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American high school; isn't all it's cracked up to be. I mean in the movies and books people fall in love with they're total opposites all the time. Some how this doesn't happen at east high; in the three years I been to the school it hasn't happened and I'm seriously wondering if it will ever happen. I mean I'm guessing it's never happened before because if it had then the jocks wouldn't rule the school and geeks like me wouldn't be at the top of the food chain.

If it had happened then I wouldn't be scared half to death of Troy Bolton the resident god of the school I probably wouldn't be on speaking terms with him but I wouldn't be scared for my life every time I went into the school.

Ok in actual truth I doubt he even knows who I am so I guess that I'm more scared of the fact that if he does for some reason find out who I am I might be in big trouble because from what I've heard his friends don't really like geeks and from what I've heard they would be ready to kill me if I even bumped into him… once.

So I'm living my life in constant fear on meeting him. Trust me every time he walks down the same hallway towards me I hide somewhere, anywhere. So far it's working and making my best friend Taylor crack into laugher every time.

Trust me its hard in Homeroom to hide when you sit at the front of the room and he sits right behind you. I've tried many times to become one with my chair and desk but somehow it isn't working.

Right now I'm hiding in my locker and at times like these I'm very thankful that I have a small build. Sure it was stuffy and cramped but it is so much better than being seen by Troy Bolton and have his friends think 'hey look a geek looked at him lets go kill her'.

I guess your wondering how I'm going to get out of the locker and let me tell you it amazes me more that not only can I get in I can also get out. Well you see I have this friend and her name is Taylor and she knows my locker code so volia that's the way I get out of my locker every morning or at anytime he is coming my way and I'm near it.

Let me tell it's really annoying when Taylor isn't there but hey that's what they invented mobile phones for and I seem to use my more for telling Taylor to get me out of my locker than for social purposes like the rest of the year.

"Taylor has he gone yet?" I whispered through my locker door

"No his standing here waiting for you to come out so that his friends can kill you, no what do you think; yes his gone. I doubt he knows that you even exist though he does sometime give your locker with a confused face"

"What no way" I was shocked does that mean he might of seen me get into it one day, how weird would that be?

"No I'm only kidding" Taylor laughed at me. "Now can you get out of there? People are giving me weird looks."

I giggled "well of cause they are your talking to know one, though you'd think that by now they be used to it since it happens every day and then I get out of the locker and they understand."

"You'd think, now get out of there." she ordered me, for someone as clever as she is she can be so dumb.

"Umm Tay I can't; remember, you have to open the door first" I reminded her

"Oh right" I heard her fumble around with the locker's lock and then I was looking out into the artificial light of the school hallway. I walked out and stood next to her.

"See," I motioned to all the people around us who turned around back to what ever they were doing before Taylor began talking to the air "They don't even care"

She rolled her brown eyes "No Gabriella they don't they just stare at me like I'm a mad woman till you get out of the locker EVERY day."

I looked at her worried; it had never occurred to me that maybe just maybe she didn't like the idea of people staring at her like a mad woman. I mean I'm used to it, it's been happening to me for years. But Taylor no I guess not "You're not annoyed at me for hiding in my locker every day?" I asked

"No but I think you really need to be told that I don't think that his friends would care if he looked at you for a second"

"I know but still…" I sighed

"Yeah I know it's just one of those things that make you Gabriella Montez" She laughed at me and turned to her locker.

"I guess your right."

Looking at my locker you'd think that I didn't take any classes but the truth was that I didn't put anything in there because it things went in there then I wouldn't; so I carry all my books around with me all the time. I'm sure; I wouldn't surprise you if I told you I had a bad back that likes hurting at really annoying times.

I closed the door to my locker and turned back to my friend. You could say that Taylor was pretty, beautiful even though that would depend a lot on your ideas of beauty. If you were into the blonde make-up made face then you'd say that she was really ugly because she isn't blonde she's a dark brunette and she doesn't wear make-up. In truth she isn't anything like what some people's idea of beauty was since a lot of the people who love the other look I described above would hate the fact that she is an African-American; so you guess right that means she has dark skin. To me I think it's beautiful but that could be because it reminds me about chocolate but as I said that could just be me.

