DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY ASPECT OF HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL!!

Prologue-

"Troy, Troy, over here," anxious photographers called.

Troy kept his thousand-watt smile in place and swung to face the beastly paparazzi. After a moment's pause he opened the door of his SUV and got inside. It would be amazing if he could actually drive after having to watch the flashes of hundreds of cameras, well not hundreds, but many.

He started the car and was surprised when several of the photographers moved out of its path. Most of them were usually so desperate to get a picture they'd risk getting hit.

The security guards of the stadium 'encouraged' the more determined photographers to leave.

Troy breathed a sigh of relief when he passed the gates. He was sure some of the pesky vultures would follow him, but for the moment all was well.

He drove to his well-secured home and went inside the well-manicured house. He wasn't home that often, so the work done on the place was usually done by hired crews.

The house was decorated in a modern fashion, which was popular with some, but he found is cool and disconcerting.

He could change it, he certainly could afford it, but he didn't know why he should bother. Every date he had brought over had loved the modern style.

He sighed and dropped onto the stiff couch. It was at times like this when he regretted his choice of career.

Both his parents had tried to prepare him for what life would be like if he became a 'star', but really you could never really be prepared until you woke up in the middle of the night thinking you were being robbed and it turned out to be only a determined photographer hoping for a picture. You couldn't really imagine that fear and the anger that resulted.

He glanced at the pile of mail on the small side table. One envelope stuck out. He picked it up and opened it. It was an invitation to his 10 year reunion at East High.

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Gabriella stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her black eye stood out like a red beacon. James would be furious if anyone noticed it at the party.

She reached for her cover-up and gently applied it to the injured spot. The rest of the bruises weren't visible. She was surprised James had slipped up and given her a black eye. Usually he was more careful.

She winced when her brush touched the most sensitive area around her eye, but it had to be done. She would get worse if any of James's associates noticed it.

She sighed. How had it come to this? She had been a bright student through high school and college, as well as a talented singer and actress. Thinking back on high school reminded her of the invitation she had received today. It was hard to believe that it had been ten years since she had left East High.

"I'm going to go to Hollywood, Gabriella," Troy said excitedly.

She smiled sadly. It seemed as if their lives were destined to go in separate directions. She would be going to Harvard with Taylor while Troy went to Hollywood, Kelsi went to New York, and Chad stayed in New Mexico. She wasn't sure of Sharpay and Ryan's plans.

"Gabriella?" Troy said worriedly.

She smiled and looked up. "Sorry, I was just thinking. We're all going to be all over the country."

Troy smiled his charming smile. "But we won't lose touch." He assured.

She sighed. "I'm going to miss you, Troy."

He leaned closer. "I'm going to miss you too."

Their lips met in a passionate kiss.

Gabriella sighed. They had been so idealistic back then, but it had only taken a short time for Troy to forget about his friends and become caught up in the glitz and glamour that was Hollywood. Troy had landed a starring role in a small production, Beloved Stranger, which had ended up earning him stardom and an Oscar.

Well, I hope the idea intrigues you, and that you will continue to read. I rated it M because of some domestic violence, nothing else! So please read, review, and enjoy!!

Always Aurora :) :)