Egh! Sorry bout the wait. I was doing Dead and Gone but then had a blank on the next chapter and I freaked! haha =] So I decided to do this and I like this like... a lot better. I guess it's just coming and I don't have to work my brain for ideas. So I will do like mini things of them. haha. Like do Miss. Independent for a bit then Dead and Gone then MI then DG. Like that. I really like this episode. I LOVE writing in Troy's POV cuz...idk. haha! I really don't know but I love it! I made Troy sort of soft in the DG so I'm gonna toughen him up a little in MI. Even though he looks soft in this chapter I'm gonna toughen him up loads. Okay so that's all. Ttyl!!
-Gracie :P
Gab's POV:
"Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep." My alarm sounds at 6:00am. I groaned and rolled over. My ears were buzzing with the noise and I smacked the clock. I gently got up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.
"Gabriella! Mi hija! Come downstairs and get ready for school! First day of your senior year!" I groaned again. First day of school. Wow I hated first days.
"Coming mama!" I trudged to my bathroom and took a shower ad did my hair and my little makeup. I went downstairs to find my Mom and my brother Carlos eating breakfast. The usual pita bread and eggs. My mom never lost her Spanish heritage.
"Morning sleepy head. Take some breakfast!" My mom's eyes were lit up with excitement. I was going to be a senior and Carlos was trying out for Varsity basketball today. He was only a freshman but he was really good. I was good too but I focused on school more.
"So Gabi, are you going to try out? Or go out with someone this year?" I glared at Carlos.
"No I am not going to try out. And maybe…after I get into Stanford." He snorted and I threw my pita bread at his face. Then he through some egg at my face and then my mother got into it.
"GABRIELLA!! CARLOS!! Get along!!" She was angry now and we nodded. We both finished our breakfast in silence and then I went and got dressed in a small dress with flowers on it. I walked down stairs to my car and honked the horn.
"Carlos!! C'mon!! We are going to be late!!" He came out in a causal shirt and jeans. I looked at him and he gave me a "what?" look. I shook my head and drove off to East High. I parked in the student parking lot and walked to the front.
I saw everyone and smiled. I said hello to all the younger and same age girls and rolled my eyes at the guys who were checking me out. Carlos found the basketball players easily because all you had to look for was everyone around the blonde mop top with the blue eyes. I felt my eyes roll as I saw the mop shake my brother's hand and pretend to be interested in what he had to say. He even had the eyes to go with it.
"Bye Carlos!! Love you!!" I laughed as he turned around and saw me. He smacked his head and turned around again. What confused me was the mop top look a little longer then he should have. I turned around confused and walked to my homeroom.
Ms. Darbus was my homeroom for the fourth time in high school. Yeah, so every year and I have it with the same people. My best friend Taylor, Chad Danforth (Taylor has the hots for him), Kelsi Nelson, Zeke Baylor, Martha Cox, Jason (don't know his last name), more basketball people, Sharpay Evans, Ryan Evans, and Mop top.
That is my nickname for him so no one (except for Taylor) knows who I am talking about. I don't want to look like every girl in the school who has fallen all over him. Which I haven't!
As I walked in Kelsi was writing something down in her special notebook where she writes only love songs. Anne and Alexander she has on there. I don't know of any Anne's except for Anne Sandler (a junior). Maybe it is someone she knows outside of school.
Then I see Taylor and Chad talking. I smile at her huge smile plastered on her face. Then I see Sharpay and Ryan talking to Ms. Darbus and showing her a big poster board with musical names on it. Finally I sit down in my seat. As I do Mop top comes in the room as the bell rings. The look on his face was priceless.
"Mr. Bolton. It appears you are late to class the second year in a row. And just as last year…Detention." I giggled a little and Ms. Darbus snapped her head around. "You too Miss. Montez!" Then Troy laughed and she snapped her head back to Troy. "Mr. Bolton! Sit down!!" Troy made his way to the seat next to me as Ms. Darbus went to her computer.
"Nice going Bolton." He silently chuckled.
"Why? I didn't tell you to laugh. But sorry if I put a little smudge on your record." I tensed up and frowned.
"Just know that if you hurt my brother I'll kill you. His dream is to become a really good basketball player. He has gone to every Wildcat basketball game since you started playing. So if you cut him…I'll cut something of yours off."
The look on his face was so funny I actually smiled at him. He stared at me. He shook his head at what I was thinking.
"Yeah Bolton. We are thinking the same thing." He just gaped at me.
"Your brother is Carlos right?" I nodded. "Okay. B-but I d-don't make t-the…" He gulped "cuts. My dad does." I shrugged. He looked so scared I laughed at him.
