A/N: So I know I get distracted easily ALOT LOL I watch a movie for the first or millionth time, and the next thing I know, I am having all kind of ideas of how I wanted it to be or how it would continue on from there. So here is High School Musical, which I borrowed last night because there was a High School Musical play showing at the local high school. So I thought I would see what it's all about. And also I tried to find stories that tried to continue on from the final movie, but didn't really see any. Well here's a take on it.
Haha look what I found in my folders. A HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL story! Amazing huh? Funny what you find hiding in your laptop! Well hope you enjoy it! Till next time! ;)
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The Things We Don't Know
Prologue: And So I thought…
Troy Bolton
It was the best choice I had ever made, attending college at Berkley, and I was also studying the two most important things in my life; college football and performing arts! How awesome can life get?
And the best part was that it was exactly thirty-one miles to Stanford University, where I could see my beautiful girlfriend Gabriella whenever I felt like it!
What I didn't know wasn't going to kill me right?
And so I thought…
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Gabriella Montez
Life was just perfect, I was fitting into Stanford University and realising that I could accomplish anything if I just put my mind to it. I was very fortunate to be a very fast learner, so I pretty much picked things up really quick. It helped me all my life, so Yay to my brain! I thought sillily.
And the best thing was; my fantastic and perfect boyfriend, Troy Bolton, was only thirty-one miles away from me, and I am able to see him whenever I felt like it. So life was definitely perfect!
Nothing could ruin this moment right?
And so I thought…
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No one's POV
"It seemed like it was just yesterday when we were all together" Gabriella sighed softly into the night sky, leaning her head against the banister of her dorm balcony, a common area for anyone that happen to live on the third floor.
It was a magnificent view of the local park.
"I know what you mean" Troy agreed with a sigh back, wishing that he could be holding her in his arms like they use to in Gabriella's room.
"So you'll be hear in two days" she whined at him, wishing that they both didn't have such hectic schedules, always coinciding with each other.
"It's not so long when you think about it. I only saw you yesterday" he laughed into the phone, knowing exactly what she mean when she had said it. Yesterday felt like forever ago.
He had spent the most perfect night with her, though ever moment spent with the person you loved so much was just perfect. It was always something different when it came to them.
His laugh turned into a blast of coughing fits that suddenly had liquid spurting out of him. he quickly grabbed the first thing that he could, a red shirt that he had over worn when he was performing for the Wild Cats, wiping his mouth and face, he placed the phone back onto his ear.
"Sorry about that Gabriella" he hated to worry her when they both couldn't get to each other fast enough to comfort each other.
"You okay Troy? That didn't sound so good" she said to him worriedly, totally opposite to what he was hoping that she was feeling at the moment.
"It's okay Gabriella, I'm fine" he dismissed the coughing fit and heard her yawn into the phone sleepily.
"Oh Troy" she said with another yawn escaping her tired lips, her eyes starting to drift off.
"It's okay hon', I'll speak to you tomorrow morning, call me as soon as you wake okay" he asked her happily, thinking of the moment when they both finished college and could begin their life together in pure bliss.
"Oh but I wanted to speak to you for abit longer" she said in her sleepy voice, and before they knew it, a light sound of breathing came through the phone, indicating to him that she was now fast asleep.
He cackled softly at his girlfriend's antics, and whispered his words of love to her, before hanging up and picking up his old Wild Cats jersey.
He walked towards his bathroom, whistling to himself, whirling the red shirt up in the air, going to the sink to wash the spit that he had chocked on.
Holy Shit! He thought worriedly as he looked down at the his old shirt… this was not good.
He looked at his face in the mirror, eyes shocked at what he saw all over his face.
"Definitely NOT a good sign…" he whispered to himself, washing his face properly, and heading to bed, dreams of his future with Gabriella going through his head.