The Buildings of New York City
Disclaimer:
The story is based on a best-selling novel of a similar title, The Bridges of Madison County. The book is purely the author's, along with the whole High School Musical cast.
Prologue:
Uncle Ryan drove us home right after the funeral. It was a long and sad day for us because as we got nearer to our mansion, I could not help but think of our mother and all the memories we would always have of her.
I cannot forget the way she smiled, the way she laughed yet all of a sudden become bossy, bitchy and drive us totally nuts! Our mother was also a great actress; she would use all her skills so that I and my brother would do our homework, our chores, stuff like that…
Oh how I miss my mother…
And I know Broadway would miss one of its finest stars, Mrs. Sharpay Evans-Adams, along with our dad Roger, who is grieving with us in the backseat.
We got through the gate and up the driveway, as we entered our home, it did not feel the same; it felt cold and empty – as if we did not belong. Slowly I went up to my room as dad and uncle went to the parlor for a drink, my brothers, Preston and Peyton also went into their respective rooms since none of us was in the mood to talk.
The next day…
"Savannah?"
"Savannah wake up…" Preston shook his sister awake, he knew that she'd be up any time now, but she needed a bit more prodding.
"Savannah, c'mon we-" he was cut short by his older sister hitting him with her pillow. "What the heck?!" he yelled.
"What are you waking me up this early for?!" yelled a groggy Savannah. "It's like only 7 o'clock you creep!" she hissed.
"Dad wants us to clear off mom's stuff. You know, put the useless stuff in boxes and straight to the attic, he can't do it, he goes gaga everytime he tries…" Preston told her.
After a hurried breakfast, the two went up to the master's bedroom to sort their mother's things; Paul went off to comfort their grieving dad.
As Savannah went through her mother's drawers, she saw a partially hidden diary between her mother's undergarments and she immediately stashed it into her pocket promising to read it later.