Hey, all. It's been a while. But here I am. I just bought the new Aly & AJ CD "Insomniatic" and I really liked the songs! So I'm gonna write one-shots based on all of the songs. They're all going to be centered around Troy and Gabriella. First up, The Potential Break Up Song.

Disclaimer - I don't own HSM or any of the songs by Aly and AJ.

Title: The Potential Break Up Fic

Song: The Pontential Break Up Song

Pairing: Troy and Gabriella

Rating: K+

Enjoy!

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It took too long

It took too long

It took too long for you to call back

And normally I would just forget that

Except for the fact it was my birthday

My stupid birthday

It was four o'clock in the afternoon. December fourteenth. My birthday. And he hasn't called. Everyone else has called. Even Sharpay Evans! And I'm pretty sure she still hasn't completely forgiven me. What's weirder? Chad Danforth - his best friend - was the first to call. At seven in the morning.

Did he forget? How could he forget my birthday? His own girlfriend's birthday! And he forgot. What kind of boyfriend does that? The least he could've done was leave me a text message! The would insensitive, but at least it would be something!

I played along

I played along

I played along rolled right off my back

But obviously my armor was cracked

What kind of a boyfriend would forget that?

Who would forget that?

God, does that boy own a calender? If he does, it's probably under his bed. Which means he'll have to buy another one. Like that's going to happen. He'll go to the store, look around the aisles, forget what he's looking for and decide to buy candy. It's true what they say. Boys, can't live with them, can't live without them.

Maybe his phone's busted. But he could've used his cell phone. Maybe his cell's on low battery...or it fell under his bed, right next to the calender. But then he could've just come over, which I was hoping he would. Maybe his car's out of gas. But he could've used his dad's or someone else's. Or he could've walked over here. It's not that far.

Who am I kidding? He forgot.

The type of guy who doesn't see

What he has until she leaves

Don't let me go

'Cause without me you know you're lost

Wise up now or pay the cost

Soon you will know

I'm going to murder that boy when I see him! I still can't believe he forgot! Or did he just not care? Or both? I can't believe doesn't care! Why is he even going out with me if he doesn't even care? He probably didn't call because he got too caught up in playing basketball. He probably thinks a stupid orange ball is more important than me!

Oh yeah. I'm going to murder him.

You're not living 'til you're living

Living with me

You're not winnin' 'til you're winning

Winning me

You're not gettin' 'til you're gettin'

Getting to me

You're not living 'til you're living

Living for me

I can't wait to slap him that flawless face of his! If he thinks he can forget my sixteenth birthday and get away with it without a scratch, he is seriously mistaken! I can't wait until I see him walk into school with a black eye and a bruise in the shape of hand on his cheek. That'll show him.

I thought he really cared. I thought he'd be the first one to say happy birthday to me today. In fact, I pictured him climbing up my balcony with a birthday present early in the morning and sit down next to my bed, waiting for me to wake up. I imagined him singing happy birthday in my ear while I opened my present. But no. Instead, I don't even get a lousy phone call.

This is the potential break up song

Our album needs just one

Oh, baby please

Please tell me

Okay. Maybe it was an honest mistake. Maybe he had a lot going on today and he's stressed. I can understand that. His dad does put a little too much pressure on him sometimes. If that's the case, maybe I shouldn't be too hard on him. It's not completely his fault.

But if that's what happened, he still would've called me. He always calls me when he's stressed. I always help him feel better. He told me. So maybe that's not it.

We got along

We got along

We got along until you did that

Now all I want is just my stuff back

Do you get that?

Let me repeat that

I want my stuff back

His jacket's on the couch. Right next to me. That reminds me, if he really doesn't care then I want all my stuff that I left in his room. That is, if it's not all under his bed. I think I've made it pretty clear that everything that goes under there never comes back, right? Yeah.

He can have his stuff back, as well. I don't want anymore to do with him. And that jacket will be the first to go. He's lucky I'm willing to return it, instead of throwing it - along with everything else - in the trash. I'm not that insensitive. At least not yet.

You can send it in a box

I don't care just drop it off

I won't be home

'Cause without me you know you're lost

Minus you, I'm better off

Soon you will know

But if I want it all back, he's going to have to come over to deliver it, meaning I'll have to see him. Maybe he can just send it all to me. Drop it all on my doorstep and leave. But I still have to call him to let him know. God, break-ups are so complicated!

