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Chapter Two

Gabriella awoke from her slumber with a jolt. Another nightmare had pondered across her dreams. She put her thoughts aside as she climbed out of bed, fixing the covers neatly as she went along. Gabriella headed across the hall with a towel in her hand and took a long shower. The steamy hot water tingled across her skin. She dressed in her usual hoodie and a pair of skinny jeans as she let her curls loose along her back and her bangs in her eyes. She grabbed the backpack filled with school supplies Mrs. Bolton had bought her, and walked to the kitchen to pick up some breakfast.

Gabriella was eating a bowl of cereal when she jumped slightly at the sound of a loud car horn. She winced at the uproar and walked outside knowing it was Matt driving in a new car his aunt spoiled him with because she felt bad about his real parents. She saw his crooked smile through the window and opened the car door. "Stupid rich kid." She muttered playfully under her breath and Matt began to chuckle softly.

The drive was time consuming and rather boring despite the fact that there was an awkward silence in the air. Matt was confused by Gabriella's silence. Usually less sleep at night gave her more energy during the day. In Manhattan, Gabriella usually ranted on about her soccer club team, MFC United, or gushed about Troy. He tried to ignore the obvious awkwardness between them two, but failed miserably. Gabriella continued to stare blankly out the window at the lightly blurred images going by. The car ride was like this until they got to East High.

"So, this is East High." Matt says, trying to break the continuous silence. East High was so much different than the school he and Gabriella used to go to. For starters, East High was an indoor school and Manhattan Academy was an outdoor. The lockers were in rows of three at their old school and here they were lengthy single lockers. Teenagers were in clusters of places gossiping about who was dating and who was not, while at Manhattan Academy the only things students cared about was what was for lunch.

"It's no Manhattan Academy, but I guess it is okay." Gabriella paid no attention to the screaming cheerleaders standing in the hall as they saw a cute boy walk by and the red and white posters with Troy's face on them covering the hallways. She kept her hands jabbed in her pocket and her hood was laying on the top pf her head. She ruffled her hair so her bangs were covering her right eye and many or the students assumed she was emotional.

"The students don't seem very nice." Matt noted, seeing students gossiping about them and other concepts normal people would not care about. The environment was so different from Manhattan; the school was indoor so there was no way to enjoy the sun when it was up. Also, the students at MA were friendly while the students here looked like they wanted to bite your head off. There were definitely cliques at this school, the only something that MA did have.

Gabriella smirked at her best friend, "Good, maybe they'll ignore me."

"Don't do this, Bee." Matt begged quietly. She sighed deeply and shrugged her shoulders slowly, feeling hopeless. Her hands snuggled into her hoodie pocket and they walked together side by side to the main office.

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Matt and Gabriella walked into a classroom and drama posters hung all around the walls. Gabriella internally groaned as the teacher spoke up. She was wearing a very dramatic scarf that she knew Matt would make fun of later. "Ah, welcome to the chapel of the arts." The teacher said as she pushed her big glasses further on her nose. Gabriella stared at the students sitting impatiently at their desks, not even paying attention whatsoever to what the teacher had to say.

A dark-skinned boy with very big hair spoke up before the teacher could say anything else. "Hate to break it to you, your Honor, but this is a school. There is no chapel with art in it." The class snickered and Gabriella saw the afro boy give Troy a knuckle touch. A blonde was text messaging on her pink sidekick while two other students, a blonde boy and a girl wearing a hat and glasses, were chatting about a musical.

Ryan Aaron Evans was the blonde boy's name. His heart belonged to the brown-haired girl wearing glasses, a girl that shares many of the same qualities of his. Ryan loves to wear different styles of hats to match the different days and his feet are contacted before his head. He has a passion of dance and choreography, used in many musicals with his sister and girlfriends. He is usually in the shadows of his twin sister, Sharpay but that will not stop him from following his dreams. He is a victim of uncaring parents, but he knows how to live life, something that his sister is constantly unable to do.

"Mr. Danforth," The teacher spoke with a scolding tone, the kind a mother would use if she found you sneaking cookies from a cookie jar. "That is no way to greet our new students. Mr. Hale, Ms. Montez," Gabriella winced when she said her last name as she greeted us. "There are two seats in the back. Take a seat." She shuffled papers at her podium before she looked back at them. "Oh, welcome to East High."

