O.k., so I want to give another story a shot, and I will be posting yet another, but It will be my continuation of my Youtube series. I havn' been able to make another video, so I will be writing it on here. It's called Amazed. It is a Troyella story so ya. Plenty of Drama. So here's this new Story. First Chapters are always boring. Enjoy!! : )

Chapter 1

June 2nd, 8:43 A.M.: Bolton Pent House

For some people, money is good. It can give you everything you could ever want; a big house, cars, boats, islands, jewelry, anything. But there is one thing money can't buy, and that's love. My name is Troy Bolton. I'm 25 years old, have no girlfriend and live in a pent house, by myself. Yes, the Troy Bolton, super star for the L.A. Lakers. I worked hard for my place on the team, harder than you can imagine. But on my quest for stardom, I lost something even bigger, love. Gabriella Montez was the love of my life; we were high school sweet hearts and couldn't get enough of each other. Our first kiss was on a golf course at the local Lava springs resort, and our first time was in my truck after I surprised her for prom. I gave up a scholarship to the University of Albequerque, and went to the University of California, Berkley to be closer to her and ended up buying an apartment for us between the universities our junior year. We were the best roommates and still were going strong, until our 2nd year of school.

I had impressed the basketball world beyond what they had expected. I was offered to join sooner, but I had decided, with some help from Gabriella, to stay and finish my schooling. After I had made my decision, Gabriella told me that she felt like she was holding me back, and that she was leaving for NYU. I thought I had convinced her to stay, but when I came home one night from practice, she had wrote me a note, saying that she had left and to not follow her. I ran out the door and caught the next flight to New York. She had told me where she had been accepted to NYU, so that's the first place I went. When I had arrived, they told me she had denied the offer and had never showed up to take it back. So, I had no idea, where she was.

Hoping she was watching me, I played every game after that for her, winning each one. After two years, I had given up on finding her and decided to move on. I felt as if I should have been able to find her; that maybe she had left me some clue as to where she would be, but I had nothing. She's gone and that's that. That's why I'm sitting in my living room, staring at a picture of us. She had her arms rapped around me and her eyes shut tight with a huge grin on her face. She was so beautiful and probably still is.

When my cell phone rang, I sighed and answered it, knowing exactly who it was. "Talk to me, Chad." Chad and I have been best friends since kindergarten, and still are. We both got spots on the team and are the unstoppable duo in the NBA. I love him like a brother, but lately, he's been trying to set me up with a girl, but every girl I go out with, somehow reminds me of her. It could be their smile, their hair, and sometimes even their looks. I made it to a third date with a girl, and had ended up at my place, but then I called her Gabriella and she slapped me before storming out.

"Dude, I know you're moping around. Let's go out and do something, like go clubbing or something!"

"I'm not mopping around." I lied.

"Yeah, I'm sure your not. Today is the anniversary of when Gabriella left. I know that, but come on man, it's been 5 years dude, you have to move on. Let's go and party, get your mind off the world."

"No, we've been to every club in the Los Angeles area, five times, I'm done with them."

"Oh, come on, Troy. You say that every time, and within five minutes, I have you going anyways. Just say yes quicker and be ready at 8!"

"Why am I friends with you again?" I chuckled because he was always right. It would normally take him abut five minutes to beg and plead long enough for me to just give in and say yes.

"That's my man. O.k., so which club should we hit tonight. The one last week had some babes in there. Tonya was her name right. You took her home didn't you?"

I did remember Tonya and I had taken her home, but all I did was cook for her and ramble on about Gabriella and how she was the one that got away. She gave me sympathy and talked about some guy named Tom who had gotten away from her and her friends were taking her out as well. She made me feel al little better, and could be a good psyciatrist.

"Uh, yeah, but she's not my type."

"Jeez man, if the girl was Gabriella, than she would be your type, but look. Gabriella left, and you need to as well. It hurts me to see you so down, you used to be so fun, remember, in high school? Kindergarten? College?"

I sighed. "I'm sorry, I just…I don't know. "

"Look, we're oing to go out. You're going to have a good time, and maybe, just maybe, I can get you laid. What has it been, 4 years since you've last had sex?"

"4 years, 2 months and 13 days." Troy remembered that day better than any other memory, besides the day he first met her. It was Gabriella's 20th Birthday, he had taken out for a nice picnic and then took her back to the apartment. They made love like no other that night, and he would never forget it.

"Now if that's not a sign that you need to get out more, than I don't know what is." He sounded understanding.

"I know. Pick me up around 8 o.k.?" Before I could get a response, I chucked the phone at the couch and plopped down next to it. I grabbed our picture and sighed. "I still love you Gabriella Montez. Where have you gone?"

