Author's Note-

I do not own anything related towards 'High School Musical'.

East High's big, wide front doors just burst open with all the students rushing out trying to get home. Even some teachers were running past some students. After all the years of teaching or being taught, no one really gets use to going back to school, but you can never get use to the fact of leaving it all behind either.

"So, how was your first day? I cant believe I've already got so much homework, and it's already the first day back." Complained Sharpay. All the gang had just reached their cars in the students parking lot.

"Yeah, well that's High School for you. Especially now it's our Senior year. We've got all the hard work coming in soon too. Gabriella and I got a whole bunch of work for the Decathlon Team. It's not going to be easy, that's for sure." explained Taylor, who was leaning against Chad on his car.

"The Drama Club have enough homework and assignments to last for a whole month. I am not liking school right now." Whined Sharpay; again.
"When have you ever liked school other that for Drama Shar?" Laughed Gabriella.

"Yeah, well. Now it's just worse." Huffed Sharpay. "Well I may as well go and get some of it done, well, at least try." Laughed Sharpay. "Zeke! You want to come and study with me?"
"Sure. I ay as well try also. It's kind of hard on all of us this year. Basketball of us guys, the up-coming musical for Shar, Kelsi and Ryan, and then of course the Decathlon Team for Gabs and Tay. We really are in for a hard year." Sighed Zeke.

" Oh God, your right. I cant believe how much we've got on our plates. I don't think we need anymore distractions. It's going to be one hell of a year." Jason said.
"Yeah, well let's go and try to attempt the mountain load of work installed for us." Chimed Chad.

"Hey. There's the new guy. I didn't see him in any of my classes. Which is a real shame." Sharpay said, as she pointed to 'The New Guy'.

Gabriella and the others all turned their heads to look at what Sharpay was pointing towards. Once Gabriella realized that the others still didn't know about her new teacher, she couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so funny?" Asked Kelsi, who was standing next to Jason, holding his hand.

"You guys, the 'New Guy' , isn't really a new guy. He's more like my 'New Teacher Guy'." Gabriella turned her heads back to her friends and noticed that all the girls had their mouths dropped open, and the guys just looked confused.

"We have a new guy?" Asked Ryan. Gabriella thought she may as well explain to others what exactly was going on.

"No Ry. This morning, by our lockers, 3 certain girls were drooling over the newcomer over there." She pointed back to her teacher. "And those 3 certain girls assumed he was a new student. Just because he looks young. But when I went into English for first period, he happened to come in and introduce himself as mew new English Lit teacher. And then I had to show him around the whole school. He's a pretty nice guy." She could feel her cheeks warming, knowing that if she couldn't hide it by looking down or something, her friends would be sure to notice.

"A nice guy? Drooling? 3 certain girls?" Chad turned to look at Taylor, as did Zeke to Sharpay and Jason to Kelsi. "Now I know very well, that my little sister, Gabs here, wouldn't even think twice about drooling over some guy, so that only leaves you three! Want to share something with group gals!?!" Chad crossed his arms, trying to give off the annoyed look. And apparently it worked.

"Chad. Gabs here doesn't really know what's she's talking about. We weren't drooling. We were just…observing. Yeah that's it. Observing." Taylor explained. She was standing next to Gabriella and didn't miss the chance to kick her in the side of the leg to thank her.

"Ow. Taylor that hurt." Gabriella screeched as she grabbed her leg. The other girls snickered.

"Gabs, as much as I love you. You deserve that." Voiced Sharpay.

"Yeah well if you guys hadn't been observing him, then we still wouldn't be here, and me now having a bruised leg." Exclaimed Gabriella. She pulled her jean pants up high enough to find that her leg was now covered in a big, blue bruise. "Wow, that didn't take long."

"Oh my gosh! Gabs. I am so sorry. Damn. I knew wearing boots weren't a good idea today. I didn't mean for it to be that bad." Taylor was nearing in tears. She was never the one to ever intentionally hurt someone without a second thought.

The others gathered around to Gabriella and helped her stand up properly.

