TODAY was just like every other Saturday since three years ago. Twenty one year old, Troy Bolton would come to see his dad in prison. He walked through the prison doors and went down the hall. He saw his dad sitting in the chair and sat down and picked up the phone. He noticed that he had aged tremendously since being locked up.

"Hi dad," he said.

Jack Bolton looked up at him, "Hi son."

"So how are you?"

"I've been better," he said solemnly. "Look, I told you to come down here for a reason. I need you to do me a favor."

Troy looked at his dad suspiciously, "What is it?"

"Do you remember Gabriella Montez?" he whispered.

"The girl you kidnapped?"

"I didn't kidnap her, I just took her away for awhile. Anyway my trial is coming up soon and I need you to take her to the cottage. "

"What does she have to do with anything?"

"Because of her, I could get locked up for life," he said his voice starting to get louder. He lowered his voice again, "I need to get revenge son. I brought her back and she turned me in. I can't do anything from in here, so I'm asking you."

Troy looked at his dad incredulously, "Dad, I-"

"Do it for me," he said looking into his eyes.

Troy looked a him for a while before coming to an answer, "Ok."

"THAT looks so cute on you Tay," sixteen year old, Gabriella Montez said to her best friend.

"You think so?" Taylor Mckessie asked scrunching up her nose. "It doesn't look to dressy?"

"Taylor, Chad's taking you out on your one year anniversary. You're supposed to be dressy." She teased laughing when she was glared at. "Besides, no one in the restaurant will take their eyes off you in that dress. Especially Chad."

"Thank you. Now will you help me with my make up?" Gabriella helped Taylor finished getting ready until Chad rung the door bell thirty minutes later. Gabriella ran to go get it.

"Wow, you clean up nice," she said with a smile looking at him in his black suit and white button up shirt.

"Thanks," Chad said coming in.

"You're welcome. Tell Tay I said bye. Now don't you kids have too much fun," Gabriella smirked, getting her bag off the table and walking out of the house. She shivered when she felt the cool breeze in December and pulled her jacket to her. She cursed herself for leaving so late. Normally she wouldn't have cared but lately she felt like someone was watching her. She hurried her way down the street when she felt like someone was following her. She turned around but didn't see anything so continued walking. She made her way up her walkway and quickly unlocked the door. She shut the door as she made her way inside. She slowly made her way to the stairs. When she was right outside her door she heard a noise.

She looked both ways, "Hello? Is anyone here?"

When she received no answer she went inside her room. She slowly looked around when she felt a breeze. She turned towards her balcony and discovered it open. Her eyes went wide and she was about to run out of the room a glove came over her mouth. They put a cloth over her nose and it was starting to make her dizzy. She tried screaming and getting away but they had a tight grip on her. She started feeling lightheaded and collapsed into the person's arms. He checked her to make sure she was really knocked out before carrying her bridal style over to her bed. He went over to close the balcony door and took off his mask. He was none other than Troy Bolton. He went to stand back over her. He studied her face and noticed she had midnight curls, tan skin, a button nose, high cheek bones, and kissable lips.

He sighed, " I'm sorry." He bent back down to pick her up and bring her to his car. Once she was in the car he got in and started his long trip to his family's cottage.

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A/N: I decided to write a new story while I'm trying to come up with new chapters for Jealousy Rage. I'm sorry it's so short but let me know if I should continue or not. R&R!