Story Thought of: November 1, 2009 ( 12:53AM)
Title: You'll Always Find Your Way Back Home
Author: Jessica L. Ayers
Disclaimer: As per always, I don't own anything related to HSM or the songs I add in here, unless I say otherwise.
Claimer: I only own my ideas, the plot and characters you don't recognize. I also own the middle names of all the HSM characters. I also own the nicknames (minus Gabi's nickname for Troy, Wildcat)! :D
Rating: Um, T to be safe for the language and I don't know yet if there will be any M scenes. I'll let you all know. :D
Feedback: Very much appreciated.
Characters: The normal!
Pairings: You'll just have to wait and see, but then again you all know me! ;)
Full Summary: Two girls from East High and the class of 2008 unknowingly go to the same college, both ending up having to room together with their high school enemy. Five years, later, these girls are closer than ever, especially when they have to relive the past of ex-boyfriends, ex-friends, and their ex-school, who's drama department is in dire need of their help. Follow these two starlets on a journey of sister-ship, love, hate, and most of as they find their way back home, knowing that "You'll Always Find Your Way Back Home" was true whether they wanted to except it or not. So when being thrust into past memories, off all genres, what will the girls do and most importantly will they find love with their old high school flames?
Chapter started: November 1, 2009!!!
Chapter finished: November 24, 2009.
Author's Note: Well, here's a new story, I just couldn't get out of my head. Plus it gives me some more inspiration and to tell you the truth I needed to type something new with different situations. Wrap my head, thoughts, and heart around something completely new! I'm sure all you fellow writers now what I'm talking about, right? I hope you guys like this spur of the moment idea I couldn't get out of my head. Please R&R! Thanks! All my love, always, XOXO.
By the way, for those of you interested, only 23 days till New Moon. Yeah baby!
Toodles!
P.S. So I'm thinking of making this a really short one with a minimum of 5 chappies to a maximum of 14 chappies. Okay?
=You'll Always Find Your Way Back Home=
-Chapter 1: Super Girls-
I'm super cool
Super hot
Livin' like a rockstar
You think I'm super
You think I'm super
On the cover of your magazine
Wherever I go they make a scene
I'm super super
I'm super duper
So you wanna be just like
So you wanna be just like
Think you wanna be just like me
Everybody's watchin' me
It's never as easy as it seems
To be super super
(to be super super girl)
--Hannah Montana, "Super Girl"
High School at East High School in Albuquerque, New Mexico, for the young seventeen year old Filipina was not luck, as was summer.
Back in April, she had finally got that letter in the mail, the one that told her that she would be able to attend her dream college in "her" California.
So, here she was walking into the one of many dorm buildings that belonged to the University of California-Los Angeles or UCLA as it was come to be known as. And finally after walking up two floors, she found her dorm room number, number 14, and boy did that number bring back memories, but she just shook her head, erasing those thoughts from her mind and making a promise to forget about all of those bittersweet memories that brought tears to her eyes every time.
Taking a deep breath to brace herself, she plastered a fake smile on her face and opened up the door, noticing that her roommate, who's back was turned to her, had already taken the left side of the dorm, which was fine by her, and was already unpacking while jamming out to her…bejeweled pink iPhone that sat on a hot pink iHome.
No, it couldn't be, she thought with a shrug of her shoulders before she went about her business and started to unpack on the right side to turn around and smiled knowing that she might like this girl as one of her favorite songs, She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5 from her favorite chick flick movie, The Notebook, came blasting through the speakers.
And unknowingly both girls began to sing together, both on key and in perfect harmony and taking a minute each to listen to each other's beautiful voices, they quickly turned their heads, brown eyes on brown eyes that both went wide as they both let out shocked gasps.
"Gabriella?! Gabriella Montez?!" the one with the hot pink iHome exclaimed.
"Sharpay?! Sharpay Evans?!" the Filipina, Gabriella (Marie) Montez, exclaimed in the same shocked tone.
"Oh. My. God." They said together, their eyes still wide and their mouths still agape before they asked, "What are you doing here?!"
"Same as you," Gabriella shot back.
"Oh God no, please no, dear Lord," Sharpay muttered.
