First chapter of "Across the Atlantic Ocean" Enjoy!

The paparazzi ran as fast as their feet could carry them to the LAX airport where famous 25 year old actor Troy Bolton would arrive soon from his visit from Vancouver, Canada where he just finished his new movie "Charlie St. Cloud" (Beautiful movie by the way!)

At the LAX airport screaming fans were all huddled outside the airport in hopes to get his autograph signed, take pictures with him or even at least catch a glimpse of the gorgeous actor.

Wearing a plain bright red shirt, blue jeans, black converse, and a pair of black aviator sunglasses Troy Bolton made his way through frequent flashes of light and screaming devoted fans with security by his side stopping now and then to sign some photos and take picture with his fans.

After a while a black Audi came through the streets signaling Troy that his ride finally arrived. Walking faster to the car security opened the passenger door for him to step in and took his luggage to put in the trunk and wished him a good day.

Nodding his head with gratitude Troy stepped in to the passenger seat and shut the door as the driver hit the gas pedal and drove straight towards Troy's house.

Arriving at the destination the driver bid Troy a goodbye as he carefully handed Troy his luggage. As the driver backed out of the drive through Troy gave out a small wave with a light hearted smile.

When the car was out of view Troy let out a sigh. Then picked up his personal belongings then entering his grand house with a turn of his keys.

Putting the house hold keys back where they belonged Troy looked around his surroundings as if looking for something or someone to greet him…

Lonely…Empty…These where the words the flood through his mind and heart…

Giving out another sigh Troy headed straight towards his room to unpack.

Right when he finished unpacking his cell phone started to ring. Quickly searching through his pockets, happy to finally have company Troy pressed the call button and held it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey Troy! It's me Jason! Remember?" Troy let out a deep breath…of course he remembered Jason! Jason Cross was a gold digger…Jason literally dragged Troy to the center of Hollywood's popular café where the paparazzi ran wild 24/7 just to have his face printed in many magazines and websites.

"Oh yeah...hey Jason how are you doing?"

"I'm good! Listen I was wondering if you want to join me and my friends at this hot bar north of Holly-"

"Maybe some other time Jason….um look I'm really busy right now…so yeah bye!"

"See yeah?"

*Click*

Letting out a tired groan Troy headed straight to bed.

While in bed Troy started to think of how none of his friends except Chad, Taylor and his family were not true to him…All of his so called "friends" were only there if there were cameras and crowds of people.

Troy wanted someone to really love him for him…then an idea popped in his head!

Getting out of bed Troy rushed over to his laptop and searched up a penpal website. When he got to a reliable website he started to make his user name which was "muzic014" then filled out some information like age, country, state, zip coad, sex, interest, and etc.

After searching around the site Troy stumbled upon someone's profile that caught his eyes.

User name: 00ella-bella00

Age: 23

Sex: Female

Country: Germany

Bio: Hey! I'm literally a small town girl who lives in Germany (obviously) um…my favorite food has to be spaghetti, favorite color would have to me blue because it's a color that makes me feel relaxed! I'm a fashion photographer, but not a famous one sadly…I speak English, Spanish, and German…well that's me!

After reading through her profile over five times Troy actually felt a wave of heat brush by his face.

As if by fate the box by her user name turned a bright green indicating she has logged-on.

Moving the mouse over to the instant message button by her name Troy slowly clicked it and a small box appeared by the screen. So Troy began to type….

To: 00ella-bella00

From: muzic014

Hey 00ella-bella00! Um…this is actually my first time of doing this and you sound like a interesting person I want to get to know…I'm from California and even though it's a big place I feel like I have no true friends and I would just want to start fresh and really want you to know me for who I really am…please respond back…if you want to

Scanning through the message over and over Troy finally clicked "send"

8 minutes went by…Just went Troy was about to log-off, giving up hope a message from 00ella-bella00 popped up from the screen. Feeling his heart racing at the speed of light Troy quickly clicked the "open" button and read.

To: muzic014

From: 00ella-bella00

Dear muzic014,

I would love to get to know you! And just like you this is actually my first time to! I'm sorry for your other so called friends who don't have the chance or patients to know the real you like I'm willing to do!

So for starters my name is Gabriella, I can speak English fluently and I live in a middle class life in a townhouse also I'm looking forward to starting a friendship with you because I have a feeling that you are a great and trustworthy guy!

Your penpal-friend,

00ella-bella00/ Gabriella

And that is the begging of their new bonded friendship…where they messaged each other from 9:00Pm-4:00Am Troy's time and for Gabriella 4:00Am-11Pm. (I have no idea if this is the right time distance between California and Germany, but hey! It works)

The two became so attached and devoted to one another their friends had to pull and pry them away from their computer.

And that is how it all started….

Well there you go! First chapter of Across the Atlantic Ocean! Tell me your honest opinion of this chapter! Because if you even tell me this chapter is crappy and cheesy then I will make sure the next chapter is not, so yeah REVIEW please!