"It's ok Tay. It's not a big deal." Laughed Gabriella. Tyring to make the mood less tense.

"You going to be ok driving back home?" Asked Ryan. Who noticed that she was wobbling a bit. How can someone be affected by just a small kick so easily? That bruised way too fast. He thought to himself.

"Uhh, I think I should be fine." She tried to convince herself more than the others. She tried walking to her car, but it was hopeless. The small kick did some real damage.

Ryan went straight up to her and helped her straighten back up. Taking her backpack and other belongings off of her.

"I'll drive you home. I don't think it's a good idea for you to drive. We should probably check to see if your alright. I could stop by the doctors office, if you want?" Asked Ryan.

"I would have to say yes to the lift Ry, but it's not necessary to bother the doctor by. It's just a bruise. I'm fine. This is getting silly now. No big deal." Gabriella turned to look at Taylor. Knowing full well, she would be blaming herself and beating herself up about it. "And Tay. It's fine. I probably shouldn't have said drooling as the descriptive word." She laughed.

Taylor looked a her best friend in amazement. She knew Gabriella was only trying to make sure she knew it wasn't her fault. But when you kick your friend in the leg, you know it is. And you can't get rid of that guilt to easy, especially if it was Taylor.

"No. I should be the one to drive you home. I'm the one that hurt you. I should do it." Taylor persisted.

"Taylor, there's no need to pressure yourself about this. You live the complete opposite of where I live. Ryan and Sharpay live close. It only makes sense that Ryan take me." Argued Gabriella. "Seriously. We are not going to waste petrol on little ol me. Ok? Good. Ryan? Let's go!"

Everyone tried to hold back their laughs as they watched Gabriella attempt to hop to her car. Ryan trailing after her with her book and bag.

Taylor rushed over to Gabriella and held the door open for her. While Chad helped Ryan.

"I'm still really sorry Gabs. I thought I only slightly kicked you. You don't think it has anything to do with…you know?" Taylor trailed off. Not wanting to let the others catch on if they overheard.

"I'm not sure Tay. But it doesn't matter ok. Just please for me, don't beat yourself up about it. If this has anything to do with you know what, then its good. Now I know I should get it checked. I should thank you." Giggled Gabriella. She hugged her friends goodbye and sat in the passenger seat. Turning to open the lock of the drivers seat for Ryan. As he clicked his seatbelt on, he rolled down the window.

"Shar?" Sharpay quickly turned to her brother when she heard her name being called out by him. "I wont be long. Zeke? Would you be able to pick me up on your way to our place?" Asked Ryan.

"Yeah Ry. It's fine. I'll trail right behind you." Answered. Zeke.

Sharpay lightly kissed her boyfriend goodbye and then lowered her head to Ryan's.

"Don't be too long. Girls hate it when guys make us wait. She wont be too pleased to find out why your late either." Sharpay was referring to Samantha. Ryan's on and off girlfriend. You could say, Samantha was laid back and that's what attracted Ryan to her. Also her passion for music. But Samantha was a girl. She also didn't like the fact that because Gabriella and Ryan were the only singles in the group, before meeting her, they were closer friends. If the group did couple things, that left Ryan and Gabriella do hang together. They didn't mind. They thought it was fun to have someone being close to without actually being in a relationship with.

"I wont. I just want to make sure Gabs gets home alright." Ryan waved to everyone and then started the engine.

"Thanks for doing this Ry. You didn't have to." Gabriella spoke, although it was more of a whisper.

"It's ok. I don't mind. You were right. It would have been pointless if any of the others gave you lift. Guess it's lucky we live close then huh?" Laughed Ryan.

"Yeah. I'm glad Sharpay lives close enough to wake me up at a ridicules time in the morning and drag me to the mall." She laughed back. Soon Ryan joined her.

"Yeah. Well you don't have to live with her. Seriously! You think you it's hard for you guys for just a few hours, but me. 24/7." Both cracked up with laughter.

"Hmm, your right. I do feel for you Ryan." She giggled.

