Gabriella Montez, sat at her desk in a happy daze. Everything in her life was going great. She was starring in the school musical, with her awesome new boyfriend Troy Bolton, she had great friends, and she wasn't considered the "freaky math girl" She was interrupted from her daze, when a loud Ding! Signaled she had a new I.M.
Bballboy: Hey! R u excited for Ryan and Sharpay's party Friday?
This Is Love x3: Hey Troy. Im really excited. It should be fun.
Bballboy: Yeah... Well. I g2g. Dinner. Bye! Love you!
Bballboy signed off
Gabriella sighed a happy sigh. Troy said he loved her. She was about to slip back into her daze, when another Ding! Signaled another I.M. She expected to see Taylor or somebody else, but it was a screen name she didn't recognize.
I see you: Hello Gabriella
This Is Love x3: Who is this?
I see you: I don't know.
This Is Love x3: Please go away.
I see you: Don't you want to be my friend?
This Is Love: No!
I see you signed off
Gabriella sat, staring at the I.M. She had to admit, she was a little freaked out. Who was that? Was it Troy just fooling around? Just to make sure, she signed off her computer, and went into her kitchen. Once she was there, she took the phone off the charger, and looked to see if her mom was home. Her mom had to work a lot of hours, leaving Gabriella home alone until 8. Sometimes she got a little freaked out, and ended up calling Troy for comfort. She quickly dialed Troy's number, and sat on one of the squishy chairs in her living room. The phone rang a couple times, before Mr. Bolton answered.
"Hello?"
"Hi Mr. Bolton, its Gabriella. Can I talk to Troy please?"
"Actually Gabriella, he's eating dinner. Can I have him call you back?"
"Yes. Thanks."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Gabriella hit the end button. It couldn't have been Troy. He was eating dinner. Then who else could it be? Taylor? Sharpay? She was very confused. Checking the time, she saw that it was 6:30. Time for dinner. Walking back into the kitchen, she made herself a sandwich, and went back up tp her room.
Once Gabriella was in her room, she ate her sandwich, and finished up some homework. About a half an hour later, her cell phone rang. Expecting it was Troy, she jumped up from her desk, and picked up her cell phone from her bedside table. But it wasn't Troy. The big flashing screen, read "Blocked Number". She answered.
"Hello?"
"Hello Gabriella. How was your dinner?"
Gabriella froze. She dropped her phone.