1Disclaimer: We do not own hsm. But we wish we owned Zac Efron. But that's a story for another time...
Not Another Kind of Love Story
Troy was anxiously waiting for the first day of senior year. This was going to be the first day of his future. He was also excited to see Gaby again. After the country club, she went away to Bermuda for the rest of the summer. He put out his best reed and white shirt and jeans, Gaby's favorite. Tomorrow is going to be just as good as the day he first met Gaby.
"I am so corny," he thought to himself. Just then a knock came at his bedroom door. Troy's dad entered in his usual formal work clothes. An aura of excitement filled the room and Mr. Bolton glowed with the knowledge that a new year had begun.
"Let's hear that wildcat spirit!" he called out as he walked into the room.
"Are you ready for this year Troy? Senior year is a big time in a guy's life."
"Yea Dad. I'm ready. Sharpay actually helped me out with the scholarship last year. I'm planning on kicking back and hanging out with Gabriella. This is probably gonna be our last year together. She's going to end up going to some Ivy League college on an academic scholarship. You know that."
"Yea. She's a good girl, Troy. I'm really going to miss her when you two leave. Maybe even more than I'll miss you," he joked.
The next morning, Troy woke up bright and early, and drove his truck to Gaby's house to pick her up. As soon as she came out the door, Troy's heart skipped a beat. She looked stunning in her blue and purple sweater dress. But when she came into the car, she had a bracelet on he had never noticed. He brushed it off, thinking it was nothing.
"Hey baby!" Gaby said, and kissed him.
"Hey sweetie! Ready to go?"
"Yea! I can't wait!"
He grabbed her hand, kissed it, and they were off.
As they walked in the familiar front halls, Troy reached down to grab her soft, small hand. But just as the tips of their fingers touched, she started running toward her best friend Taylor. Troy brushed that off too as new year excitement. It didn't matter to him because he was sure he loved her and that she loved him back. He hoped...
He watched her squealing about Bermuda to Taylor when he was tackled from behind.
"Hey there Wildcat captain slash super-golfer slash super-singer dude. Where have you been all summer?" said Chad, Troy's all-time best friend.
"Oh, I'm not sure. Maybe at a dramatized country club working with my best friend uhh, what's his name? Chad something..."
"Alright, alright, well I better go say hello to Taylor. Not that I haven't seen her everyday for the past year or so." he sighed. "She's great though. Anyway...have you seen Zeke?"
"Probably slaving after Sharpay with some sort of super-fudge-triple-decker-something-or-other cake!" Troy laughed. "Well, we better go pull our girls apart. It looks like they're going to strangle each other."