"Hey! Don't think I'm pleased with this either," Gabriella told her.
"Well, you should be pleased with this because it's me," Sharpay told her.
"Ha, you're the reason I'm not please with this," Gabriella shot back at her in disgust…
(Five Years Later)
"Why, are you not pleased with this, because of me?" the blonde asked her best friend.
Her best friend just giggled before pulling her into a hug and saying, "No, hon. Never. You know I love you, you're my best friend."
"Aw, I love you, you know that?" the blonde asked as she hugged her "sister" back.
"I know and you have to know I love you too, right?"
"Sure do," the blonde replied before they pulled back. "So, why are you not pleased with this?"
"Because what if they put me in some trashy outfit or worse, swimwear," her best friend asked her.
"Hon, you've got to face it, we've both been in things that are trashy and worse than trashy and I'm not referring to ugly being worse than trashy," the blonde told her with a soft smile.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," her best friend replied with a soft sigh.
"Aren't I always?" Sharpay joked to the Filipina before they both burst out into laughter before she stopped laughing and asked, just realizing something, "Did you ever realize that we have this same conversation over and over again when we pose for this magazine, SI, and VS?"
"Yeah," Gabriella said with a smile that matched Sharpay's as they stared at each other before they burst out into giggles again.
"Hey girls, so, are you ready to see the outfit you'll each be wearing?" The Maxim magazine designer, Mary Anne, asked the world's hottest bachelorettes, twenty-five year old, Sharpay Anne Evans, and twenty-four year old, Gabriella Marie Montez, who both were known for their extraordinary acting, singing, and (most of all) modeling careers and skills along with charity work and traveling over seas to the Middle East, Africa, and Europe, to thank the soldiers every other month with a new show and other singers with them.
"Of course," the girls said together, their arms looped with a custom made pink and silver Louis Vuitton (LV) tote on Sharpay's arm while a white with multi-colored monogram one sat on Gabriella's arm.
"Great, then follow me, please," Mary Anne told them, acting all professional even though she really knew them because they were always here with the same spot in the Hot 100 List for the magazine. So, with a smile, she dropped the professional act and asked, "So, how are my two favorite girls?"
Gabriella and Sharpay smiled before they answered together, "Good."
"That's great. So, did you girls go to your high school's five year reunion last weekend?" Mary Anne asked them as they walked into a room.
"Nope," they answered together.
"What? It thought you girls were gonna go," Mary Anne replied.
"We decided against it," Sharpay explained as if it was the simplest thing in the world.
"May I ask why?"
"Because we haven't been back to East High or Albuquerque, New Mexico, for five years, we aren't about to start now," Sharpay told her.
"Did you girls have a bad high school experience?"
"Um, not really except for us hating each other without knowing each other which now that we look at it, it is terribly upsetting," Sharpay told her and Gabriella nodded her head in agreement.
"Really, high school enemies turned best friends and Hollywood successes together, now that's something you don't hear about everyday," Mary Anne told them as they entered the final room which held their wardrobe.
"We know right?" Sharpay told Mary Anne before she turned to Gabriella, noticing she was being a little too quiet for her liking, "Brie-Ella, you okay, Hon?"
"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine," Gabriella said, snapping out of her thoughts.
"Gabriella," Sharpay warned her in a stern yet gentle caring tone.
Gabriella just sighed and said, "I was just…"
"Thinking about him again?" Sharpay asked gently.
"Yeah," Gabriella replied with tears in her eyes.
"Aw, honey, come here. Shh," Sharpay cooed as she took the crying celebrity into her arms and rubbed her back, making Mary Anne smile at the strong aura that surrounded them.
Wish you could see I'm like everybody else
struggling to let go and always be myself
TBC…
Well, there you have it, the first chapter, even though it's short, but then again it's only the opening. Okay, so I know I left you all hanging about what happened to make them become best friends and who he was (even though I know you all have a good idea *hint, hint, wink, wink*), but you'll soon find out as the story progresses. I hope you all liked this and I hope this is a somewhat success when I post it in the New Year. Happy 2009 Thanksgiving!
Toodles,
Jessica.
"Friendship is one mind in two bodies. Unknown friends are the siblings God never gave us."
– Menus.