Soon they both started talking about school and what plans they were possibly going to do with the rest of the gang on the weekend. All was a nice silence until Ryan cleared his throat to gain Gabriella's attention.

"Hey Gabs. You don't think your bruise is that bad because of, well you know." Ryan asked Shyly. Everyone knew it wasn't a fun matter to talk about. But when Gabriella needed them. They were to listen and to console.

Gabriella let out a breathe she didn't know she was withholding. "To be honest Ry. I'm not sure. Taylor thought so too. That's why she felt so bad. But I told her if it does have anything to do with it. Then I'm glad it happened. It just means we can make it better sooner, you know?" She turned to look at Ryan.

"Yeah I know. We just all worry about you Gabs. To Jason, Zeke, Chad and I, we look at you like our little e sister. We don't want anything bad happening again."

" I know. And I couldn't bare it if anything happened to you guys either. All of you."

They smiled at each other. Knowing not to push the issue any further. Too depressing to talk about.


Not long after, Ryan parked in Gabriella's driveway. Noticing that neither one of her parents car was there. Which wasn't un-normal. He turned off the engine and gathered up her belongings. He grabbed the house key Gabriella had handed to him and placed her stuff on the hallway table. He then went back to help her out of the car.

"Is it feeling any better?" He asked.

"Yeah. It's just throbbing with little pain now. I'll just go set up my homework, attempt it, then take a painkiller and have a rest. No probs." She smiled.

Ryan knew Gabriella too be stubborn and having a lot of pride so when she declined for him to help more, he didn't persist it.

They turned their heads to hear a car horn, and an approaching car, only to see Zeke swiftly pull up to the side of the gutter.

"You two right?" He yelled from his car.

"Fine." Gabriella yelled back. She hugged Ryan goodbye and waved to Zeke. "See you two tomorrow." She waved again as she saw the car start up and drive way. Not without hearing Zeke's goodbye honk of course. She smiled to herself. She really did have some pretty amazing friends. She was about to head in when she thought she may as well get the mail. She slowly tried to walk towards her front yard. Upon reaching her mailbox, she leaned against it, cursing whoever decided to put the mailbox away from her driveway. She regained her breath and then pulled down the small red flag on the side to pull out her family's mail. She looked amongst them only too see a bunch of bills and coupons for some sale going on at some cheap store. She slowly walked back towards the front door, but didn't notice the small dog heading towards her until she heard it barking and jumping on her.

"What the he-ARGH!". As soon as her little scream left her she was soon laughing. The dog that had approached her was licking her face and it was tickling her.

"Chase!" Gabriella didn't really know what was going on, but she could at least breath properly again, seeing she didn't have a giant dog lying on top of her anymore.

"I am so sorry about him miss. Usually he doesn't disobey, but we're new here, and I think he just wanted to check out the scene." Spoke a voice, that sounded all too familiar to Gabriella.

She finally looked up only to having her face being licked on again.

"Oh my gosh." She exclaimed. Having your face covered in dog drool was not the best feeling. She grabbed her shirt sleeve and wiped her face. "You have an amusing dog there." She laughed. She tried once more to see who the owner was, but was more than shocked to be staring in to the pools of Blue was again. "Oh-my-gosh!"

"Gab-I mean Miss Montez. What are you doing here?" Troy looked down, and kept eye contact with the Brown orbs staring right back into his own Blue ones.

"I, uhh, I. I mean." She cleared her throat and tried to stand back up. With a sore leg, it was hard.

Troy noticed her discomfort, held out his hand for her to grab. She reluctantly grabbed onto, but just as soon as she did, she felt sparks run straight up her arm. The feel of the shock scared her that much that she accidentally let go off his hand and fell back down to the ground.

"Oh crap. Today is just not my day." Huffed Gabriella. She was now staring up at the sky. She then felt a hand pulling on hers again. She looked up and saw Troy trying to help her back up.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to let go." He spoke. Troy didn't know what had happened. All he thought of it was just either one of them had given the other some static shock.

