Hey all! It's that time again - new story time! lol. Okay i promise to be a good girl and ACTUALLY UPDATE this one. i suck at updating -_-
But its gonna be better this time i promise! Although I am going on vacation for a few days in California (WOOT!) but i'll probably still be writing there.
Anyways, this story came to me on a whim. Hope you like!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything. Except the words I write.


"So, any plans for the weekend?"

She sits there innocently, twirling a lock of hair around her finger with one hand and scribbling something down on a piece of paper with the other. She probably doesn't have any idea how beautiful she looks sitting there, doing her math homework peacefully with the sounds and scenery of the library surrounding her.

"Not really. Probably nothing."

She giggles but doesn't reply till she finishes copying down the equation.

"We really need to work on your social life Troy Bolton."

My heart soars at the sound of her voice uttering my name. A curl falls out from behind her ears and lands over her eyes and I have to hold my hand back from brushing it out of her face. She ends up doing it herself and I sigh unhappily, wishing I could've done it myself.

"I just…I'd rather do nothing then do something I don't like."

She frowns but still doesn't look up from her textbook. Her hand flies across the page as her eyes scan it for some various piece of information. The bracelet I gave her last summer jingles as her hand moves.

"Why don't you just hang out with Sasha?"

I look down and focus on my fingers, picking at the sensitive skin by the cuticles.

"Um yeah…Sasha and I broke up on Wednesday."

She finally looks up and her copper eyes meet mine. They're cloudy and I can't seem to read them.

"What the fuck Troy!" she whispers viciously yet quietly, trying not to catch the attention of anyone else in the library. "I'm your fucking best friend and I find out two days later! I bet you ten bucks the entire school knew the second after it happened and I find out like this."

I wince. She's probably right. Word travels fast at East High.

I don't say anything but I just stare. She's hurt. After glaring at me for a few seconds more, she decides I'm not worth her attention anymore and continues working peacefully on her Calculus homework.

"Gabriella," I whisper. "I'm sorry. I just…I didn't know how to tell you. I didn't want you to worry about me. It's no big deal really."

She looks up again. Her eyes are calmer now and she doesn't seem as angry.

"Why did you guys break up?"

I search her face. Sometimes when we're bored at home, watching a movie or playing a game or something, I'll just stare at her face. I make sure she doesn't notice, of course, and I just stare. I've got every inch of it memorized.

"Troy, just tell me. Why did you guys break up?" she repeats.

Because I love you.

"Because she cheated." I lie.

Her expression changes now. She's sympathetic and heartbroken.

"I'm so sorry hun." She lays her hand comfortingly on my shoulder and I shiver slightly but I'd never let her see.

I love when she calls me 'hun'. Sometimes I pretend the nickname is reserved for me only but then I watch her call Chad 'hun' and Zeke 'hun' and I realize that its as common as calling someone by their name for her. I still love it.

"It's fine really," I shake her hand off, pretending to be all manly, but really all I want is for her to put it back on my shoulder.

"If it makes you feel better, I never liked her." She smirks and holds back a giggle.

I grin. "Yeah, that makes me feel so much better Gabs." I reply sarcastically.

She swats at my shoulder flirtatiously and I beam. "Well I didn't. She was too snobby. And you could tell she hated me." She scrunches her nose like a little girl and at that moment, I want nothing more but to kiss her.

"Well that's her problem." I state. "How about we go out, I want to get her off my mind."

"Why don't you go to Jason's party?" She asks, returning to her math homework.

"Gee, I don't know. Maybe cause I just got my heart broken and I want the support and comfort of my best friend?" My voice drips with sarcasm.

She chuckles. "Oh, I see the drama queen has entered the building."

I smile. She smiles.

"Hold on, lemme return this book and we can head to my house and watch a movie. What do you say?"

She closes her books and sets her pens and highlighters neatly into her bag.

"That sounds absolutely perfect."


Ta-da! lol. I already have part of the second chapter written and will either post it later today or early tomorrow. So review! That pretty little green button is calling your name!

~Izzy