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Author's Note: Based on my own personal thoughts on 11/11. Troyella FanFic. Takes place on the night after the final scene of HSM.

11:11

Gabriella's POV:

I leaned over the railing of my balcony, tiredly. I flashed a quick glance at the clock. 10:49. I anxiously waited for the minute where I would make my wish.

I slid down to the timber floor and stared into the night sky thoroughly. I reminisced on all the events that happened today.

The 'Brainiacs' and the 'Jocks' teamed up for Troy's and I's sake.

Troy and I sang together…IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE SCHOOL.

Troy and I got the parts.

The Wildcats won the Championship game.

The whole school broke free of their cliques.

Chad asked Taylor out.

Sharpay and I made peace…for now.

Zeke won Sharpay's heart.

I fell in love with Troy Bolton!

I smiled at that last one. Not only did I fall in love with him, I kissed him! Now, here I am sitting outside on a chilly Fall night, waiting for that special time of night all over the world, to make the one wish I truly desire.

I glanced at the clock once more, 11:01. Sigh…this was going to take a while.

Troy's POV:

I lied in bed thinking. A dangerous thing for me to do, I know. But somehow, since that moment…when I felt her lips on mine…that's basically all I can do. So, I'm thinking, smiling and kinda dreaming.

It felt so good to feel her lips on mine. It felt right. I felt a shiver run down my spine then, I still do just thinking about it. Though, it's not a shiver of lust, wanting to feel myself in her. No, instead it made me want to hold her. I wanted to deepen that kiss and if it meant never taking a single breath of air again, then so be it.

I glanced at the clock, wondering how long I've been keeping this up. 11:10. I've been at this for just over 3 hours. I wondered what my wish tonight would be. That's what I would think of next…

Gabriella's POV:

1 more minute. I knew what my wish was. I knew that I wanted it. I wanted it so bad, it hurt. I silently counted down to the exact moment.

30, 29, 28, 27, 26, 25, 24, 23, 22, 21, 20, 19, 18, 17, 16…

Troy's POV:

I finally decided what my wish would be, with barely a minute to spare. I got up and made my way to my windowsill. I silently lifted it open so I could stare at the stars, at my star.

…15, 14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6…

No One's POV:

Somewhere in the many parts of Albuquerque, New Mexico, two love struck teenagers stared adoringly at the pitch black night sky.

…gazing at the same star…

…counting down the same moments…

…5, 4, 3, 2…

…making the same wish..

1: I wish we could be together…

Author's Note: I, myself, am quite a strong believer of 11:11. You can call me foolish or ignorant or whatever, but I simply think of myself (and other's of my kind, like Troy and Gabriella) a dreamer.

I dream of love and peace and happily ever afters. All because I know without dreams, there would be no hope, and without hope, there would simply be a world that was joyless…dark and gray…black and white.

So…do yourself a favour and urge yourself to stay awake just this once, just this one night. Stay up until 11:11 and then wish upon a star for what your heart truly desires. Then, snuggle up in bed and fall asleep dreaming…hoping…happy.

- -beauty897 :) -