blah, anyways. thanks (: and...


Sunday night, Gabriella was up in her room studying and reviewing for one of her classes. Clara knocked on the door and poked her head it. Gabriella nodded her head and Clara walked to her bed and placed a box on it.

"Well, you forgot this one."

Gabriella bit her lip, knewing she purposly hid those boxes. "Really?" Gabriella said, keeping her back toward her mother. "I guess I didn't notice before..."

Clara pulled out the trophies from the box. "Your science and math academics awards, your volleyball MVP award, your drawing and design award and some old cheerleading trophies."

Gabriella threw her head on her desk in shame. She wasn't ashamed of her past, she just didn't want to bring it up. "Maaaa," Gabriella whined.

"You loved this trophies," Clara said, placing them on her drawer. "Why don't you like putting them up?"

"I...I wanted to come to East High...not as a volleyball star, or a cheerleader or...a geek or an artist or anything." Gabriella said, turning to her mother.

Clara smiled. "It's okay, Gabriella, I understand. I just want you to do something you love," Clara said, before walking out of her room.

Gabriella looked at the shiny metal and smiled to herself. She did love volleyball and watching their faces when a petite girl spikes the ball. She did love cheerleading and put smiles on their faces, even if they didn't want them to. She did love science and math and solving and balancing equations faster then anyone can. She did love drawing and capturing the world in her sketchbook. Now, she just had to continue.


"Hey," Troy said, high-fiving some of his friends as they all hung out by their lockers. "What's up?"

"Nothing much," Chad Danforth said. "Our first basketball game is in about three weeks, so we're thinking doubling up on practices."

"Yeah, everyone knows the West High Knights always go in the championship round, since they're our first game, if we beat them, it weakens their chances." Jason Cross suggested.

Everyone stared at him in amazement, surprised by his smart comment.

"Who gave you a textbook?" Chad asked, jokingly.

The guys laughed.

"We should watch out for the North High Eagles, they have a new player, I heard he tears up the court." Zeke said.

"Hey Troy," a voice said. The person wrapped their arms around her stomach giving him a quick squeeze. Troy turned around, it was his girlfriend, Carlie Anderson.

"Hey, Carls." he said, giving her a quick hug. "What's up?"

Carlie Anderson was the popular and bubbly head captain of the cheerleading team, and was part of the very wealthy Anderson family. She had straight blonde hair that reached her shoulders, big blue eyes and an outgoing personality. All the boys like her, but she's been going out with Troy for about seven months, since sophmore year.

"Nothing much," she smiled. "You wanna go hang out today?" she asked.

Troy shrugged. "Uh...I can't," he said. "I have basketball practice and later I have to help my mom run som errands, sorry." he said. He wasn't lying about basketball practice, but he was lying about the errand part.

"Oh, okay. Call me tonight," Carlie said with a big smile. She pecked him on the cheek and scurried to her locker.

"Blowing her off?" Chad laughed, crossing his arms.

Troy shook his head. "It's nothing."

"Well, back to important stuff. I'm thinking about strengthening my defense," Chad said.

Troy nodded, and looked around as his friends compared ideas. He quickly spotted Gabriella, looking at the bulletin board. "Catch you guys later," he said, quickly. He jogged over to Gabriella. "Hey, Brie."

Gabriella turned her head to him. "Hey," she said with a smile. She turned her head back to the bulletin board, looking for something to sign up in.

"Signing up for something?" Troy asked, trying to follow her eyes. "I heard the Chess team is gonna own this year." he suggested.

Gabriella laughed as she took out a pen and signed her name under 'Scholastic Decathalon'. She put back the cap on her pen and smiled.

"Nice, you did always beat me in solving math equations." Troy said, shoving his hands in his pocket.

"And science," Gabriella said, turning to him with a smile.

Troy gave her a quizzical look. "There's equations in science?"

Gabriella laughed, as she tiptoed to sign her name under 'Volleyball Tryouts'. Troy turned at her a little surprised, a little stunned, and little curious.

"Really? You're trying out for Volleyball?" Troy asked.

"Yup," Gabriella said, seriously.

"I don't want you to take this the wrong way but...you really can spike?" Troy asked.

Gabriella smirked. "I could probably beat you." she said. She tiptoed again, causing Troy to chuckle. Gabriella stood back down and wacked him in arm.

"What was that for?" he asked, laughing.

"There was a time I was taller." she said, tiptoeing again.

"We were in first grade," Troy said with a bright smile. "And it was like, an inch."

Gabriella then signed her name under 'Cheerleading Tryouts'. She popped the pen cap on and turned to Troy, to see his reaction. Just like he predicted his jaw was on the floor.

"Alots changed, Troy." Gabriella said, waltzing away to her next class, leaving Troy by the bulleting board with his jaw to the ground.


yeah, thats it, lol. (: boring chapter i know.