A/N: New story here for you! I'm not used to writing like this, usually Troy is the bitch and Gabriella is the innocent one, but it's all switched around! Of course it wouldn't be a good story without it being Troyella, you know how I roll. The more reviews I get, the more I'll update. I'm really feeling this idea, I've been dying to write it all day.
Summary: He moved away years ago without so much as a word, leaving his best friend behind him broken. Three years later they show up at the same college, and while he's playing nice, her hearts full of ice. Will she eventually come around? Or will Troy be left hanging and holding onto what could've been if he would've stayed? Troyella!
Disclaimer: Zac Efron hides in my closet at night.
A young, boisterous fifteen year old Gabriella Montez was walking happily through the hallways of East High, the school that held all everything that had meant anything to her. Her coursework, always came first, but she was okay with that. She had worked hard ever since she could remember, and she knew it would pay off. She was just a sophmore, and yet she already knew that she was graduating with honors. She was a serious girl but she had a playful side too, which was why everyone loved her.
People flocked her like a celebrity. She always had a smile on her face, and that was put there because of one guy -her best friend, Troy Bolton. He was gorgeous, no doubt, she wouldn't deny that. Everyone knew that she was in love with him, even if she didn't admit it to herself, or anyone for that matter. Gabriella was a private person, and she didn't enjoy her personal life everywhere.
Squealing in delight as she walked up to her best friends, Taylor Mckessie, who was a small Africian American girl who was beautiful, her nice big brown lips pouted slightly, not because she did it purposely but because it was the way her lips naturaly rested on her face, and Sharpay Evans, an excentric blonde girl that was gorgeous yet, she was admirable, she didn't let people walk all over her.
"Gabs!" They both yelled, and she embraced her two best friends in a soft, tender hug. The girls had been tight ever since diaper days and she knew that they'd remain her best friends for life.
"Hey guys," She greeted them, before she walked over to her locker with them, Talyor and Sharpay were ridiculously fighting over, who should've been eliminated on 'American Idol', last night. Gabriella thought it was quite amusing to say the least.
"...You're crazy Evans! Elliot Yamin is totally going to stay! His voice is so rich and velvety, and just so downright sexy." She emphasized the word, liking the way it rolled off of her tongue.
Rolling her eyes at her friend, Sharpay huffed, giggling at her naive friend. "Oh please Taylor! We all know that Kelly Pickler is going to stay! Her voice is so strong, and country-fied. America would be downright retarded if they sent her home!"
Stiffling a giggle, Gabriella retreived her books and sighed. He hadn't been here yet and she was getting worried. Troy was usually here to giggle and make fun of Talyor and Sharpay's banters but he was no where in sight.
Looking down at her cellphone impatiently, she was hoping she'd get a text message from him saying he was studying in the library, with Chad, or that he was sick. Seeing the time of the day slapping her back in the face, and no call or text, Gabriella just about went ballistic. He never did this to her, he knew how much his safety meant to her. Was it April Fool's day or something?
"Gabs, are you okay?" Taylor asked, obviously catching onto the sour mood that her dear friend was in.
Gabriella shook her solemnly and sighed. "No, Tay, I'm not." She said sadly, and looked down, catching Sharpay's attention too.
"Aw, sweetie, what's wrong?" Sharpay crooned gently, even though she was the ice queen of East High, when it came to her friends, she was anything but mean, and she hated seeing them hurt.
"I just...it's just that Troy's not here yet guys, and I'm getting worried, if he was sick, with Chad, or studying or anything, he would text or call me. He know's what a worry wort I am!" She sighed desperately, running her hands through her hair nervously. She'd surely go ballistic by the end of the day if he didn't show up, or she didn't get an explanation.
Taylor, seeing the beauty's distress, smiled tenderly at her friend, she knew that even though Gabriella didn't see it, that she loved the boy. "Gabriella, we know you're worrying, but calm down, maybe Troy is sick or something. He probably is sleeping off the sickness, and didn't think to call you, you know how guys are."
Nodding in agreement, Sharpay threw a smile at her. "Especially Troy, he's a very forgetful guy, Gabs,"
Giggling slightly, as the familiar warm feeling of ease and relief washed over her, she looked at her friend. She sure was happy she had these group of girls to be close with. "You guys are amazing, you always know how to make me feel better, thanks!"
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Seconds dragged on to minutes, and minutes into hours. Troy Bolton still hadn't shown up, and Gabriella had given up hope. She knew that something was wrong if he didn't show up to school. Her phone hadn't vibrated once all day, and she missed his daily texts with him complaining about how boring Biology was.
"Miss Montez, I asked you a question." Mr. Lewis, her history teacher asked her, and she flushed crimson.