"Uhh, no. Sorry. I think it was my fault." Gabriella couldn't explain what she was feeling. But worried and confused were pretty much summing it up. "And to answer your question before. I live here." She pointed to her house. "But why are you here?" Once she looked past his flawless face and saw the car, she recognised from before as he was getting into it at school, in the driveway in the next house besides her, she realized that her new 'Hot Teacher Guy' was also now her new 'Hot Next Door Neighbour Guy'. "But I thought the old guy was moving in." She didn't mean too say that out loud, but once she heard herself saying the words she knew he had heard her.

"Uhh, what old guy?" Troy asked.

"Oh, it's just I drove past this morning, only to go to school, not in a creepy way or anything. I mean I didn't even know who you were this morning, except my friends called you the new 'Hot Guy', but then you turned out to be my new 'Hot Teacher Guy', and then once I told my friends they were a little shocked. I mean no offence or anything, but you look young enough to be a student. But I would take that as a compliment. But your not me. You're my new neighbour apparently. Anyway as I was driving past, this morning, I saw an old guy moving some boxes in and assumed he was the new neighbour. But nope its you. And now I've been rambling on for a while so I'm just going to go inside and not embarrass myself anymore." She grabbed the mail that was spread across the grass and hoped up her pathway.

To say Troy was shocked and amused at this girl was an understatement. To hear the young girl in front of him say he was hot, was strangely comforting to hear. He couldn't help but laugh at her ramblings. He also couldn't help but laugh at her failed attempt to hop her way towards her front door.

Upon hearing his laughter she turned around and was about to scold him for laughing at a poor helpless girl, when she felt his arms snake around her and hold her up bridal style in his arms. She didn't like what was going on, but she couldn't help but like the feel of him on her. Wait. Gabriella what the hell are you thinking. What the hell is he doing?!?

"What in God's name are you doing? Is this the way you always welcome your new neighbours. With this first great impression?" She shrieked.

Troy laughed again. It was funny to hear her voice get so high. It was funny to see her face explode with shock and confusion when he picked her up. It was funny to see her try and squirm her way out of his arms, but he wouldn't have it.

"Look, I think you and I both know it was going to take a while for you to hop your way to the door. Which by the way, why are you hoping? You weren't earlier on today. Well at least I don't think you were." Troy scrunched his face in confusion. He couldn't remember her hoping away from him, just her running. So why do it now?

Gabriella stopped trying to get out of his grasp, and looked up to see him trying to remember if she was hoping before. Oh my gosh. He looks so sexy when he does that. And it would be very helpful if he stopped brushing out his fringe every now and then. It just makes him even more beautiful. Oh my gosh. Stop this Gabriella.

"Uhh, my friend accidentally kicked me in the leg before, after school. And it's just been stupid and annoying and being a pain…in the, well leg." She awkwardly laughed.

"Oh, uhh, ok. I don't think I need anymore details." he laughed. He finally got to her front door and noticed it open. He'd already make it this far, so why not more. He took the courage he had, and slowly walked into her house.

He noticed all the nice and fine furniture that was placed around everywhere. Making it come off as a perfect show-home. It just didn't feel homey to him. Like it was all for show and fake. He turned his head to the left and saw the lounge room. He then placed Gabriella down onto the lounge.
"Hope I was of some service." he smiled. His smile got even bigger when he heard her laugh.

"Yeah, it was thanks. Sorry about before. With the ramblings. I tend do that." She awkwardly laughed.

"It's ok. You get use to hear a lot of students ramble on. But I think yours are the funniest I've ever heard." He grinned.

Gabriella felt herself slightly blush. " Thanks. I think. I don't think anyone has ever let their dog lick my face all over, carried me into my own house and then compliment me on my ramblings." She laughed. Soon Troy had joined in.

"You have a nice place." After he was offered a seat near Gabriella.

"Thanks. It's alright I guess. Not exactly homey or anything. But the parents think it's what best. So who's to argue." She sighed.

Troy could sense something was wrong but didn't want to intrude or be nosey.

Soon he realized they had just been staring at each other for over 10 minutes.

