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You can take Subject A, divide it by 2, which creates Subjects 2 and 3. Then add Subject 4 to Suject 2.

So maths is like cheating.

"Guess who..." the voice carried off into her ear,

The brunette giggled, "James Franco?"

"No, guess again."

Mentally rolling her eyes, "Will?"

"Yes!" he removed his hands from over her eyes and turned her around by the shoulders. She fake smiled up at him, slightly wincing from her sore shoulders that he was gripping with a tight hold. "Hey, baby." he leant down and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"And hello to you, too." Spinning around and opening her locker, she pulled out her books.

"So- I was thinking, this weekend..." he moved his right hand to trail down her arm. She stopped getting her stuff slowly and registered what he was hinting at.

No, no, no. She wasn't ready for that. She wasn't ready to have sex. And it didn't help her pride when he kept bringing it up as though it was a casual thing for them to do. Looking up at him, she creased her forehead, "I can't,"

Will frowned, "Oh... why not?"

Gabriella's eyed widened, "Umm.. I'm supposed to be heading down to Connecticut with my mom," she paused, thinking off the top of her mind. "- to visit... family." She mentally kicked herself, she didn't even have any family anywhere near Connecticut.

He nodded, his green eyes seeming less interested then they were before. "Uhh, right. Listen, I gotta go. Okay, see you later?" he didn't give her time to answer before he walked off, bumping fists with another member of the Football team.

She sighed, slamming her locker shut with a bang. Gritting her teeth together. He always did this. Whenever they'd talk about sex, as soon as she'd say she wasn't ready or couldn't, he wouldn't show her his emotions and went off into an isolated strop.

A sharp fingernail tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around, yet again, to come face-to-face with her best friend. "Oh, Shar, just the person I needed to see."

The blonde smiled, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, "Gabi-Gabi, what is wrong?"

Gabriella gently giggled, "Oh, umm, Will's gone off into another hissy-fit."

"Why? What happened this time?" she raised an eyebrow, they walked into Homeroom and took their assigned seats with Gabriella sat at the desk across from her.

"We had the conversation again, last night. And then this morning he was all 'Oh, well maybe this weekend, we should... yada-yada-yada.' I mean, God, how hard is it to understand, I'm not ready." She whispered the last part of her sentence, not wanting the rest of their Homeroom class to hear.

Sharpay chuckled, "He'll get over it. I mean, he has a palm."

Gabriella frowned, a disgusted look on her face, "Oh geez, Shar,"

The blonde shrugged, a grin on her lips.

Mrs Darbus walked into the classroom, holding her morning cup of tea as-per-usual. She half-smiled at the students before taking a seat in her thrown-like chair above the little decorated stage, "Alright, now today, we will-"

The door swung open again and Will came bouncing through. Sharpay giggled at his actions for some reason but Gabriella just rolled her eyes. Typical, he didn't even care. "Mr Sean, I recommend that-" she got cut off by the Basketball Captain nearly collapsing in the doorway.

Troy breathed, "So sorry, Mrs D. My dad was stuck in traffic." She nodded at his apology, ushering him off to his seat.

"And you, Mr Sean, your valuable excuse?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest impatientely.

Gabriella smiled at Troy as he passed by to sit behind her, he smiled back. Sharpay turned in his direction and winked in her boyfriend's sight. Troy chuckled, slouching in his seat and quickly checking his mobile for any message of Chad, who was at the head of the class. He didn't have any.

The blonde turned back around looked at Will, who was still trying to explain himself to Mrs Darbus. "Umm... pot?"

"You smoke pot?" she raised an eyebrow curiously. Gabriella sighed, great, she was dating a druggie. Shrugging off his absent attitude, the older woman told him, "Detention, straight after school."

The end of the day passed by quickly, much to Gabriella's relief. She exited her last classroom and headed towards the rooftop.

Only she knew about, having found the door one day after school while she waited for her mother to come and pick her up.

She walked up the stairs, making sure that the door was shut behind her. There it was, the bench. She always sat down on that bench whenever she didn't feel like herself.

Sitting herself down, she pulled her mobile out of her jeans pocket, and switched it on.

Checking her messages, she read one of her mother, "Can't come 2 pick u up tonight, going away 4 a week. Sorry, xx"

Gabriella sighed, fantastic; her mom was leaving on yet another business trip, leaving her alone.

Picking her bag up, she headed back down the stairs, slamming the door behind her. She remembered that Will had detention, why not pay him a visit while she figured out a way of getting home...

Pushing the doors to the auditorium open, she glanced upon the stage. Where was everyone?

She spotted Kelsi walking to her piano, picking up a sheet of music before beginning to walk away, "Kels!"

The small auburn haired girl smiled at her, "Gabi, hey."

"Hey, uhh, have you seen Will?"

Kelsi bit her bottom lip, thinking, "I think he's backstage with Sharpay." she shrugged, obviously unsure of her answer.

Gabriella nodded, "Thanks, Kels."

She smiled back, walking of the stage and to the other side of the tall red curtain. Gabriella walked up the short steps to the dark stage and slightly moved the curtain.

She stopped in her tracks, well, she'd found him;

His tongue shoved down Sharpay's throat.

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-Jess, xx.