A Story By itsxloveeee

I'm still in love with you, I wish you were. And I wish you were here. T&G.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from High School Musical.

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June 15, 2007

Albuquerque, New Mexico

I rolled over in my bed, hoping to wrap my arms around a beautiful brunette, my beautiful brunette. Instead, all I got was cold sheets and a piece of paper.

I opened my eyes and read,

Troy,

Last night was amazing. If I denied that, I would be insane. Please know that I care about you a lot, but I need to live my life happily. We are constantly arguing about stupid things or having sex. We never go out, and you hate being public about us. I am sorry to do this in a letter, but I couldn't bear to say it to your face…I want to break up. Meet me at my locker before first period.

Love,

Gabriella

She wrote Gabriella, not Brie. It really is over…we are over. Today is our last day of high school and this is how I am going to remember it…losing her.

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I pulled into the school parking lot to be greeted by all of my closest friends. I ignored them and ran into the building.

There she is…my Brie. I ran as fast as I could to her, and she smiled at me as I raced over.

When I reached her, I panted, "Brie…you can't do this. I will change."

She shook her head gently and gently broke my heart, "I love you, Troy, and I always will, but I am not in love with you. The fire just…burned out. Don't change who you are, because someone will come around for you…someone that loves you. But it's not me. I'm sorry."

She shut her locker and walked away, leaving me alone and heartbroken.

June 15, 2009

New York, New York

NYU

I walked onto the campus of NYU, excited to have finally arrived. My first year of college was spent at Berkeley, mainly because I wanted to be closer to Gabriella. Well, that changed as soon as she broke up with me. I still spent a year there, applying to other colleges for transfer, and this one accepted.

I was given the position of captain on their basketball team because their captain graduated.

I am finally starting a life without Gabriella. Now, I can move on with my life officially.

OW! I collided with someone, and then I heard a thud. I opened my eyes to see a beautiful blonde on the floor, clutching her head.

I bent down to her level, "I am so sorry, I wasn't…"

She smiled and interrupted me, "Don't worry…I wasn't paying attention either."

I stood up and held my hand out for her. She took it and stood up, "My name is Brooke Andrews."

I replied, "Troy Bolton. Are you new?"

She nodded, "Yea…I transferred from Stanford with my best friend. She didn't really like California."

I hate that school…that is what I call the death school or her school. I shook it off and asked, "Do you want to look for our dorms together?"

She smiled and nodded, "That would be awesome."

We walked towards our rooms, surprisingly, we were in the same building and our rooms were next to each other. On our journey, we got to know each other really well. She went to Stanford as journalism major and I went to Berkeley for the same major. She is going to be the new captain for the basketball cheerleaders and I will be the captain of the basketball team. She loves to play video games, which surprised me. Also, she likes to stay in and be comfy rather than go out and dress up. We have so much in common it is crazy.

Once we reached our room, she got out a piece of paper and wrote something on it. After handing it to me, she said, "Call me Troy Bolton," and then she disappeared into her room.

I held onto that piece of paper closely and went over to my new room.

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"I so cannot believe we are roommates!" I exclaimed to my best friend from Stanford, Brooke Andrews.

"I know! Oh my God, Gabriella, I met this amazingly gorgeous guy and he is our new neighbor!" She squealed.

"Really? What is he like?" I asked as I began to unpack some of my boxes.

She sat on her bed and smiled dreamily, "He is tall, blue eyes, plays basketball, and we have soo many things in common it is crazy! I gave him my number. Does that seem too desperate?!"

I giggled. You could tell she is already falling for this guy by the way she described him. I set the picture frame down and took a seat next to her, "Not at all…did he seem interested in you?"

Brooke shrugged her shoulders. I hate how she is so self-conscious when she has all of the guys drooling over her. I mean, she has the perfect body, beautiful blonde hair, blue eyes, and a perfect smile. Anyone would go crazy over her!

"Bee," that's my nickname for her, "I think you should go for it. He seems like a nice guy and definitely your type. Any guy would be crazy not to like you."

"You think so, El?" (That is her nickname for me)

I nodded, "Totally, but we have to unpack if we want to survive in this place!"

She giggled and we began to unpack and talk about our excitement for the new year.

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Brooke Andrews. I will remember her. She is the first person I have even considered liking since Gabriella and I broke up.

I walked into my room to see a man unpacking his things on one of the beds. He turned around and began to speak, but there was no need to say anything.

"Chad?"

"Troy?"

We gave each other confused glances. What the hell was he doing here? Isn't he supposed to be at U of A?

"What are you doing here, man?" I asked him.

He shrugged, "I got the co captain spot here, and that was a better offer to me. Now the question is, why aren't you in California trying to win Gabriella back?"

This time I shrugged, "She was over me, and besides…I am going to be the captain of the basketball team here."

"It's like a Wildcats reunion!" He cheered and I laughed at his stupidity, "Chad…you need more than two people for a reunion."

"I know," he said, "Zeke and Jason go and play ball here…remember?!"

"Oh yeah!" I realized, "I totally forgot about that. It will almost be our old team."

"Exactly! Now…let's unpack and catch up."

So that's what we did. He told me about him and Taylor while I told him about the blonde I met earlier.

This will be a year I will never forget.

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"Brooke, this will be a year we never forget." I sighed and replaced a picture in one of the frames. I folded the picture I took out and put it in my drawer. Goodbye Troy.

For those who don't understand, the picture she replaced was a picture of Troy and that is why she said goodbye to it. That is the first chapter. Please review!