Hey guys sorry for the long wait ! Stuff came up and I've been a bit busy... Hopefully I'll have time to publish another chapter before I leave for a week on Sunday (the 18th).

I don't really like this chapter , but I figured I had to update this story anyways.. Hope it will due.

Uhm okay , so here it is.

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He stared at me intensely, before he slowly got up from his seat. He covered his face with one of his hands, looking like he thought very deeply. "Why are you doing this to me?"

I observed him closely. I had no frigging idea what he was talking about. Seriously, he told me to stay after class after weeks of not even acknowledging me and now he was talking what to me sounded like gibberish?

"Uhm…" Was all I could say before he interrupted me.

"I mean, what do you want from me?" He stared at me with a frustrated look on his face and I felt more baffled than ever.

I carefully peeked over my own shoulder to see if there was mysteriously all of a sudden standing someone right behind me that he could be talking to, because to me, he made absolutely no sense at all. When I noticed that the classroom was as empty as I thought it would be, I turned back and looked at Troy with wide eyes.

Did he actually want me to answer his question or was he having a mental breakdown of some sorts?

Should I be worried?

Should I call an ambulance?

"Are you…" Once again, he interrupted me before I had a chance to form a complete sentence and ask him if he was alright.

His face was pained and he looked down at his desk when he spoke to me. "Why do you make me feel this way?"

I didn't know what to say. Everything just went by in slow motion – how he kicked his chair back, how he turned his head to face me, how he walked across the room to stand just a few inches away from my body, and most of all how he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me close to him. He slowly bent down and pressed his soft lips against mine, and we stood there for what felt like days, taking in every part of each other possible. His tongue carefully slid in to my mouth as I hugged him closely. I wanted to live there, in that exact moment, forever. I wanted it to last forever. He made every cell of my body quiver, and my heart was racing faster than it had ever done before.

I wasn't about to fall for him. I had already fallen flat on the ground. I was mauled and knocked out. He made me feel like no one had ever made me feel.

When he pulled away and tried to apologize quietly, I couldn't help myself to just shake my head vigorously and pull him back to me. My lips against his, our heart beating at the sound of the same melody, just the way it should be.

"I'm sorry…" Troy's voice echoed in my ears as our lips parted.

I breathed heavily, gazing in to his piercing blue eyes. "Why did you do that for?" I asked confused.

Our bodies were still pressed against each other, and our faces were so close that I could almost feel his nose brush against mine. Knowing that there was a risk that someone could walk in at any moment, and catch us like this made everything more thrilling. My whole body was pounding with excitement.

"I honestly have no idea" He answered, and backed away from me carefully. He was still staring in to my eyes, and I thought that I could notice a smile spread across his face for a second.

"So what does this mean?" My head was full of questions, but I knew that I couldn't attack him with all of them at once.

He shook his head slowly. "I don't know"

He seemed to know the reason for him kissing me as little as I did, that's why I stopped asking him questions, and instead I cleared my throat and crossed my arms over my chest and switched position nervously.

"Well… Are we going to go back to normal, where you ignore me in class as you usually-"

"No"

I couldn't help but smile. I loved how he was quick to interrupt me with that determined voice of his.

"Would you want to have dinner with me? Tonight? To talk things through?" He asked me.

I kept smiling at him. "I'd love to" I replied and tried not to sound as excited as I really was.

He nodded his head slowly and grinned at me. "Joe's Crab Shack, at seven?"

"I'll see you there!" I said thrilled.

Really, this wasn't exactly something to be thrilled about, but I didn't care. I was pretty sure it might be illegal. It has to be prohibited in some sort at least, I mean, a student and a professor going out on a date couldn't be allowed.

"And hey, please don't tell anyone about this, okay? I'm pretty sure I could get fired for something like this" He said as if he could read my mind.

"Of course not" I told him in all honesty, before I walked out the door, shooting him a smile as I left.

But as I shut the door after leaving with a smile on my lips, trying to leave all the wonderful emotions I had felt just a few seconds ago behind, I remembered something that wasn't permitted to be true.

I remembered that this hadn't been my weird encounter with a guy today.

