Author's Note: This'll be a series of oneshot deaths. xP Each one is not related to the other unless otherwise stated. Depressing, I know, but I just have to write these. In this one Gabriella dies; I know it's written differently but I think it fits. Sorta. Kinda. Well. It fits in my twisted little brain. xD
Title: Death
Summary: A series of oneshots concering the deaths of High School Musical characters and their friends' reactions. Oneshot Uno up.
Disclaimer: I certainly do NOT own High School Musical or any of its contents.
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Oneshot: Uno: Until Now
Gabriella Montez looked over her shoulder, miserably watching affectionate actions between Troy Bolton and Isabel García. Her lighthearted, carefree curls made contrast with her depressing expression.
One year. One year as boyfriend and girlfriend. One year of true love.
And still he had broken up with her.
Now, in their junior year, he was with another new student. Another Hispanic beauty. Another musical diva. A replacement for Gabriella Montez.
She could find no flaw in herself, no reason why Troy Bolton would refuse to live any longer with her. She had worked so hard at looking her best for that night. She had wanted to look her best for him.
There was no need for faking smiles or laughs with Gabriella Montez. She had thoroughly enjoyed that night. She had felt as if every inch of her body was on fire. She had thought she was the most important person in the basketball star's life.
There was no need for faking shallow happiness when he had dropped the bomb.
When he had broken up with her.
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Gabriella Montez sighed, collapsing into a leather sofa. She could not find the strength to reach forward and click the buttons on the remote. She could not watch television like before with the hurt troubling her inside.
The alcoves of her mind were filled with grief.
She could not respond to her kind mother as she gently asked if she wanted anything. She found only one answer, but knew there would be no relieving reaction to it.
I want to be with Troy again.
Gabriella hated her life. Everything went wrong before Troy. Everything went wrong after Troy.
She needed him. She couldn't possibly live without him.
She had confessed her feelings to him that night, straight from her heart. She had told him that she could not even begin to imagine life without him.
But he had not been able to repeat it back to her.
And when she had inquired why he seemed so faraway, he had answered her.
He had found someone else.
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Gabriella Montez felt as if she was lying to herself.
How could she picture herself, a freaky math girl... with Troy Bolton, East High's heartthrob, a local celebrity?
How could she believe that they actually had a chance together?
One year gave her that idea.
Had Troy lied to her all those months?
Had every date been a big act?
Had he never really felt for her as she felt for him?
Similar wonderings hit her like bricks. A lone tear tumbled down her cheek. Her mother approached her but softened and retreated back to the kitchen after realizing that Gabriella was not quite over Troy yet.
But how could she be?
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Gabriella Montez pushed back her chair, refusing to eat dinner. Before her mother could question her, she had mumbled a "No, Mamí," slipped on shoes, and was out the front door, running down the sidewalk. She stumbled occasionally, but got up quickly so no one could reach her.
Her old, beat-up sneakers pounded the sidewalk. After a while, she slowed her pace and began to walk, dragging her toes on the road. This path was familiar; she had gone this way almost every day after school.
A large house with a basketball court stood out from the others. She jogged in its direction and stopped before the driveway. Gabriella could easily make out two figures on the court. One was Troy Bolton, the other Isabel García.
Her feet rooted to the spot, she could not help but watch the new couple shooting hoops together. Just as she had seen Jason do with Kelsi about a year ago, Troy was helping that girl hone her skills.
But he had never done that with Gabriella.
She could not help but watch as Troy congratulated Isabel warmly after she shot from the three-point line by herself. He hugged her around her waist, then leaned back the slightest bit and kissed her mouth. She could not help but watch as their tongues tangled together in one motion.
And Gabriella longed to have that feeling as well.
Her heart sank as she saw his lips move after they pulled away.
Her heart sank because Troy was whispering "I love you."
And Gabriella Montez could no longer bear to watch.
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Troy Bolton saw a teenager... a girl spread out across the road.
Was that her? Was that Gabriella Montez? Was she... dead?
Troy mumbled something to his girlfriend, causing the teenage couple to rush down the hill. Isabel screamed briefly at the sight of the slightly bloodied body.
It was Gabriella. It was her boyfriend's ex-girlfriend. Her features were barely visible, but those flowing curls and that subtly curved figure could belong to no one else.
Obviously Isabel had not hated Gabriella; she cared enough for her to burst into tears and sob into the white T-shirt of her boyfriend.
Troy held Gabriella's head in his hands, warm, salty tears of his own dripping down on her lifeless face.
She had never been more important to him until she was gone.
Until now.
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Author's Note: I'll accept criticism. Just review, please. :D