Matt sat in a desk right next Gabriella and leaned over to whisper something in her ear. "I think she is scarier than Mrs. Erickson." He says as Gabriella thinks back to Junior High and how they had her as an English teacher. They had had her as an English teacher for seventh and ninth grade year. Gabriella stared silently as she saw her best friend grimace at all the memories they had shared in her class.

She breathed hard as her cold hand caught the edge of the desk in a death grip and her bangs flew in her face to cover her right eye. Her lips pursed into a hard line and Matt frowned at his best friend. He patted her arm gently as if telling her to relax, but she swatted his hand away. She crossed her right leg over her left in an angry fashion and homeroom suddenly began to drone on as one of the other kids sitting in the back fell in a deep sleep.

A dark-skinned girl stood up from her seat and Gabriella assumed she was one of those people who would casually pop out of nowhere and offer you a cookie. She had a pointer in her hand and started speaking in a confident tone of voice, a little too confident for Gabriella's liking. Gabriella remained still in her sit to the point where Matt did not even know whether she was still breathing. "The morning announcements today are as follows," The dark-skinned girl began to explain.

Like Gabriella, Troy did not seem to be listening to Taylor's babble either. He turned around and gazed at Gabriella in the back, he smiled when his eyes met Gabriella's beautiful face. He studied her deep dark chocolate brown eyes and felt as if he could get lost in them and never find his way out. He stared at her flawless features such as her shiny dark brown hair that fell messily over her shoulders in tight spirals, her smooth rosy cheeks, and her pink full lips that were so kissable at that moment. Love and affection struck his eyes and he could not stop gazing at his brown-eyed beauty.

His cerulean blue eyes caught Gabriella's dark chocolate brown ones for a brief moment before she looked down, a deep shade of pink flooding her cheeks. Her angry mood was no longer present and she played a small smile on her lips. Troy smiled softly at her reaction, he loved it when her blush was present, and noticed how her bangs were messily in front, covering most of her beautiful face. He could not admire her flawless features properly and he felt the need to push her hair back. He watched as she rested her chin in the palm of her hand and her elbow on her desk. He looked at her as if there was no one else in the room and the only thing separating them were rows of desks.

Taylor's voice was merely a buzzing in Gabriella's ears, saying information she truly did not care for. Finally, Taylor, the dark-skinned girl, had said something to perk up Gabriella's ears. "Scholastic Decathlon will meet in room 205 during lunch." She frowned slightly upon Taylor's statement. Did she say Scholastic Decathlon? Was that a code name for nerds at this school? Her grip loosened on her desk as she remembered at her old school the losers were the debate team since every student there was considered a nerd.

Gabriella closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath of air. She looked at her thumbs for a quick moment before picking her head up and glancing at Troy. He was still staring at her. Gabriella noted the warmth, love, and affection in his gorgeous blue eyes and how his lips curved into faultless smile that sent butterflies in her stomach. Their eyes met for a second time and Gabriella felt heat rise into her soft cheeks again as she found herself gazing back.

Gabriella immediately blocked out all of the pointless chatter of her new classmates and the nasal voice of her homeroom teacher as she focused her full attention on the clock that hung on the back wall. It was ticking very slowly and Gabriella groaned internally. Matt put a reassuring hand on her shoulder and she brushed it off before giving him a small frown full of sorrow and despair. The bell rung and Gabriella swung her backpack over her shoulder before gracefully leaping out of the class room with Matt by her side.

Troy observed attentively as Gabriella leaped gracefully through the doorway and he smiled softly as he admired her footwork. He remembered the the recitals his family had spectated and the way she swayed to the music, every spin and turn perfectly in sync. He recalled the way her body shivered and her heart pumped faster as he was usually caught staring at her while she danced. It was as if there was no force in the world that could break the connection between the two. He smiled tenderly to himself as walked to his next class, AP Euro, hoping that Gabriella would be there as well.

Taylor Marie Mckessie was the dark-skinned girl's name. She was wearing a bright green shirt and a floral skirt, topped off with a long green head band. Her hair was in curls and she was rolling a roller backpack at her side. She was Chad's girlfriend and the captain of the Scholastic Decathlon Team. She was also the senior class president. She gave Gabriella a warm smile before speaking, "Hello, you must be the new students. I am Taylor Mckessie. Your names are Gabriella and umm, what is your name again?"