June 2nd, 2:17 A.M.

"Gabriella! Table two needs another clean fork!" She started to whisper "And they're really starting to piss me off!"

I walked up to Nicky and shook my head, grabbing a fork and giving it to them. When I came back, I sat down and looked at Nicky. "That's the 30th time I've been over there! It's 2 A.M. not 6 P.M.!"

"I know right!" Nicky and I have been friends since I came here 4 years ago. She's been my rock and I don't know where I would be without her. My name is Gabriella Montez, and I'm 24, don't have a college degree and am working at the Local Denny's. Life has treated me well though. I have a place to live and food to eat, and friends to hold me together. I love them like sisters.

"So how's Kalahari?" Oh, and did I mention, I'm also an employee at the Kalahari resort. I work in guest relations.

"Let's just say I won't be moving up anytime soon, you know what I mean." I sighed.

She nudged me and gave me a small smile. "Hey, things will get better. I promise."

I looked at the 50's figures outside the windows. "I sure hope so."

Nicky's smile widened and that got me a little worried. She sort of reminded me of this guy I knew back home, Chad. She's always trying to make the situation better, even if it's no good. "When's your shift over?"

I smiled. "6, then I can go home and wake up Belle."

"How is she?"

"Well, if you aged kids on their attitudes, she would be 17 already!" We both laughed. Then my smile faded. "She needs a father, Nicky."

"No, you need a man!"

I chuckled. "I don't have time for a man."

"Ha! I know for a fact that you have off all day Friday! Let's go to Club 5 and flirt with some gay guys. It'll make you feel better, and I'm sure Juan will be there again!" She was teasing me.

About three weeks ago, she had taken me to this club in Madison called Club 5, a gay club, and we had flirted with some gay guys. Juan became my husband and Joshua became Nicky's. We had a blast, but it still didn't feel right. Every guy I flirted with somehow reminded me of my Ex, Troy Bolton. We were High school sweet hearts, and I left him in our senior year of college out of the blue and left him no trace of where I was. I still love him and know where to find him, but now that Annabelle is in the picture, he might run and that will hurt even more!

"What about Belle?!" I have used her many times to get out of outings with Nicky, but the look in her eyes told me I would loose.

"My little sister can watch her. It's not a school night and she needs some extra cash to pair for a car repair!" She was practically begging me now.

"I don't know, Nicky. It's been a while."

"Ya, three weeks! Come on, I promise you'll have fun!"

"No!"

She gave me a puppy dog face.

"No!" I giggled.

"Please, Please, Please, Please, Please!!!"

I started to laugh. "Alright fine! But you'll be paying your sister!"

"Yes!!!" She started dancing.

I smiled at her again and went to the kitchen. "Get back to work, slacker!"

June 2nd, 6:34 A.M.

As quiet as I could be, I opened the door to the apartment and walked in. It's nothing much, a two bedroom with a decent sized living room, but it was home. I saw Mrs. Thompson asleep on the couch, so I decided to wake her up and let her go back to her own apartment. She knew I needed a babysitter for the late shifts and was willing to help. I'm eternally grateful.

"Mrs. Thompson. I'm home now." Shook her a little and she started to stir.

"Huh? Oh, Gabriella. How was work." She slowly sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"Could have been better." I looked around. "Where's Belle?"

She smiled at me. "She's sleeping." Pausing, she put a hand on my shoulder and siged. "She's an amazing little girl, you know!?"

I smiled again. "Thank You. She takes after her father." My smile faded as memories filled my head.

"You'll both get through. If I know Gabriella Montez, she can make it through anything."

"you've been such a great help Mrs. Thompson. Thank you so much."

"You're welcome. Well, I'm going to go do some work around the house, so I'll see you tomorrow night?"

"Yep, thanks again." I smiled at her. "Bye."

"Bye."

Taking a deep breath, I slipped off my apron and shoes and may my way over to Belles bedroom. When I opened the door, she was fast asleep, a small grin on her face. I smiled when I noticed the all too familiar smile on her face. God, she looked just like her father. I made my way over to her and lay down.

She stirred a little. "I waited all night mommy."

I smiled stroking her curly light brown hair. "You can go to sleep now."

She yawned. "But I'm not tired." She slowly laid her head back down and fell back asleep.

I leaned over and kissed the top of her head. "Good night baby. I love you." Shortly, I drifted off too.

Soooo, what do you think of this new story?!!!???! I, personally, like it and already have a lot of it written, so all you have to do is tell me what you think and I'll post chapter two!! Thanks. SuzzieD : ]