Hey Guys! So here's a new story. I decided I was going to write this because I Want a Guy only has one chapter remaining. I'm still debating whether or not I should finish Unconnected Love and Serving Saturday. I don't like where I left off with them considering they haven't been updated in almost a year and they're nowhere near being done. This story might take two weeks for me to put up the second chapter. I have to finish summer work before I go to the beach next week so I'm going to be swamped with work. After that I'm going to try to update this once a week.

A new school year meant more homework and less free time. Everyone in East High dreaded the awful day in which they would get into their cars or load onto the school buses at 6 in the morning to make it to class before they were considered late. One of these kids was the infamous Tyler Bolton. Tyler was only a junior and already a legend at East High. He was captain of the football team and his cockiness made sure everyone knew it. This might be considered a turnoff to some people but Gabriella Montez obviously didn't care about her boyfriend's big head.

Gabriella was the girl that every girl envied, whether it was because she was smart, pretty, or just the fact that she was able to kiss Tyler freely. She held a spot on both the cheerleading squad as well as the scholastic decathlon team. Many wondered why Tyler was interested in her but he knew it was because she was there for him when others weren't. Gabriella was often seen over at the Bolton's household. In fact some would say she spent too much time over there.

"Gabriella! You alright?" Tyler asked as he walked up to her doorstep at 7:30 in the morning.

"Yeah, Yeah. I'm fine. Let's just go." She quickly walked out, locking the door on the way.

"Is it-"

"Just leave it Tyler." Tyler walked over and opened the passenger door for Gabriella to get into the car. He then proceeded to walk onto his side of the car. He wanted to help her but he didn't know how. So he just got into the car and put his key into the ignition.

"I know that you don't like to talk about it, but you know I'm here for you right?" He spoke up after several minutes of silence.

Gabriella sighed and ran a hand through her hair, something she did when she was aggravated. Tyler made it a point in his head not to bring it up again. They continued their journey to school in silence, not even regarding each other's presence.

"I have to go and get my schedule. I'll meet up with you later." She said and kissed him emotionlessly. He watched as his girlfriend walked up the steps of the school and open the door fiercely. He sighed and made his way up those same steps, silently cursing himself for bringing anything up.

"Yo Tyler!" Tyler whipped his head around to see a football coming his way. Without a second thought he reached up and grabbed the ball from the air. He looked up to see who threw it and saw his best friend Mark Walders coming down the hall. Tyler laughed and went to open his locker. "What's up man?"

Tyler stood still concentrating on the combination he hadn't had to remember for 3 months. Debating on which number came first in the sequence he decided to answer Mark. "Nothing much. You?"

"Dude, Jamaica was so awesome. Not only was there hot girls on the beach but I got my own room so I had those same girls in my room." Tyler snorted. Of course Mark would brag about banging each and every chick he laid his eyes on. That was just Mark.

"Is that all you did all summer?" Tyler still had his hand on his lock trying every combination that came to his head. He was growing frustrated but didn't want to walk all the way to guidance to ask.

"That's more that you can say you did." Mark teased and shook Tyler's hair. Even though he hated to admit it, Mark was right. He hated the fact that Gabriella wanted to wait until at least graduation. She made it clear last year at the state championships.

"Shut up." Tyler grumbled and slammed his hand against his locker causing the entire hallway to look at him.

"Dude, chill. You'll get some someday." Mark patted his back.

"No, it's not that." Tyler shook Mark's hand off of his back. "I can't remember my fucking combination!"

Troy had been watching the whole situation and quietly laughed to himself. Because Tyler had to drive Gabriella to school, Troy had been forced to ride the bus. He had to listen to several freshman girls rant over how fun high school was going to be and how hot Justin Bieber was. (I love Justin Bieber lol) There was only so much squealing he could take.

"I have Darbus for homeroom." Troy said as if the world was going to end.

"That sucks." Chad laughed and patted his friend's back. "I have Vickers. He's not that much better but at least I don't have the drama queen."

"Shut up." Troy opened his locker and put some books into it. He had been stuck with Darbus for both freshman and sophomore year and now he had her again for Junior.

"Damn, Evans is hotter than usual." Troy's head snapped up and watched as Sharpay strutted down the hallway. He laughed and put his hand on his friend's shoulder.

"Keep dreaming." Chad shook Troy's hand off of his shoulder and rolled his eyes.

"She'll see that I'm what she wants sooner or later." Troy laughed and looked past Sharpay to see Gabriella walking down the hallway paying more attention to her schedule than to who was in front of her. Sharpay and Gabriella have never liked each other which struck everyone as odd. They were so much alike but couldn't stand the other being in the same room. Troy just figured it was because of Tyler and let it go.

"Stop admiring your brother's girlfriend." Troy looked at his friend confused.

"I'm not admiring Gabriella." He retorted but again let his gaze fall upon the brunette walking towards his brother's locker. The bell rang interrupting Chad's laughter and Troy began to walk towards Darbus's room. He strained to hear the angelic voice that filled his ears.

"It's 15-24-01. Dumb ass." Gabriella smiled as she spoke to Tyler and Troy felt his heart melt. He loved that smile. He heard Tyler fake laugh and say a quiet thank you before he entered his classroom.