OK so, this is my first HSM fanfic so….. Please review and give me some tips! ON W/ THE STORY! I don't own anything related to High School Musical.
Chapter 1: Goodnight
Gabriella Montez lay awake in her bed at 11:22 P.M. For some reason, she couldn't sleep. She was thinking about something. About someone. Someone named Troy Bolten.
"Urgh!" she sighed as she turned over on her stomach and pulled her pillow over her head.
"I wonder if he's up." She asked herself. "Should I call him?"
On the other side of the street, Troy Bolten lay awake, also thinking. But about Gabriella.
"Should I call her?" He was also asking himself. Just then, as if the answer to his question, his phone rang "Breaking Free". Gabriella and he had recorded themselves singing it, and he set it as her ring tone for his phone.
"Yes!" he thought inwardly.
"Hello?" He answered the phone.
"Hey, I'm so glad you're up! I can't sleep."
"Neither can I. Why can't you?"
"Just thinking."
"About…?"
"I don't really know," She lied. She did know. "How about you?"
"I don't really know either."
"You know what?"
"What?"
"I think I just needed to hear your voice. I'm suddenly tired," Gabriella said as she felt her eyelids droop.
"Yeah. So am I!" He exclaimed. "Gabi, you're a miracle worker!"
Thank you, thank you! Hold you're applause!" She joked.
"Ha, ha, very funny!" He said back.
"Troy?"
"Yeah?"
"Uh… never mind…I'll tell you… you know what… never mind."
"No! Now I wanna know!"
"No you don't. Uh, I gotta go, I hear my mom," She lied again.
"Okay Gabi, bye. I-"
But then Troy realized what he was about to say, and hung up the phone.
Gabi was thankful for his quick hang up. She was about to tell him how she really felt about him, but thankfully, stopped herself.
And what about that "I" that he had said before hanging up? Was he going to say, "I love you"? Oh, how she secretly wished it was true. She always loved his smooth, calming voice. Just thinking about it made her tired. In just a few minutes of thinking of his singing, she was asleep.
Troy was thinking along the same lines. What was she going to say? He was about to tell her that he loved her, but he didn't know how she would take it. Especially at almost 12:00 midnight. Yet, hearing her voice calmed him. High- pitched, yet sweet and innocent. And he loved her laugh. Care-free and fun-loving. Thinking about her made him so happy and relaxed. He pictured her in his mind's eye, and fell asleep almost immediately.