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"I just need to go and get my stuff from my locker," Gabriella told Melanie
as they walked towards a set of lockers.

Gabriella opened her locker and Melanie noticed all the photos, letters and
notes on the door and walls of her locker. On the door was a small
rectangular mirror in the center, with photo booth pictures surrounding it.
Some were in color, some were in black and white, and some were even in
sepia. Melanie got lost in thought and began to have a flash back.

Flashback

"Oh, dad, look!" an excited 9 year old Claire exclaimed, "A photo booth. Oh please, can we take some photos? Please?"

'Not today, Claire Bear," her father, Jack Bolton told her. "We have to
prepare for you're mother's birthday.
"

"But…" Claire tried again with no luck.

"No buts, Claire," her father told her.

"Tr-oy!" she whined. "Convince hiiiiiim. I want to go to the photo booth!"

Troy looked at his sister and after seeing the tears in her eyes, tried to
convince his father.

"Dad, how can you say no to her face?" he asked. "And besides, we'll just
slow you down. You'll be able to get everything out of the way without us
bugging you.
I promise that we will be quick. We'll meet you at the fountain
ten
minutes."

Jack looked from Claire, to Troy and back to Claire.

"Fine. Why do you have to be so grown up?" he said giving in. "But make sure you keep your promise and meet me at the fountain in ten minutes and no later, otherwise I'm leaving without you."

'YAAAAAAAAAAY!" an overly excited Claire squealed, "Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank…."

"Ok, Claire, let's go", Troy said, grabbing his sister's hand and dragging her towards the booth.

Troy put a quarter into the machine and closed the grey-blue curtain behind
him and sat next to his sister, both pulling big, cheesy grins.

Click.

Troy and Claire poked their tongues out.

Click.

Troy and Claire hugged.

Click.

Troy pushed Claire's face out of shot.

Click.

"Come on, Claire," Troy said. "We better go now".

Troy got up and led his sister out of the booth.

"Thanks for convincing dad, Troy," Claire told Troy.

End flashback

"Melanie?" Gabriella asked, "Hello, Melanie."

Gabriella decided that talking to her wouldn't work, so she did the only
thing she knew would. She pulled her locker door back and then brought it
forward, slamming it, startling Melanie.

"Goodness, Gabriella," Melanie said, finally coming back down to earth,
"Sorry, I was day dreaming, I seem to keep doing that lately."

Gabriella let out a small giggle. "That's ok," she told her. "But we're sort of late for English. We better go."

Melanie nodded and followed Gabriella down the hallway to the English room.

"Montez, you're late," Mr. Atwood boomed, startling the whole class who
currently had their heads stuck into their books. "And you must be Ms.
Ramsay. What a great start to your first day. Detention at lunch time, the
both of you."

Gabriella and Melanie nodded their heads and walked to empty seats situated
right at the front of the classroom.

An hour and twenty minutes later the bell rang and the class filed out of the classroom, with Troy, Gabriella and Melanie trailing behind.

"I am so sorry I got you detention, Gabriella," Melanie told her. "I just
got so caught up in… yeah, sorry."

"Don't sweat it," Gabriella replied. "Detention is with Mrs. Darbus.
Painting sets for the up and coming musicals."

"It's actually fun," Troy said, finally speaking for the first time. "And
she usually allows people to join in, even if they don't have detention."

"I see. Anyway, I have to go to the library, so I'll see you later", Melanie told her, walking away

"Troy, I'm…" Gabriella started before being cut off by Troy.

"No, you have nothing to be sorry about," he told her. "If anyone should be apologizing it's me. I treated you like crap. I should've just told you
straight up what was bothering me."

Gabriella shook her head. "But I shouldn't have been pushing for you to tell me," she replied. "You'll tell me when you're ready. It wasn't fair."

Troy laughed. "Well then, I guess we both have something to apologize for."

Gabriella gigged before wrapping her arms around Troy's neck and giving him a soft kiss on the lips before starting to walk away. As Gabriella got further
and further ahead, Troy ran to catch up to her and picked her up by the
waist and twirled her around.

Gabriella squealed. "Tr-oy, put me down!"

Troy put her down as they walked down the corridor hand in hand, fingers
intertwined, out of the big red doors and out to the oval where the rest of
the gang were sitting on the beautiful, luscious green grass in the warm Alberquerque sun.