A/N: Hi everybody. This is my first fanfic, so please, please, please review! If you hate it, tell me, but just give any ideas for improvement! I know this chapter is kind of short, but the next ones will be longer, this is just the introduction.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but this plot

Gabriella Montez stared out her window as a few tears ran down her face and splattered as they hit her hands. She was still trying to comprehend what she had found out, even though it had happened a week ago. It just didn't seem possible, or fair for that matter. She was too young, something seemed wrong.

She had been moping around since she found out. She hadn't left her room for the past week, excluding meals and bathroom trips. She had received numerous calls from Troy and Taylor. Chad had called once or twice too, and even Sharpay had tried to find out where she had been all week. She had ordered her mom not to tell them anything, and even stood by the phone while her mom just told them that she didn't know when Gabriella would be back in school.

Her mom had tried convincing Gabriella to at least talk to them for a few minutes. She didn't have to tell them anything yet, but saying something would at least make her feel better. Gabriella didn't want to talk to anybody though, it would be too hard.

"Gabriella?"

Gabriella jumped a little at the sound of a voice and turned around to see Troy standing in the doorway. She wiped at her eyes, trying to hide her signs of crying, but her attempts were useless.

"Your mom let me up," he said quietly. She didn't answer, and instead just turned around and gazed out the window again.

"Gabriella...please...tell me what's wrong, maybe I can help," he said softly as he walked a little closer to her.

Still glaring out the window, she shook her head and sobbed a little. "You can't," she whispered.

He didn't answer. He didn't really know what to say or do, he didn't even have a clue what was wrong, but he wasn't going to force it out of her. That wouldn't help at all.

He quietly sat next to her on the window seat and wiped away a few of her tears with his thumb. She turned around so she was directly facing him, but she couldn't look into his eyes.

"It was just supposed to be a check up," she whispered. "But then something was wrong, and I had to go to a specialist." she stopped to take a few deep breaths.

"Troy..." she started, but stopped to wipe more tears from her eyes, she couldn't tell him. Telling him would just make it feel more definite.

"Six months," she said with a sob.

"Six months for what, Gabriella?" he asked quietly.

She shook her head and wiped her eyes, as if trying to forget. "To live," she whispered so quietly it was barely audible.

"W..What?" he asked, trying to take in what he had just heard. "Are you sure?"

She wiped her eyes with a tissue and slowly nodded. Troy was shocked, he didn't know what to do, so he did the only thing he could think of, and he hugged her. Gabriella sobbed into his chest, her tears soaking his shirt as he slowly rubbed her back.

His head was bursting with questions. What exactly did she have? Was it cancer? It had to be cancer. Wasn't there treatment? A cure? Anything at all?

It didn't seem fair. Gabriella was too young to die. Why her? Of all the people in the world, why her, when she had never done a single thing to hurt anybody?

He sat quietly as she cried, thinking everything over. Something had to be wrong. Didn't doctors make mistakes all the time? Maybe she had been diagnosed with the wrong thing. She was perfectly healthy, something had to be off.

"I don't want to die, Troy," she whispered, "I don't want to die."

A/N: Raview! I'll post the next chpter after I get some reviews.