I remembered the promise to Marcus I had made just minutes before Troy kissed me and made everything inside of me completely numb.

I had two dates today.

I had two dinners I had to make it to in really no time at all, and I couldn't cancel on either one of them.

How the hell would I be able to pull that off?

And at that exact moment I cursed myself before I ran back to my dorm room to vent to my best friend about the miserable life I was living and how someone really had it out for me.

Taylor would know what to do. Taylor always knew what to do.

I wanted to scream. The one person in this world that I could rely on the most had decided to turn her back against me. She wouldn't help me at all.

"It's your own mess, I can't help you, I'm sorry" Was all she said when I told her about my difficulties.

I did remember that I had promised Troy not to tell a living soul about what had happened, but at the same time I knew that I wouldn't be able to keep a secret as big as that from Taylor. So it kind of slipped out. Somewhat unintentionally.

"But Taylor!" I complained and sighed.

She looked at me with raised eyebrows and with a face that told me that she could care less. "You made your bed now lay in it!"

I smirked at her. "Actually, you always make my bed…" I joked and she shook her head. She was obviously not feeling the least bit humorous I realized.

"Gabriella, I'm sorry but I can't help you with this one. When you decide to start things up with your teacher, then you're on your own, honey" I hated how Taylor always had to be little-miss-perfect who never did anything wrong. I had used to be that person, but now when I had taken a bite from the forbidden and realized how tiring it could be to always follow the rules, I had decided to live a little. I just wished that Taylor could start seeing things my way, because she had no idea what she was missing.

Just at that second, Sharpay walked in to our room with a perky look on her face and wearing a beautiful black dress. "Who's on their own?" She asked curiously and sat down on my bed.

Taylor looked at me sternly, but I knew that she wouldn't say anything I had told her about Troy. Even though she might not support me, she would always know how to keep a secret. Unlike me. "I have to go" She mumbled still looking at me. She shot Sharpay a faint smile before she left our room to probably go spend the night with Chad, like always.

"Uhm okay, so what's going on?" Sharpay asked me confused.

I groaned slightly and sat down next to her. "Nothing" I muttered, but I knew she wouldn't believe me.

I wanted to tell her about Troy, I really did, but I didn't want a repeat of the shunning Taylor had just given me so I decided to keep my mouth shut this time, like I should have when I had chosen to tell Taylor.

"Oh okay" She said just as confused as before, but she didn't pressure me to tell her something I obviously didn't feel like talking about.

I looked at her and noticed how dolled-up she was. Her dress wasn't just the black casual one that I had first thought she was wearing, but it was made out of silk and hugged her body perfectly. Her blonde hair was falling down in wonderful curls along her back, and she was wearing bright red lipstick.

"You look nice, what's the occasion?" I asked, and she giggled.

"I have a date tonight. With Mr. Perfect" She said cheerfully and I smiled at her.

Mr. Perfect was our new nickname for Zeke, the guy Sharpay had started to date. He was actually a potential catch; any guy Sharpay lasted longer than three dates with must be someone special.

"Well, have fun tonight. And be safe" I told her and she laughed at me.

"Yeah and whatever it is you're doing, you better play it safe as well!" She tweeted right before she slammed the door shut behind her.

I sighed loudly and lay exhaustedly down on my bed. "Oh I'll play it safe alright, but that doesn't mean that I won't get burned…" I mumbled to myself, before I let out a frustrated shriek in my sea of loneliness.

There was no one around to hear my.

There was no one around to make me feel better.

I knew that I made my problems more dramatic than they needed to be, but I just didn't care at the moment.

I had two dates in one night.

Two dates and I just couldn't bring myself to cancel one of them.

I couldn't tell one of them about the other.

I had no idea how I was supposed to pull it off, but I had to try it and I realized that wasting time in my bed wasn't exactly helping the situation.

I slowly got up with a loud growl and started preparing for the possibly worst night in my life that was about to happen.

Oh the world's joy I was always suffering…

Ehhh , please review , even though you might not like it (just like me).

Oh and if you haven't already , check out my new story The Weather Girl (if you have time) ! As always , it's about Troyella and the love and difficulties they're experiencing. Also a kind of 'forbidden love' theme as in this story.

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