TRIVIA ANSWER- Troy Bolton's basketball number is 14, but in some of the basketball practises' he wears the number 10. There is a little trivia or you!!

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The aeroplane had landed and Gabriella had walked with Troy to the passport check, Hayden and Dean following behind. Now she was standing at the baggage claim on her own, Troy had gone off somewhere after they had gotten through passport control. Dean and Hayden had been complaining they needed the toilet so she told them to go, rather than standing there and annoying her. She didn't realise however that with the two boys away on the toilet trip, she would have to try and heave all of their bag off the carrousel without been carried with their heavy bags.

She watched as different bags went past, it was nice, she always thought, how all the bags looked different. You could sometimes tell families who were together by their bag or a small bit of lace remind the owner that it was theirs. She had to smile at the small children desperately trying to help out their mothers and fathers but getting in the way. Or the ones a little older trying hard to look grown up, then she thought about it, that is probably what everyone thought about her right now. At the moment however she wished she had her dad to drag her suitcase to the safety of the trolley her mother was standing next to. Suddenly a hand on her shoulder caught her attention; she turned around and saw Troy there.

"Hey," he said again to her, his confident voice making her feel safer.

"HI," she said looking at him "where did you go?" she asked him turning back to look for her bag.

"I promised my mom I would phone her as soon as I landed" he told her smiling.

"Great, you can help me get my bags off now." She said as a joke and was shocked when he replied

"cool, just point them out to me."

"Troy, I was joking you know, don't worry I will manage."



"As much as I believe that you could manage, I want to help you. And anyway your friends seem to have disappeared." He smiled as he heard Gabriella giggle. Troy suddenly troy stepped forward towards all the suitcases and picked up a blue surfboard and carried it to the trolley that stood behind Gabriella. He carefully balanced it on the trolley and turned back next to Gabriella watching the bags pass them by. Gabriella suddenly looked alive as she saw a dark blue suitcase coming round the corner. "That is Hayden's suitcase" she told him as she pointed to the case. He rushed to get the case before it passed them by.

"What has Hayden got in his suitcase?" Troy asked as he put the heavy suitcase down.

"I dunno, but I don't think it will be as heavy as mine!" she told troy with a little giggle.

About 15 minutes later Troy and Gabriella were standing by their bags waiting for Hayden and Dean.

"Where do you think they have gone?" Troy asked Gabriella.

"Umm, probably trying to work out where we are, or getting food." As if on cue both boys walked round the corner they arms full of Crisps, fizzy drinks and chocolate.

"Wow, you know them well." Troy chuckled at how well she knew her friends .she started giggling with him. They ended up collecting the suitcases and walking out of the airport.

Standing outside of the airport a long Black limo was sitting waiting for Troy. The driver got out of the limo and walked over to them, "hello, I am your driver, my name is Marco. Are we all ready?"

Gabriella looked at her friends before turning to the driver "oh... well... Umm, We should go and find a Taxi." Troy turned to Gabriella

"No you have to come with me." He told her. "Look, I have a Limo already booked, paid for and here. You might as well come with me."

"Yeah, come on gabs." Both Hayden and Dean said. Gabriella looked around for a minute before giving in. "ok, let's go then."

After about half an hour the limo pulled up outside a small hotel, it was cream with a black roof. Behind it was the mountains and opposite was the beach. They all got out of the limo and carried their bags into the hotel. Their they were greeted with a peppy brunette girl, a big smile already plastered on her face.

"Hi, I am Carla I am your tour guide, what are you names?"

"Hi, we are Gabriella, Dean and Hayden. We are booked in under Montez"

"And I am Troy booked in under Bolton." Carla quickly walked over to the front desk. Typing on the computer. She rushed backwards and forwards before going back to the computer and smiling at them.

"Ok, we have two rooms for Montez. One twin room and one single room, is that right?" Carla asked and Gabriella nodded her head.

"We also have a single room for Bolton." Troy nodded his head. She quickly got the keys for the rooms.

"If you would like to follow me I will show you where you r rooms are." She started walking "if you leave your bag here we will get someone to take them to your rooms" she told them then carried on walking up the stair and down a corridor. She suddenly stopped and turned to them "this is the twin room." She told them and opened the door for the boys and then handed them their key.

Both Troy and Gabriella carried on down the corridor. Carla stopped again and opened another door, "this room and the next one are both of the single rooms." She handed the room key to Gabriella before walking to Troy's room and opening it up.



Gabriella walked into the room she had been given. In the middle of the bedroom was a big double bed. The room was decorated in brown and cream, the bed was had cream sheets and bedspread with a brown throw sheet. After the bedroom was a small kitchenette. A door off the bedroom lead to the bathroom, it was nice fitted with a toilet, shower and basin. Wasn't big but it was nice.

That is the second chapter of this story. Tell me what you want to happen.

Trivia question: How many hats does Ryan wear in the whole of HSM 1?