Run

I dropped the gun as I stood there in shock, the only thing on my mind : Run . I knew I had to get out of there so I ran up the stairs to my room. Stuffing a few things in my bag that I would need I ran out of the house. I could already hear the police sirens at the end of the street. The neighbors must've called them after hearing the gunshots. I ran faster and faster until I couldn't hear them anymore. Out of breath I called for a taxi. I was going to the airport and start a new life somewhere else. I knew I had to, what else was I supposed to do? I wasn't going to spend the rest of my life in jail.

I looked around as I walked through the gates of the airport. Yesterday I took the first airplane and 15 minutes after I killed my family I was on a plane making my way to Italy. If u haven't figured it out yet, I killed my parents, brother and sister. If you're going to ask me why I killed them, I was looking for freedom. Now standing here, that wasn't the best thing to do. But do I regret it? No.

Walking further through the airport I was looking for an exit. I didn't know where I would go. I was going to look for a little apartment that wouldn't cost too much. Also I had to look for a job as I didn't have much money with me.

Walking through the streets of my new city I looked for an apartment. Finally finding one I immediately moved in. It was a small, but nice apartment After looking around for a bit I walked outside, starting to look for a job. A waitress? No. Behind a bar? No. In a clothing store? No. And that went on and on. I didn't go to college so that explains quiet a lot I guess.

On my way home as it was getting dark I walked past some clubs, I decided that I would go home, change into something sexy and go out. I was going to get drunk. After changing into something sexy I made my way to one of the clubs. Getting in I went straight to the bar and ordered a drink.

"Here you go"

Taking the drink from the bartender someone sat next to me. Urgh.

"I'll pay for that"

"No need to" And I smiled a fake smile at him. All guys are just the same. Ignoring him I drank my shot.

"Whoa whoa, slow down girl!"

I looked at him irritated. "You don't need to tell me what to do! I don't even know you!" He smiled a goofy smile.

"Well, I am Troy, Troy Bolton"

"If I tell you my name will you shut up?"

"Maybe, maybe not"

I sighed. "Gabr- Valerie Clampton" I decided not to tell him my real name. He smiled at me.

"That's a beautiful name Valerie Clampton"

"Now, will you leave me alone? I have to get drunk" I turned round to the bartender and ordered another drink.

"Why do you have to get drunk?"

"Do you care?"

"Well, if I'm going to be the one carrying you home later tonight then.. yes"

I sighed "You're not going to give up are you?" I looked at him.

"No"

He answered shortly "Well.. I might as well spend my night with you then" He smiled.

"Good"

He stood up and offered me his hand.

"Care to dance?"

I drank my drink in one time and took his awaiting hand as I hopped of my seat. "I'd love to" As we danced I didn't think about all the things happening right now. I enjoyed dancing with him, but he bought me back to reality.

"So, why did you want to get drunk?"

"I still want to get drunk and.. I'm just having some problems right now"

"At home?"

"Umm, yes" I don't want to tell him that I killed my family. He'd be shocked and disappear out of my life and I don't want that. I have a feeling he's going to be a good friend of mine. He pulled me closer.

"It will be ok"

"Thank you" I looked up at him. "Let's go back to the bar" I let go of him and walked back to the bar. I ordered 2 drinks for us both and sat down with him next to me.

"So, where do you live?"

"A little apartment a block away from here, you?"

"I think I live in the same apartment block as you"

"Oh.. great" I smiled a little

"Would you like to come to my apartment with me? It's a bit lonely on my own.."

I bit my lip and looked down, I didn't know what to say. If we'd come to close I need to tell him what I did but I don't know how he'll react. But if I say no he'll ask why.. "Yes, of course" I smiled a little and looked up at him. Now I noticed those bright blue eyes, just like the sky. He smiled back at me.

"Awesome"

I drank my drink up and turned to the bartender to order another one until he stopped me by grabbing my arm. I turned to him.

"You really meant getting drunk?"

I looked at him, he looked like he wanted to stop me. "Yes, is there a problem?" I wanted to get drunk and I would. He wasn't going to control my life. I've had enough of that people.

"Well, I don't want you to get drunk"

"You aren't here to tell me what do to and what not, I don't need anymore of that. If you're here for that then I'm leaving right now"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. Please stay"

He smiled cutely at me, I couldn't resist giving into him "It's ok, if you want we can leave now, it's getting late" He stood up and offered me his hand.

"C'mon then"

I gladly took his hand and hopped off my chair walking off with him.

The next day

Troy's pov:

I woke up with Valerie in my arms. I smiled down at her and kissed her head. I liked her a lot, but I know she didn't feel the same about me as the way she was acting. She stirred but didn't awake, she was so cute. I smiled to myself as I got out of my bed. Getting in the shower and putting some clothes on she was still asleep. I went to get the newspaper in the store next door as I found something shocking on the head page. 'Gabriella Montez, a girl from America, went missing after killing her family' The girl on the picture looked just like Valerie, but she couldn't, right? Paying for the newspaper I walked back out and read the newspaper while walking back into my apartment. This girl wasn't Valerie, they said that the girl didn't leave the country where she killed her family.

As I walked into my apartment I saw Valerie sitting at the kitchen table drinking a cup of coffee, she must've just woken up. I smiled

"Hey, morning. I just got the newspaper"

And I threw the newspaper on the table in front of her. She looked up at me and smiled.

"I was wondering where you went"

Gabriella's pov:

Troy got himself a cup of coffee while I drank mine, he sat down in front of me and started reading the newspaper, the life in Italy is really different then in America. Then I saw the head page of the newspaper. 'Gabriella Montez, a girl from America, went missing after killing her family' I almost choked on my coffee but I couldn't let him know. He looked at me and put the newspaper down.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, just choked on my coffee" I smiled politely, he was so sweet and caring. "What are you doing today?"

"Oh, I've got to go to work in an hour so.. What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I guess I'll just walk around in the city here."

"Don't you have a job?"

"No, I just got here yesterday remember?" I giggled slightly.

"Oh, yes I remember"

He leaned back in his chair and smiled at me.

"I should get going then, I'll see you later?"

"Yes, but you don't have to go yet.."

I smiled "I have to go look for a job today"

"Okay then, I'll see you later. Or what if I come round yours after my work? What's the number of your apartment?"

"204, I'll see you later then" I smiled at him and then left. He was going to be a good friend of mine.