was blushing. He found himself wondering if she was always so shy or if she would open up after awhile, but he was also glad she didn't seem like she would cause much trouble.

Boy was he wrong.

Troy quickly finished calling roll and walked up to the front of the class. He surveyed the high school juniors sitting in front of him and could immediately pick out those who would do well in his class and those who wouldn't. Gabriella was in the 'do well' category—he had a good feeling about her.

"This may be regular US History but it will not be a slack class," Troy started his introduction, "If you pay attention, take notes, and study you will do well in this class. If you slack off, you won't do well, and I can only do so much to help you. My biggest pet peeve is not trying and I will say right now that if you don't take advantage of the education you're getting and you really just don't care: go ahead and drop out. Don't waste mine and your peers' time.

"If you can't tell by now, I'm one of the most honest people you will ever meet. I will tell it like it is and that makes some people think I'm a jerk, but I'm not. As long as you aren't an idiot I'm a really nice guy. Anybody have any questions?" Troy asked.

"Yeah man when does this class end?" Scott, one of the school's better football players, asked to the amusement of much of the class. Gabriella just rolled her eyes. She couldn't stand Scott and did not understand how everyone loved him. Troy noticed that Gabriella didn't join in on the laughter and smiled.

"You still have twenty minutes. Go back to sleep," Troy answered the boy's question, referring to the nap he had taken through most of the class. With this Gabriella smirked but stopped and blushed when she noticed her teacher glancing at her.

The last twenty minutes of class were spent going over the syllabus that Troy had handed out. At last the bell rang and everyone rushed out of the room to go home after their first day of school. Troy had situated himself at his other desk in the back of the room by the door.

Gabriella sauntered to the door. She was in no rush to get home; she didn't want to be there. On her way out she saw Troy looking at her, smiling. Gabriella gave him a smile back and, with a sing-song voice she called out, "Bye Mr. Bolton."

Before he had a chance to respond she was gone.

"Bye, Gabriella," He whispered to no one.

A/N: So how'd you like it?? I'll alternate between using 'Troy' and 'Mr. Bolton' a lot in this story. Sorry this is kind of short; it's just an introductory chapter. Not only were Troy, Gabriella, and the beginning of their interactions introduced, but y'all also got a teeny hint to Gabriella's home life. Please review! It'll make me happy and I'll update faster

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