Gabriella hid her face into Matt's shoulder before giggling. Matt frowned slightly. "It's Matt. My name's Matt."

Troy stopped walking down the hallway to see Gabriella's face buried into Matt's shoulder. He could feel his stomach churn with jealously and he wanted to rip Matt away from her. He then noticed the look in Gabriella's eyes when she looked him. Her eyes gave off a look full of compassion, kindness, and happiness. His stomach stirred once more as jealously filled his soul. He glanced into her chocolate brown orbs again and did not see the love and affection her orbs had always shown him. Feeling satisfied that she did not look at Matt the exact way she looked at Troy, Troy walked gradually to his next class.

Taylor put on another warm smile on her face and Gabriella wrinkled her nose. She was way too nice for Gabriella's taste. That would not do, Gabriella would have to be mean to her and show her the place in Gabriella's life she officially owned. "I am class president and I was wondering if you need help getting around." Taylor suggested, politely.

Gabriella smirked. She was a very good actress and was accepted into one of the best acting schools in the country. It would not be hard to make herself seem mean and possibly even arrogant. "No thanks." She spoke politely at first before her nasty attitude would take over her voice. She leaned on Matt as she rested her right arm on his shoulder. Matt had to lean down a little since Gabriella was shorter than he was. "I am sure, Matt and I can get along fine."

Taylor pouted slightly before placing a smile back on her lips and speaking again. "Maybe I can point you in the right direction. Can I see you schedule?" Gabriella frowned upon Taylor's persistent kindness.

Suddenly Gabriella found herself fighting for the piece of paper in her hands. Taylor pulled slightly on the end and Gabriella gave a small tug also. "No than-" Before Gabriella could finish Taylor had ripped the paper from her small hands and was already scanning it with her eyes. "Sure, you can see it." Gabriella murmured, finding herself annoyed with Taylor now.

Taylor made a discovery upon Gabriella and Matt's schedule as her eyes lit up with excitement. Too much excitement if you asked Gabriella. "Oh, you have all AP classes, as well." Gabriella had a feeling she would start hopping up and down while clapping her hands and shouting, 'yay'. When it did not happen, Gabriella found herself disappointed.

"Would you like an award?" Gabriella asked with a bitter tone masking her true kindness deep within.

Matt watched Taylor frown slightly and then her lips turned upside down, literally, as she ignored Gabriella's last comment. Her lips curled into a big smile and Matt thought it was too painful to watch. Could one person be so happy all the time? "Maybe you two would like to join the scholastic decathlon team?" Taylor asked immediately, her voice was full of glee.

Gabriella pushed her arm harder on Matt's shoulder making him shrink more. He could tell she was angry as a fire lit in her eyes. Her teeth gritted and her hands clenched into a fist. Her left hand swiftly tore the schedule from Taylor's palms and Gabriella growled, "Does it look like I have nerd stamped across my forehead?" Venom started to leak from her voice as her teeth stayed clenched with every word she spoke and Matt ran his hand across her arm, taking it off his shoulder.

This was a subject Gabriella felt strongly about and whoever thought otherwise would severely wish they did not. She had always believed that a person could be smart without be considered a nerd. Taylor started to stutter with her words as her response came by and she desperately tried to keep her smile in place. "No-" She stammered. "I just thought maybe-" She suddenly stopped speaking and Gabriella took it as the conversation was over.

Gabriella started to walk down the hall as if nothing had happened and Matt continued to follow her like a good best friend would. Taylor looked at them, appalled by Gabriella's words. If her jaw could be stretched to the floor it would be and Gabriella would be trying to yank it down farther. She stood there in the middle of the hallway and she clamped her mouth shut before shouting at the pair, mainly Matt. "How can you stand by her side after the way she has spoken to me?"

Gabriella turned around and her stern look was as if she was about to pounce if she needed to do so and her eyebrows rose, "Excuse me?"

Matt gave his best friend a look of disappointment before he whispered something to her, "Go to class, I'll meet up later."

Gabriella's teeth shut together and fiery balls of anger filled her dark chocolate brown eyes. "I am not going to let her insult me. I have done nothing wrong. I was just voicing my opinion and if she can not handle it then she better stay out of my way." Gabriella said loudly, her tone filled with a newly found disgust towards Taylor. She spoke as if she was unaware of her presence when she knew she was listening in on their conversation. "She thinks she can talk to me. Oh, I can give her something to talk about."