"Oh, I'm sorry Mr. Lewis, but um, can you repeat the question? Maybe?" She asked uncertainly, and shifted uncomfortable in her seat.
Sensing that she was in a bad mood, the teacher nodded, and smiled gently at her, hoping to reassure the whirlwind of emotions the young lady was obviously going through. "What was one of the causes that led the Great Depression out of the America's in the 1930's?"
Since they were just reviewing over things they had already learned, Gabriella nodded, and smiled. She knew this. She knew it. "The war." She said simply, normally she would've gone into detail, but she honestly wasn't in the mood.
"Excellent!" He told her before turning to the next question, and deciding to torture someone else.
Mr. Lewis was nice, a real nice young guy, who was kind of cute and nearly every single girl had a crush on him. He was charasmatic and charming, and could make anyone feel better immediately. She was grateful he was her history teacher, her last period of the day, at least she was in somewhat of a good mood.
Soon, the bell rang causing Gabriella to jump out of her seat and quickly grabbing her books, making her way to her locker. She had decided to go ove Troy's and see if he was feeling okay. She coudln't have her best guy friend sick and no able to get out of bed. Shoving the books into her locker, she was grateful she had no homework, normally she didn't mind it, but today was differnet.
"Yo, Gabriella!" Turning slightly, Gabriella smiled and shook her head at one of her very close friends, Jason. Besides Troy, Jason and her had always been really tight, and she admired that. Jason was smart, charming, caring and understanding.
"Hey Jay," She said and hugged him tightly before pulling away.
"How are you Gabs?" He asked, although from the look on her face, the young man knew that something was bothering her, and something told him that it was about a certain brown-haird blue-eyed guy.
"I'm just worried, you know how paranoid I get," She shrugged her shoulders slightly, closing her locker before she looked at Jason. From the look on his face, she knew that he knew that there was more to the story. She also knew that he wouldn't leave her be until she told him. "I'm just, I'm worried about Troy, he hasn't been here today, and I don't...I want to make sure he's alright, so I'm stopping by his house."
Nodding his head, he let a smirk play on the edges of his lips. "Your precious boyfriend can't be sick, can he?"
She rolled her eyes immediately, and slapped him playfully - although it was quite hard - across the chest and let a small giggle slip past her lips. "Please Jay, you know Troy is just a friend." She told him.
When he didn't answer for some reason, Gabriella smiled, kissing his cheek in a friendly way before, hugging him. "I'll see you Monday in school, I'm going to go over Troy's and see what's up with him."
She walked away from him, hoping that when she arrived at Troy's house that she'd be comforted by her best friend, so she could stop all of this 'pointless' worrying as Sharpay called it, and just hang out with Troy.
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Arriving at the Bolton's house Gabriella smiled, this was the one place besides school, that she really felt at home. She could come here and hang out with Troy, and his father and his mother, his cute little sister and his puppy Ralph. There was something so calming and comfortable about this place that made Gabriella squeal with glee whenever she saw it. She had literally spent every Saturday night here.
Walking up to the door, she knocked gently, and she noticed how the knock didn't just stop like she was used too, it echoed throughout the house, and she knew that only meant one thing. It was empty.
Refusing to believe her previous findings, she knocked again, hoping that it was just her ears messing with her, maybe she was tired and that's why she was so inlogical. The door made the same sound. Tears entered her eyes.
"Don't get depressed Gabriella, maybe their just rearranging their furniture, or they're redoing the floors or something." She tried to calm herself, and reached for the doorknob.
It was open.
Taking the chance and opening the door, she pushed it open and gasped. Her suspicions were proven true. It was empty. The lively, and comforting, cozy Bolton foyer and living room was now empty. All of the memories, pictures and art hanging on the walls was gone, and Gabriella felt apart of her heart go missing too.
Suddenly, she was very angry.
'The nerve of that guy!' No, she wasn't angry, she was pissed. Troy Bolton probably had weeks to tell her that he was moving, and he didn't even think to tell her?
"I hate you Troy Bolton! I fucking hate you!" She yelled flailing her arms around wildly as she kicked the ground.
Letting the tears cake her cheeks and cascade down her beautiful pink rosy cheeks, she realized something, something that she wasn't admitting all along. Broken, tearful and slightly wild, she whispered;
"But I love you, too Troy, so goddamn much and you left before I got the chance to say it to you."
Okay, I don't think that was too bad for a first chapter, don't ya think? Well anyways, I have the next chapter of TTATB, Infinite, Intertwining Lullabies, and Sombered to pieces started and I should be updating at least one tomorrow! Please check those out if you haven't yet!
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