Basically, I see a couple of Trikki fanfics, but I don't see any Alabriella, so I decided to make one.
Summary: Remember your first crush, I do, he was sweet, and he loved his family. Remember your first love, I do, and I'm currently dating him. What happens when your first crush comes to see you, and old flames rekindle, what about your love. What happens when Alan Tracy crosses paths with Troy Bolton, my Wildcat and my Thunderbird. I remember my island, do you? (Set in 2007)
My Island
Alan's POV
Her hair was amazing, and I loved her leadership skills, I just wish she didn't have to leave. I didn't get to tell her that I love her. "What you th-th-thinking about Alan?" my best friend Fermat asked. "Nothing," I said lying through my teeth, beacause if I tell him I know my brothers will find out and then they'll think I'm going soft on them. "I know what he's thinking about," my brother Scott said. "What?" Virgil asked. "Tin Tin," he answered. "Oh, you love her," Gordon said. "NO," I yelled, "I don't love her, I don't like her, I'm actually happy she's gone." "You know, your a horrible liar," Virgil said. I walked off with anger and walked into someone. "Sorry Lady P," I said helping her up, "I have a lot on my mind." "Is it about Tin Tin?" she asked. "Why does everyone think that?" I asked. "Everyone can see you have feelings for her," she said. "No, I don't," I said. "Alan, you're 16, the truth won't hide forever," she said, "I have her adress, incase you want it." I started walking leaving her alone, then I turned back. "Do you by chance, um, have the adress with you, just incase I mean," I stuttered. "Right here," she said grabbing it out of her purse. "Do you think I can have it?" I asked. "Sure Alan," she said handing me a piece of paper. "Thanks," I said walking off to my room.
Her adress, I have her adress. I have to see her, I just hope she remembers me, well it's been two years. I rush down stairs, and grab Fermat. "Fermat, I have to talk to you," I said tking him to my room. "Okay, ta-ta-talk," he stuttered. "I have Tin Tin's adress, and I was wondering if you would like to come with me on a secret trip to see her?" I asked. "I don't th-thi-think so Alan," he said. "Please, we haven't seen her in two years, we have to," I pleaded. "On one condition, you have to fi-fi-finally tell her you li-li-like her," he said. "Deal," I said without thinking. "We're going now," I said. "What," he said. "Yeah, we have to go now, I think Lady P knowa what I'm gonna do and she can cover for us," I said. "Okay, just let me pa-pa-pa-pack," he said running to his room. Packing, I forgot about packing. I quickly grab a suitcase and pack a bunch of things, toothbrush, toothpaste, shirts, pants, boxers, hair gel, and shoes. Fermat walks in, "I'm done, and by the way, what are we going to dr-dr-drive there with?" he asked. "Well, your Dad is working on a new invention. you know that thing that can turn invisible when you press that button, it's a ship and it can shap- shift into any vehicle, I was thinking we can take that," I said. "Alan, that's still a prototype," he complained. "Come on, we need it, I need it," I begged. "Okay," he said. I followed him to the lab. "Okay Alan, I have to figure out the code to unlock it," he said typing things on the lock pad. "Got it," he said giving me a high five. We sat in the ship and turned it on, "Thunderbirds are go," I said as we took off. "We're going to Albequerque," I said looking back at Tracy Island.
Gabriella's POV
"I love you Gabriella," Troy Bolton said. "I, I love you too," I said back, because that's how I really feel. He kissed me on the lips, and I deepened it. "No one can come between us," he said, "no cheerleader or Sharpay." I nodded and kissed him again. "Troy, I"m just letting you know, this is the best day of my life," I said. "It's mine too Gabriella, mine too," he said holding me close. So, I know we're a little young to feel this feeling, but we do, but 16 is not that young. Troy looked at his watch, "it's 3:30, wanna go to the mall?" "Yeah," I replied. We got up and made our way to his car.