Matt's painful glare softened into a pleading look and Gabriella's facial expressions softened as well. "Go," He said softly, but Gabriella would not move a muscle from his side, it was like she was still, frozen in her spot. He shoved her along gently before whispering something only she was supposed to hear. "Support me." He whispered lowly and her head hung low in shame with the thought that she had disappointed him.

She whispered in his ear, before walking to AP Euro, "I support you. No matter what you do, I support you."

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Kelsi Hannah Nielson was a small girl, maybe a little over five feet with a love of many different hats. Every outfit she owned had to have a matching hat to go along with it. Her hair a chestnut brown, bounded into short tight curls that bounced along her shoulders. Glasses bent over the tip of her nose and she pushed them farther up. She was best friends with Sharpay Evans and a girlfriend to Ryan Evans, Sharpay's twin brother.

Kelsi shook her head gently and brought her palm to her forehead. The blonde looked furious as anger lit up the color in her eyes and the form of uncontrollable fiery was definitely noticeable. Kelsi let a deep sigh escape her flawless lips. Her hands remained in tight fists as they kept still, jabbed messily in her sweater pockets.

Sharpay Ariel Evans, a blonde girl, with a fiery like no other. Most of the population as East High knew her as the 'Ice Princess'. She was regular height with long legs and a slender body filled among many curves that she usually showed off. Any guy would be a fool not to swoon over her looks, she was gorgeous and she knew it too. Though she was often vain and thinking of no one but herself, Sharpay secretly cared for Troy and did not like to see him hurt. She was a victim of uncaring parents like her brother, but she has no way of ecsaping the pain that comes along with that title like he does.

Sharpay's hot pink skirt was ruffled and she took the time to smooth the wrinkles before glaring at Kelsi again. Kelsi continued to ignore her eyes, knowing that once she looked in them there was no escape from her anger. "Does Troy even know her?" Kelsi noted that the venom practically leaked out of her voice and he cringed at her bitter tone. Her hands found her hips as she talked and her eyes never let Kelsi's.

Kelsi frowned slightly before her lips pursed into a straight line. She did not have to hesitate, she knew his answer, "He knows her better than you do, better than anybody else does actually." She spoke as if he was confident in her words. Sharpay scoffed at her statement, trying to find fault in her words.

"She's dangerous, Kelsi." Sharpay spoke harshly, stabbing Kelsi violently with every word she spoke. Every syllable was separate and distinct like every word had a secret meaning behind it all. "Do you know how much danger she puts us in, all of us?" Kelsi found herself wounded deeply by her statements, but could not help but find herself confused.

She shook his head once more, "I'm not quite sure what you mean." She answered in a reasonable and as honestly as she could. Gabriella had an untold story, but she knew she had no intention in being a threat to Troy.

Sharpay narrowed her eyes in annoyance with Kelsi. She believed she was naïve and was fighting with herself, convincing herself to believe that Gabriella was just as she was in Manhattan. "Do not look at me as if you have no idea about what I am talking about!" She scolded and Kelsi began to give her a clueless gaze. "I know you have heard the rumors Kelsi, and I am that good of a friend to tell you that they probably are true."

Kelsi grew irritated with her words and her tiny fists balled together in anger. She had no right to say such things about Gabriella, Troy's Gabriella. "You don't know her, like he does." Her voice was thick with a pungent tone as she spoke softly.

Sharpay's eyes lit up suddenly with interest and she jerked her ears in Kelsi's direction as if she did not hear correctly. "Oh, you think he knows her?" She questioned furiously and Kelsi nodded his head. "Does he Kelsi, does he know her?" Confused again, Kelsi stayed silent, her lips pressed into a hard line. "Does he know what she has been doing these past three years?"

Kelsi shook his head. "How would I know?"

"Don't tell me he knows her, Kelsi. She's going to hurt him again and I won't be there to watch him break down."

Kelsi raised her eyebrows is a quick movement, not believing in Sharpay's words. She took a moment to let the words sink in before countering with a response. It was brief and to the point, "Why do you care so much? Troy isn't even your friend and you are protecting him like he is your life."

"I don't know." She whispered, not sure about herself and her answer. "I don't like seeing people hurt."