"You ready for homeroom?" she asked me as I waited for her to get her stuff

"No not really but when am I ever. It's just another chance to be noticed" she closed her lockers door with a snap and smiled at me

"Yeah lets go before you start running the other way" we both burst out laughing, mainly because I tried to do that once.

Homeroom the place that people like Chad Danforth dreads, the place where If you forget your absentee note they would come after you and personally and I mean personally kill you or at lest torture you till you gave it to them.

Homeroom is the place that some people would call the life and works of Ms Darbus.

Ms Darbus is what most normal people call crazy and what most crazy people call normal. Because you see to the crazy people of the world they are a lot more accepting of the eccentric and I'll call her eccentric because that is what she is not Weird, odd and strange or off her knocker as Chad likes to say.

She is and I must say this; that I would end up being like her if I loved drama and if I had to put up with my year every day of the year; poor woman.

She does dress like a mad woman but to me that just means she is being true to her self. I mean if you look past her floral dresses and tie-dyed skirts I'm sure deep down she has some fashion sense. I'm sure that she doesn't really need the horn rimmed glasses. She's just using then to accent her look; or the frizzy hair for that matter. But not all of us are blessed with nice non frizzy hair.

"Welcome my dear thespians" she greeted us per normal "Welcome to the chapel of the arts, today we have some great news that will affect you all, whether or not you like it Mr. DanForth.

Maybe I should explain about Chad; he's what people call the class clown. Not to mention he looks the part with the frizzy (see another person with frizzy hair) Afro and tanned skin. Also it might be the fact that he is always clasping a basketball to his chest but that might just be me.

Did I mention that he is Troy Bolton's Best friend since who knows when? No, well he is so that means to me avoid at all costs other wise good bye Gabriella.

Though I'm sure Taylor wouldn't mind if we struck up a friendship but that could just be because she has this huge crush on him. Sure she tries to hide it and I'm sure that I'm the only one who has figured it out but still I am her best friend and all. Personally I would be disappointed in me if I didn't figure it out.

I zoned back in to what Ms. Darbus was saying "homeroom will lengthened and yes this is compulsory for everyone. It will be taking up your first period everyday for the rest of term. I'm sure you're all wondering why this is happening well the teachers have noticed that you don't really mix and talk with each all that much its very much stay with your own groups." Oh no what are they going to do to us "we hope that you will get to know other people outside your normal group and yes they wont bite you if you just go up and talk to them"

I looked over a Taylor and grinned; resisting the urge to burst into laughter I turned my attention back to our eccentric teacher.

"Its starts today as of now; I'm going to hand out a test to each of you which you must complete by the end of the period and hand back to me. This test will be the thing that determines who you will be partnered with for the rest of the term."

She turned her back to the class and grabbed some of the many papers off her desk. "Sharpay hand these out to everyone please?" she asked after thrusting them into Sharpay's perfectly manicured hands.

"Sure Ms. Darbus" oh what a suck up.

"Would you stop tapping me on the shoulder?" I turned around to yell at the person behind me who had for the past I don't know how long had been tapping me on the shoulder. Now sure that wouldn't annoy everyone but man it bugs me.

Of cause I had totally forgotten that THE Troy Bolton sat behind me so to find that I had shouted at the God of the school scared me more than I scared him.

To turn around with the intention to rip off the person's head only to find that it was the person that you spent most of your days trying to avoid was a very scary thing for me.

Though he looked scared and who could blame him. Taylor once told me that when I was angry at people for reason's like tapping me on the shoulder, my eyes blazed with anger and I became a monster. At the time I thought she was joking but no by the look on the poor boy's face I was that monster described by my best friend.

I went from sweet, innocent Gabriella to a force to run away and hid from.

"Err sorry but could I borrow a pencil" he said in a small voice.

I guess he hadn't noticed that I was mortified by the fact that I had just SHOUTED at HIM. Can I make this any clearer, I just SHOUTED at THE Troy Bolton.

I meekly nodded and turned around to look through my pencil case only to see that everyone in the class was gob smacked and who could blame them I mean come on it was ME.

