After the winter musical, Troy hasn't really asked Gabriella to be his girlfriend. So they're just friends (for now). But how will they both react if Gabriella moves and Troy follows but Gabriella is offered a kiss from her favorite celebrity heartthrob?

Author's Note: This is my very first story so I would appreciate if you guys would R&R and tell me what you think whether it's a bad review or a good one! Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own HSM (but would love to!). I only own the plot and the characters that I make up.


To Kiss Or Not To Kiss?

Chapter One: Tag! You're it! (A/N: the italicized words are their thoughts)

Gabriella and Troy are sitting by the poolside of the local pool, talking. Their legs dipped in the water. Nobody else was there besides them.

"If you were my real friend, you would know this: What's my whole name?" Gabriella asks.

"Gabriella Carmelita Rosalina Montez" Troy replies. (A/N: I just made up her middle names)

"How did you know that?"

"I have my sources…"

"Okay, what about this: Who is my favorite actor/singer of all time?"

Troy sighs. Gabriella has talked about him at least once everyday since she saw his TV show. I knew she would ask that. It seems so impossible to stop her from obsessing over Rayner Richardson… Troy thought. (A/N: I own Rayner Richardson) "Rayner Richardson" was Troy's answer.

"Describe him to me."

Troy sighs again. "He has short, spiky, blonde hair, blue eyes, he's 17, he's about my height, and he lives in California, blah, blah, blah." Troy said, including the "blah, blah, blah" part. Gabriella giggles. "Now it's my turn to ask the questions." Troy said. Come on man! Just ask her. It's not that hard! Just say, 'Would you wanna go on a date with me?' Is that so hard to do? Playing in the championship game was harder than this!

"Um… hello?" Gabriella said. She waved her hand across Troy's face. Apparently, Troy was staring into space.


"I'm ready for my question."

"Oh, right… your question. Um… Would you wanna-" Troy didn't finish his sentence. Come on man! Just say it, 'Would you wanna go on a date with me?'

"Would I wanna what?" Gabriella asked impatiently.

"I was wondering if you would wanna…" It's still not the right time. I have to think of another question. "I was wondering if you would you wanna… play some tag with me." 'Play some tag with me?' That's the best you could come up with? No wonder she wouldn't ask you out!

"What?" Asked a confused Gabriella.

Troy stood up and tapped her. "Tag! You're it!" he shouted and started running.

"That's not fair! I didn't agree to play!" Gabriella shouted.

"Oh, right." He jogged back.

"Okay, tag! You're it!" Gabriella said tapping Troy and running.

Troy chased Gabriella around the pool almost falling in. Troy finally caught up to Gabriella and pushed her gently saying, "Tag! You're it!" But even that little push makes Gabriella lose her balance. She grabs Troy's shirt hoping to steady herself but instead he loses his balance too and they both fall in. They splashed each other like little kindergarteners would. They swam back to the poolside and Troy helped Gabriella sit on the cement while he sits himself.

"See what you did! Now all my clothes are wet!" Gabriella complained playfully.

"Me? You're the one who agreed to play tag!"

"You offered!"

"It's okay. You sill look perfect." Gabriella blushed. He thinks I still look perfect even though I'm soaking wet! He's the perfect one! I'll ask him out tonight… hopefully. I just hope he likes me too.

"Troy, can I ask you something?"


"I was hoping if you'd wanna go…" I can't do it! I just can't! "If you'd wanna go… shoot some hoops with me? You know, a little one on one?"

"You? Gabriella Montez? Playing hoops? With me?"

"Do I sense a little worry in your voice?"

"Okay, it's on now!"

"One favor. Can you carry me?"

Troy sighed and said, "Okay. Anything for the princess." He hoisted Gabriella on his back and gave her a piggyback ride to his house. After all, his house is just one block away.


A/N: Okay I wouldn't say it was the longest or most interesting chapter but I promise it'll get better (I hope). Well peace out! Please R&R:)