"That's not true, Sharpay." Sharpay's lips pressed together into a straight line, listening to the words that gradually fell out of Kelsi's mouth. "You look at yourself everyday, knowing that you are hurt. You taunt students, endlessly, hoping that they feel as worthless as you do."

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Matt smiled sadly before turning his attention to Taylor as if he was giving her permission to speak to him. Taylor threw her hands in the air for effect and started ranting on and on while saying mean things towards Gabriella. Matt, being as gentleman-like as he was, was listening or was trying to listen to her whole drabble. "I don't understand, after everything she has said to me, you are still by her side." The smile that Matt had thought would never come off her face was now a hard line.

His eyes were filled with sympathy and he gave her an apologetic smile which she did not notice. He sighed deeply before responding to her unnecessary question, "She is my best friend, you stick up for your best friend. I support her decisions and she supports mine." Taylor's lips were pursed into a hard line still. Matt gave off a sad crooked smile to help get her into a better mood, but it did not work.

Taylor groaned internally and tried her hardest to smile, but there was still anger from the words Gabriella had said. "She was so rude. Did I say something that offended her?" Taylor asked, curious to what she did wrong. No one has ever acted that way towards her before Gabriella had the guts. Sharpay had always acted that way, but she knew that was just Sharpay's personality, arrogant with a bad attitude.

Matt shrugged his shoulders, "Gabriella is a very good actor."

Matt's answer did not satisfy the questions building up in Taylor's thoughts. Taylor seemed even more anxious and impatient to know answers, "If I did not offend her than why did she look like she had so much disgust towards me?"

Matt loosened his shoulders in a fashion that some what looked at a shrug, but he had always said it didn't count. "Look, I am sorry if anything that Gabriella has said offended you in any way, but you will not convince Gabriella of that. After all that we have been through she does not feel the need to get close to anyone and make friends like you do. She likes to keep to herself nowadays with an exception of me and her family, of course." Taylor nodded, she seemed to understand.

"Gabriella does not want to be acknowledged at this school, so if you want to get on her good side do not speak to her or make any gesture saying you want to be her friend. Gabriella does not see herself very clearly. She creates fake identities of herself to hide her true personality. When she switches schools, she switches personalities. At our old school she used to act unintelligent out of class, but in class she was brilliant with straight A's because of her photographic memory. This time she is being the mean, rude girl who does not want to make friends."

"Why would she want her fellow classmates to think so falsely of herself?" Taylor queried. Confusion and curiosity consumed her.

"Gabriella thought that her friends –except me and occasionally Troy- did not like her for who she was as a person. She made fake identities of herself to shield away that factor, to make herself into someone they could be friends with. She mostly liked to hang out with guys though, because we did not care what kind of personality she had. In our eyes, she was a really cool person. She did not have to be phony as much around us because we did not stereotype as much as the girls did. Yeah, if you were a loser, we would not let you hang with us, but Gabriella was no loser. She is the funniest and nicest person you will ever meet in your life and we looked out for her because she was the youngest."

"You speak so highly of Gabriella, like you two must have been through a lot together." Taylor said, truthfully feeling defeated.

"Yeah, we have. Gabriella is my family; people grow on you once you live with them for a couple months. You look like a very nice person, Taylor, and I am sorry if Gabriella never sees that. She has never been accepted by a lot of girls, so the way you came on to her was a little too strong for her liking. She is like a tom-boy on the inside, but dresses full on girl on the outside. I hope we can be friends despite my best friend's rudeness."

Matt gracefully offered his hand for her to take and she shook it gently before letting go. "It was nice talking you, Matt. It is nice meeting a guy who's life does not surround an orange ball with lines all over it. I am sorry," Matt thought she was talking about saying those things to Gabriella, but apparently she was not so nice after all. "I am going to make you late, my class is right here."

"It is fine, really. I have the new kid excuse. It was nice talking to you too. Oh, and basketball is not as bad as it seems. It is one of my favorite sports." Matt concluded and she gave him an apologetic smile. He began his descent down the hall to his first period class with Gabriella, AP Euro.