Turning back around; I gave him the pencil as fast as I could. Maybe I could get away with not being killed if I tried my hardest not to talk to him now.

"Thanks" I nodded my head at him the turned around to face the front of the class my face flaming and me hoping I would live through the day.

"Gabi I can't believe you just did that" Taylor squealed through my locker door.

"Me either and stop talking about me I don't want anybody to know I'm in here." I said in a hushed tone

Once again I was hiding in my locker; it was lunch time and I was taking no chances of bumping into one of his friends.

"Oh come on Gabi do you really think they're going to kill you because you shouted at Troy."

"Taylor that is the stupidest question I have ever heard you ask. YES of cause I do. I wouldn't be in here pinning away for my lunch if I wasn't scared to death"

I heard her sigh "do you always have to be thinking about your stomach?"

"Err yes Tay this is me Gabriella Montez remember, girl who will run you over and kill you twice if stand between me and my food"

"How could I forget? Look how about I go to the cafeteria and get you something to eat?" man Taylor is the bestest friend in the whole world.

"Yes, yes, yes thank you Tay, you are the best friend ever. If I weren't in my locker hiding for my life I would give you big hug. Thank you so much" ok so what I was gushing; I like food. Sorry correction I love food.

I could almost see her shake her head as she said good bye. Her footsteps echoed in the hallway as she walked to the cafeteria.

My stomach started to growl in hunger, man Taylor better hurry up or else.

Soon footsteps were echoing through the hallway again and I started to get excited Taylor was coming back. Sadly just as I was about to shout out hurry up the owner of the footsteps spoke and it wasn't Taylor no it was the very person I had been avoiding.

"Gabriella are you here?" He called out to what I would think be an empty hallway. How did he know I was here?

Don't growl stomach; you got me.

"Look I know you're here Taylor told me so. Though she didn't tell me where." He sounded slightly annoyed and confused though I would be if I was in his position; Talking to no one and all that.

Suddenly a noise started, I could feel what ever it was shaking the lockers and then It hit me Troy was…

"ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!" he just whacked my locker. "What the hell was that?" I screamed at him through my locker door. All thoughts about how I wanted to avoid him; slipping through my mind.

"What do you mean, I had to find you and that was the only way of doing it." He screamed back at me.

"Well why do you want me?" if any one saw this it would be so funny; of cause this only occurred to me after we had finished our shouting match. You know the whole 'Troy Bolton shouting at a locker only to have the locker shout back at him'. It would have cracked me up if I saw it.

"Well sorry I just wanted to give you back the pencil" he responded

"Ok then; give it to me." I said in a normal tone

"Fine"

There was some rattling at the locker but in no way was the pencil going to fit in between the tiny lines in locker door.

"Look your going to have to come out of there." He said annoyed well at lest I thought he sounded annoyed but that could just be me.

"Well if you haven't realized I can't get out." My voice was starting to rise again. What is it with these jocks don't they know anything

"Then give me your locker code." His voice was getting louder again

"No, I don't want to give it to someone I don't know" I Yelled at him outraged. I mean come on, his friends could do something to it and bam I'm dead before you know it.

"Well then I guess I'm keeping this pencil"

"Fine"

I heard him walk away down the hallway. Then to my utter confusion I heard footsteps walking towards me and then my locker door opened and I was facing me best friend and her hands full of food.

I grab it and started to stuff my mouth.

"Thanks" I said through my mouthful of food.

"What are you doing?" She asked

"huh?" What did she mean, hello I'm eating what does it look like.

"Yes I know your eating but you just shouted at troy Bolton for the second time today. What has gotten into you?"

I stepped out of my locker and closed the door. "In truth I have no idea." I explained

"Well you better get an idea because I'm hungry and I'm going back to the cafeteria. Whether you like it or not"

"But Tay."

"No buts I'm hungry" She turned her back on me and walked back down the hall.

I turned around and closed my locker door. As I was looking down I saw something that I didn't think I would see. I smiled.

It was my pencil.

Ok guys i think that this makes a nice one-shot but if you think that this would also make a nice story i'll start writing it.

By the way if your reading family secrets i'm taking a break from it and maybe even deleting from fanfiction. I'm thinking of re-writing it.

Please review... Steph