I wonder if anyone else has broken up with Troy Bolton before. I doubt it. But hey, that just makes me the first one. If he really is this careless, I won't be the only one. His looks can only get him so far. He's going to realize that soon. And I can't wait to see how he reacts.

You're not living 'til you're living

Living with me

You're not winnin' 'til you're winning

Winning me

You're not gettin' 'til you're gettin'

Getting to me

You're not living 'til you're living

Living for me

That boy needs me. I know he does. He's nothing without me. If it weren't for me, he'd still be stuck being the basketball boy, and just that. He doesn't realize how much I've helped him. And why? Because he doesn't care.

Would it have killed him to take a minute or two to pick up the phone and call me? He's my boyfriend! He could at least pretend he cares! He better have a good explanation or he's dead!

Riiing! Riiing! The phone. Should I answer it? Maybe I should just let it ring. If it is him, I don't think I'm in the mood to listen to any of his lame excuses.

You can try

You can try

You know I know it'd be a lie

Without me you're gonna die

So you better think clearly, clearly

Before you nearly, nearly

Mess up the situation that you're gonna miss dearly, dearly

C'mon

Fine! I'll answer it. But only because I want to see exactly what he has for an excuse before I push him under his bed.

"Hello?" I say.

"Hey Gabi!" he says cheerfully.

"Hey," I say bitterly. He doesn't seem to notice.

"I'm bored. Wanna hang out? That is, if you're not busy," he asks casually. I can't believe it! Still no 'Happy Birthday'! And he just called me because he's bored! He's so dead!

"Sure," I answer hesitantly. Again, he doesn't notice. This boy is more oblivious than I thought!

"Great! I'll be there in five minutes. See ya!" He hangs up before I can say anything else.

As soon as he shows up at that door, I'm ringing his neck! I think bitterly. He didn't even say 'I love you'! How could he do this to me?

I reluctantly get up to look at myself in the mirror. I can't let this go! I can't just let him off that easy and pretend like nothing happened! He forgot my birthday! In five minutes, I'm ending this.

You're not living 'til you're living

Living with me

You're not winnin' 'til you're winning

Winning me

You're not gettin' 'til you're gettin'

Getting to me

You're not living 'til you're living

Living for me

Ding Dong! He's here. Okay, Gabriella. you're going to open the door and tell him it's over. You just can't be with a guy who's that oblivious and insensitive! That's not the kind of boy I'm going to waste my time with.

I open the door to see him carrying some flowers. I smile slightly. Maybe he did remember.

"Hey," he says with a smile. He hands me the flowers and plants a light kiss on my cheek. Maybe I won't break up with him...just yet.

"So what's up?" I ask.

"Nothing," he replies. "I just figured since we both have nothing to do and there's nothing special going on today, we could go watch some movies at my house." He grins as my face instantly drops. Nothing special?

"Right," I whisper, trying not to let my disappointment and anger show. His grin widens and I force a small smile.

"So let's go. I've got a ton of movies we could watch." I'm still trying to keep a straight face as he leads me to his car. He really did forget! Okay, I've been saying that to myself all day, but I guess I just couldn't believe it - until now. What an inconsiderate jerk!

This is the potential break up song

Our album needs just one

Oh baby please

Please tell me

"We're here," he says gently, the softness of his voice still causing me to jump. We were silent the ride here, which is erratic. We're usually laughing and flirting whenever we're together.

I unbuckle my seatbelt and open the car door. I just can't believe how this sweet and caring guy could suddenly turn into such a thoughtless jerk.

"C'mon Gabi," he says. "Those movies are waiting for us!"

I roll my eyes and answer irritably, "I'm going!" He still doesn't notice a thing.

This is the potential make up song

Please just admit you're wrong

Which will it be?

Which will it be?

"Troy, I have to tell you something," I say as he opens the front door.

"Wait," he says, "hold that thought." He flicks the lights on and what should I find? Half of the East High student body screaming 'Happy Birthday!'. I take a step back and look at Troy.

"Happy birthday, Gabriella." He smiles and lightly presses his lips against mine. "I love you," he whispers in my ear.

"I love you too," I say softly as I throw my arms around his neck.

"Now," he says, pulling back slightly, "what was that you wanted to tell me?"

I smile and shake my head. "It's not important anymore." I give him one last kiss before going to greet my guests. Yes, I think I'll keep him for a little while longer.

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A/N: Okay, how was that? Good? Bad? I'm sorry if there are any mistakes. I don't have time to go over it. But if you want me to go over it, just tell me! And let me know if I should keep going, please!

xoxo

Mayara