"I had you so scared Bolton. I know he is going to make it because I helped him." Troy shook his expression and glared at me.
"I wasn't scared Montez. And he definitely isn't going to make it because you helped him. You probably made him worse." I laughed.
"You never have seen me play Bolton. I am ten times better then you." He shook his head.
"No way Montez. You never have even tried out for basketball. I could whip your ass." Then something sparked inside me and I grew angry.
"This year I am. And in the annual boys vs. girls' game…you're going down Bolton." He looked at me to see if I was serious then he extended his hand.
"Deal Montez." I shook his hand and chills ran up my spine. His must have too because we both jumped back.
"Umm…okay Bolton. See you on the court." I turned around as the bell rang and I got up and went to the girl's locker room. I needed to talk the girls coach into having me try out but as I walked out, Troy Bolton was all I could think about.
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Troy's POV:
My alarm clocked buzzed at its new time. 6 Am. I hated mornings and school. Really hated mornings and school.
My mom called up to me to get ready and I did what I was told. I took a quick shower and out on my clothes and thanked the lord I wasn't a girl. The hair, makeup, perfume and the periods. I could never deal with those. Dealing with my sister's period and my mom's was enough.
I walked downstairs and saw my sister and brother already eating breakfast. My sister gets up at 5 to run in the summer anyways so it's normal for her. My brother is younger so his body can deal with that.
"Troy! My senior!" My mom kissed my cheek and hugged me. I just dealt with it because if I wiped it off then I would have been in big trouble.
"My babies are growing up! Troy a senior. Lizzie a sophomore! Marcus an eighth grader!" Her eyes filled up and we all groaned. I sat down and started eating my cereal. I couldn't deal with all the crying because last year we did this and by the time we had to go to school my dad was even crying.
I finished up quickly and yelled that I would be in the car. I jumped in the car and plugged my iPod into the car. As soon as I started listening to the first song though my phone rang. I groaned and answered it.
"Hello?" The voice on the other end almost made me smile. The key word is almost.
"Hey Buddy! It's Chad…but who else would it be? So you excited for try outs today? All those freshman getting turned down. All freshman in Wildcat history have been turned down but two. You and your dad and….excuse me, three, Mr. Montez. Gabriella's dad."
"Yeah I know. I feel bad for them. I don't think it's right to do that. I think everyone should have a chance."
"Umm… where is Troy Bolton? Because you aren't him. Why you getting all soft on me man?"
"Chad. Wouldn't you like to have made it as a freshman?"
"Yeah but…" He sounded unsure.
"See! It is the same thing. Dude…we should think about at least 5 freshmen on the team. Only the good ones."
I could almost see him thinking about it. "Okay Dude. I have to go. The bus is calling! Bye."
"Bye Chad." I ended the call as my sister and brother hopped in the car. So much for having my music on.
Lizzie jumped in the bucket seat next to me and Marc jumped in the one next to her.
"So Basketball head…you got a girlfriend yet?" Lizzie…what are we going to do with her? That was on my list this year. To get a steady girlfriend and she had to be beautiful but not a ditz ball. She had to be graceful but clumsy. She had to be mine and not a girl who would stay with a guy for a long time then just leave. She had like me for me and not for my popularity. She had to be someone who made me so angry at her but I couldn't stay that way for a second. She had to love me and I had to love her.
That's what I really craved. Love. I wanted to love someone. But Troy Bolton's personality wasn't like that. It was a player attitude. I had all the girls that all wanted me but I never wanted any of them. I wanted a girl who wasn't always obsessed with getting in pants and someone who just wanted to be in my arms.
Whoa. Chad was right for once. I am getting soft.
"Hello? Troy? You in there?"
"Huh? Yeah. I don't have a girlfriend yet." She smiled and laughed.
"You probably don't want one either." I nodded involuntary. If I said I wanted one then I wouldn't hear the end of it.
"Do you have a boyfriend Lizzie?" She smiled and nodded. My mouth dropped. I mean she's…Lizzie. I wasn't saying she wasn't pretty. She had dirty blonde hair (almost golden), Bolton blues (blue eyes) and nice figure but c'mon! Then I went all older brother mode.
"Who is he? So I can beat the shit out of him." She rolled her eyes.
"Justin Lucas. He's a junior. He's very sweet and kind and caring." Her eyes drifted off and went into a day dream. Even Lizzie was in love!
"Be careful Liz. Guys are only after one thing. Sex." She opened her eyes and glared at me.
"Don't worry. I learned all of Guy's tricks from you." I shrugged and she laughed. My dad finally got in the car and drove to school. We pulled in the teacher parking lot and Lizzie and I got out. I waved goodbye to my dad and Marc. Wished him good luck on his last year at the middle school and went to the front of the building.
