It was like I was in a dream world for the longest time. I loved her, and I knew she loved me back. And it was gone before I knew it.
My name is Troy Bolton. I live in Albuquerque, New Mexico. That girl I was just talking about was my girlfriend, Gabriella Montez. And why did it all end? I'll tell you.
It was a pretty normal day. Gabi and I were driving down to the park. She was part of her church choir, you see. But she was acting… different today. I wasn't sure why at the time. Oh well, I thought. She was supposed to be at the park for a certain time to rehearse and all. She didn't want me to be there with her, though. Why? I had no idea. But before she got out, she said, "Troy, I love you, and I always will." Then she kissed me like never before.
That night, I watched the news. But earlier, when I went to the concert, Gabi wasn't there. I waited all night. Nothing. I just assumed she chickened out. But she would've called me if she did, right? So back to the news. I was only watching it because there wasn't much else on. That's when I found out: Gabriella was missing. Gone. I called the Montez household. "She's gone, Troy." Ms. Montez said through tears. I was just about ready to cry myself. But that wouldn't help. I hadn't even said goodbye. Not that I knew or anything.
And so I tried to move on. But I was a wreck for about a week. And that's where the rest of my story starts. A week after Gabi was reported missing. And I'm willing to share.
a/n: Okay, not all of the chappys will be this short. It's just an intro, or a trailer if you will. If you enjoy it, tell me. I've had this idea planted in my head for a while. Well, keep on readin'!