He walked into the classroom as saw pictures of the renaissance and medieval Europe. He smiled genuinely, seeing Gabriella having a conversation with Troy. Her eyes were filled with the kindness and compassion he had missed seeing. He watched as she laughed softly and she let her hand intertwine with his. He peered at Troy for a short moment and noticed that his eyes were filled with admiration and care towards Gabriella. He also noted that Gabriella's eyed were glued down, gazing at their hands, while Troy was staring at Gabriella as if nothing else was as beautiful. He whispered something in her ear and he could tell that her heart had fluttered.

Matt's ears perked up at the sound of mindless students gossiping about his best friends.

"Who the hell does she thinks she is, Troy Bolton is mine!"

"Ugh, it's her first day and she is all over him. I thought Troy would have been nice enough to tell her she had no chance with him, but I guess she is more of a tramp than I thought she was."

"She seems so familiar, wasn't there a person on the news with her name. I heard there is some guy trying to kill her."

"Troy pities her; he can't possibly to attractive to that. I mean, I am ten times prettier!"

"They look so cute together Sharpay, why can't you just let them be."

"She will hurt him, I know she will. Troy doesn't deserve to be hurt again. He deserves to be happy. He deserves to be with someone better."

"Someone like you? Face it, they are in love and love always finds a way."

Matt smiled faintly at the girl supporting their relationship. He was glad to see that not every girl in the school was after Troy even though his heart was already taken by Gabriella.

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Gabriella shifted uncomfortably in her seat before picking up her backpack as the car came at a complete halt, "I am so sorry about the way I acted in the hall today. I just do not want to get close to another person knowing that she might get hurt." Matt frowned upon his best friend's statement and stared at the steering wheel. Gabriella made a motion for the door handle, and Matt laughed at her when she slammed into the door attempting to get it open. She then realized that it was on Child's Lock. Just great, her best friend thought she was a child and needed a lock.

"You aren't sorry, Bee," Gabriella looked at her hands that were folded in her lap and she began to twiddle her thumbs. Her best friend was right, she was not sorry and she had spoken to Taylor that way on purpose, but that does not mean that she did not feel bad about it. "I am okay with it, though. I support you." He gave her a reassuring smile, telling her that it would all be okay. Gabriella escaped his glance and peered at the window. "She would not get hurt you know."

Gabriella sighed deeply, in hopes that he would come around and open her door for her, "I can't protect her," Gabriella said softly, detached to the conversation. She did not like where this was heading and she wanted to be out of the car.

"Maybe, she won't need your protection. Maybe, she can protect herself," Gabriella could feel her eyes watering as the pad of her thumb brushed slightly under her eyes. She looked up at Matt who was giving her a gaze full of melancholy and she pleaded him to stop with her dark chocolate brown orbs. Her eyes grew darker as a tear began to fall and Matt turned away, he was never the one to be able to handle her tears. He swiftly climbed out of his car and opened the door for her. He walked her to the pathway leading towards the door and grabbed her wrist before she could walk away. He gave her a pleading glance, "Don't push me away, you are all I have left,"

A hot steamy tear burned on her face as it streamed down her cheek and she choked on her words, "I-" She stuttered briefly before getting her words out, "I don't want too." She hiccupped softly as her tears continued to slowly roll down her face. She was going to break down. She tried desperately to stop the tears from collapsing from her dark brown orbs, but no matter hard she tried, she was not strong enough to stop herself.

Matt could feel the water in his eyes begin to swell as he saw his best friend break down. She was so strong and he knew that. Gabriella had suffered more than she let anyone believe. He shook his head, shaking away his tears for a split second and Gabriella did not even notice for her tears had blurred her vision. He refused to cry in Gabriella's presence, one of the two had to be the strong one and if it was not going to be her it had to be him. He still had a firm grip on her wrist, "Then stop." He commanded softly.

She erupted into heartbreaking sobs and tears persisted to slide down her face in haste. She picked her head up to gaze into her best friend's green orbs, her eyes puffy and crimson, "I don't know how." Tear abruptly slid down Matt's cheek and Gabriella ran inside, not being able to control her emotions.

She needed guidance.

She needed someone to tell her what to do to make things better.

End of Chapter

I apologize, there will be more Troy, Chad, and Ryan in the next chapter. (x Gabriella and Troy will have their moments and there are some secrets about Gabriella revealed. And yes, Sharpay will have some issues as well. Caring about Troy will be one of them, but have no fear she has no intention of breaking Gabriella and Troy up.

Oh, as a warning, I am not going to finish off the school day. I am just going to skip to the next day. (x

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