"DUDE!! It's Troy Bolton!!" I turned around to find a bunch of freshman staring at me. I waved to them and they all waved back. The girls in the group squealed and whispered to themselves.
"Troy Bolton? Is that you? Dude!" I turned around to see Chad and the rest of the guys coming toward me. I high fived them all and said a little speech about basketball season this year. Then we just hung out and talked about our summers.
That's when I saw the white suburban pull into the student parking lot. I had never seen that car before. Must be new or a new kid. I watched a smaller boy get out of the car and look over to where we were standing. He called over the car to whoever the driver was and came over to us.
"Hi Troy. My name is Carlos. I am trying out for varsity this year. I'm the only freshman brave enough to. I was wondering if freshman could still try out."
I smiled at this kid. He was blunt and straight to the point. I already liked him and I barely even know him.
"Yep. Freshmen are welcome to try out. Just get ready to really work though." He nodded with a huge smile on his face. Then his smile went away when he heard the voice calling his name.
"Bye Carlos!! Love you!!" We both turned to see a brunette with brown eyes in a flowery dress waving goodbye to him. He slapped his head and turned back around. "My sister." The girl was Gabriella Montez. So he was a Montez. Montez's were very good. I continued to stare at her and noticed that she had gotten much prettier over the summer.
I turned away and looked at Carlos. "Don't worry kid. She didn't ruin your chance or anything like that. I know who sisters can be."
"Yeah. My sister just cares waaaay too much." The warning bell rang and he waved to me goodbye and ran off to the freshman part of the building. I slowly walked to homeroom. All the rest of the gang already left so it was just me.
I knew Gabriella Montez. Straight A student. She applied to Stanford University. She doesn't play any sports. She is a schoolaholic but everyone says she plays basketball. Huh. I talked to her a lot when we were freshman.
Then I realized that we have been in the same homeroom ever since then. Plus she is my best friend's crush's best friend. Huh. But from what I knew from others that Gabriella was a total hottie. I didn't really see it. I knew that she was attractive and everything but hot? Nope.
I walked to Ms. Darbus's doorway as the bell rang. I through the head back and my face was probably the funniest thing you could ever see. I ran my hand through my hair and looked over toward Ms. Darbus. She was coming over at a fast pace.
"Mr. Bolton, it appears you are late. Second year in a row and it is the same punishment this year…Detention." I groaned and I heard a chuckle. Ms. Darbus and I both turned around to see it was Gabriella Montez!
"You too Miss. Montez." Then something flicked on in me and I laughed. Ms. Darbus whipped her head back around.
"Mr. Bolton!! Sit down!!" I walked to the seat available and it happened to be the one next to Gabriella.
"Nice going Bolton." I silently chuckled.
"Why? I didn't tell you to laugh. But sorry if I put a little smudge on your record."I chuckled again. She frowned. Then a slight smile came on her face.
"Just know that if you hurt my brother I'll kill you. His dream is to become a really good basketball player. He has gone to every Wildcat basketball game since you started playing. So if you cut him…I'll cut something of yours off."
Was this chick serious? She was going to cut of….! What! She is crazy. I internally smiled at her bravery. To even say that took guts. "Yeah Bolton. We are thinking the same thing." My mouth dropped. More courage. I think I liked this girl.
"Your brother is Carlos right?" She nodded."Okay. B-but I d-don't make t-the…" I gulped "cuts. My dad does." She shrugged. I was really scared now.
"I had you so scared Bolton. I know he is going to make it because I helped him." I shook my expression and just looked at her
"I wasn't scared Montez. And he definitely isn't going to make it because you helped him. You probably made him worse." She laughed.
"You never have seen me play Bolton. I am ten times better then you." I shook my head. No way this chick was better then me.
"No way Montez. You never have even tried out for basketball. I could whip your ass." Her eyes grew angry and I knew that I had pissed her off.
"This year I am. And in the annual boys vs. girls' game…you're going down Bolton." I just stared at her. Was she serious? I smiled and extended my hand.
"Deal Montez." She smiled and shook my hand. Chills ran up my spine and I yanked back. She felt it too I think.
"Umm…okay Bolton. See you on the court." She turned around as the bell rang and walked out of class. I definitely thought this girl was cool. She was different then other girls. She wasn't in love with me or wasn't scared of me like some girls are. She was……I guess just Gabriella.
As I walked out of class, she got tangled in my thoughts. This girl was just one of those girls, one that could get you confused but clear at the same time. I think I need to talk to Chad.