A/n: 1st chapter!!! Thanks to toxictori submitting the question!

Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical or any of its characters.

Why didn't Gabriella say goodbye to Troy before leaving to wish her mom a Happy New Years?

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'Oh my gosh...is he gonna kiss me? We just met! I've never kissed a boy before...'

'Should I? It is a tradition...but I don't even know her last name...'

'Phew, it doesn't look like he'll do it...maybe I'll ask for his phone number...no, this always happens to me. I feel a strong connection between someone, get attached, and then get forced to move away because of my mom's job. It's not fair...Oh my gosh, look at his eyes! STOP GETTING ATTACHED, GABRIELLA, YOU JUST MET HIM...and you'll probably never see him again...oh shoot, I told Mom I'd see her right after 12. Should I even bother saying good-bye? Should I put myself through that pain?'

"Um...I better wish my mom happy New Years..." said Gabriella

"Yeah, me too...not your mom,my mom...and dad..." babbled Troy

'Oh dear...he brought up the word dad.'

"Umm...I'll call you!"

'Great, now I have to talk to him again...so much for not getting attached.'

They put their numbers into each others' phones and handed them back.

'Now's your chance...leave and don't look back.'

Gabriella turned on her heel and slowly walked away.

'Who am I kidding? I can't just not look at him again...'

Gabriella quickly hid behind a tall man and looked at Troy as he mumbled, "Gabriella..."

'Does he like me back??!? No, that's not possible. No boy would ever like the "Freaky genius girl."'

The next morning, Gabriella awoke, still thinking about Troy.

'I have to see him again...'

She hopped out of bed, got changed, and headed towards the lobby.

"Excuse me," said Gabriella politely to a middle-aged man at the front desk. "I was wondering if it was possible to find the room of a person named Troy?"

"Of course, ma'am," said the man as he pressed some keys on his computer. "We have two Troy's at this hotel, one being a person named Troy Smith, in room 176, the other, Troy Bolton, in room 214."

"Thank you very much!" exclaimed Gabriella, and she made her way towards 176.

Gabriella quietly knocked on the thick hotel door and heard muffled footsteps coming towards the door. The door opened, revealing a short, bald man who looked to be in his early 90's.

"Virginia?" asked his raspy voice.

"Umm...no, but I take it you're Troy Smith?" asked Gabriella.

"No, I'm VANESSA HUDGENS!!! CAN'T YOU PEOPLE GET IT RIGHT?!?"

"Uhh...sorry, Vanessa," said Gabriella as she read the words on his robe, which clearly said 'Troy Smith' in cursive. "Right...well, I think I have the wrong room...I apologize."

She swiftly fast-walked away, eager to get away from the creepy man.

Next, she arrived at 214. She saw the door was open with a maid's cart parked in front of it. Just then, a young maid with bright red hair walked out.

"Excuse me, did a family called the Bolton's stay in this room?" asked Gabriella quietly.

"Yeah," said the maid impolitely. "But they checked out 3 hours ago."

Gabriella's heart dropped. "Okay...thank you."

'I guess I will never see him again...'

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