"Well I should get going. And you should get onto that homework. I saw the pile near the door. I feel kind of bad for you and your friends." He warmly laughed.

"Yeah. Trust me, we all made complaints, well to each other." They both laughed. "Thanks again Mr Bolton for helping me."

"My pleasure Miss Montez. I'll see you next time I have you for class." With that Troy was walking out the front door.

As he was walking home, he didn't quite know why. But he didn't like hearing Gabriella call him Mr Bolton. It made him feel old. Like his Father. I guess I had better get use to it. I cant believe she's my neighbour. Out of all the houses up for sale, I had to buy the one next to the girl who I cant get out my head. Troy let out a heavy sigh and walked back and grabbed Chase's leash and let him to the backyard.

"Well boy. It's definitely going to be far more interesting from now on."


Gabriella had told her parents that she had gotten the bruise from falling over. "Clumsy I guess" she remembered telling them. She knew her parents would give her an earful if she let slip it was Taylor who kicked her. She knew Taylor had enough guilt about the bruise for the whole gang and then some. So she knew Taylor shouldn't have had to deal with her parents death stare's along with the guilt. They let it go. Made sure it wasn't going to get worse and gave her some pills to ease the pain. She knew her parents worried about her condition, it was the only thing they agreed on and talked about. After being bandaged up by her Mother, she hoped her way upstairs. Making sure to grab onto the handrail for assistance.

"You ok Gabriella?" Asked her Father. Who just came around the corner and now was standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"Yeah Dad. I'm fine. Nearly there." She turned her head back to the stairs but hoped just on the edge of the step and misplaced her footing. She felt herself about to fall down the stairs, until she felt two very strong hands around her waist.

Javier Montez was watching his only daughter very closely. He made his way up the stairs and was standing just a few steps away from her till he saw she was just about to fall. He pushed his arms in her direction and caught her before any damage could happen.

"Ella! Are you ok?" Worry was laced in his voice.

Gabriella didn't comprehend what was happening till she heard her Father call her the nickname he use to use when she was younger. Before, when they were all happy.

Javier saw her teary eyes, and couldn't work out what was wrong. "Ella?"

"Yeah. I'm ok Dad. Just shocked I guess. Would have been a nasty fall if you didn't catch me. Thanks. I'm going to go and have a bath. Night Dad." She pushed herself from out of his arms and made her way up the last few steps and closed her bedroom door behind her, leaving her Father just standing on the staircase, alone.

Javier also noticed the slip he made. He didn't mean too. He was just worried about his Ella. He knew she heard it, that's what upset her more. He hadn't used that name is years. He had his reasons. He just didn't voice them to anyone. Especially his daughter and wife. He could remember the day well when he stopped loving his wife, and when he stopped calling his Ella, Ella. He didn't deserve them. He felt hollow.

Gabriella made into her bedroom and locked her door. She then let the tears slide her flawless face. Just like her tears, she felt herself fall onto the ground, with the door for support. She always thought that her Father would never again call her by her nickname. The name where he could only call her that. It was his right. As her Father. But he hadn't acted like Father in years. The only concern he showed was about her condition. He tore himself away from her. From her Mother. From their once happy family. She looked around her room. It was the only room in the whole house with any real sort of feeling to it. All the others were made up to show that a family did live there, but none of her family ever used much of them. Gabriella was always either in her room or in the downstairs lounge room. Her Mother was either in her study or bedroom. Never in the kitchen cooking dinner or baked goods for her daughter and friends. Never just walking into her daughter's room so they could chat. Never in the garden, planting flowers.

And her Father was only ever in his study or sleeping in the guest bedroom. Her parents didn't think it was a good idea to share a room together anymore. They hardly acknowledged each other. Only ever referring to each other, about Gabriella and her condition, only when needed though. They walked in the same house, but at different times. They were ghosts that lived. Lived everyday miserable and depressed. Gabriella knew her parents were only together for her. But what is to happen when she moves to College. Where her parents didn't have to be together anymore, because their daughter had grown up and moved out. Lived her life. Far away from them. What's to happen then? Do they divorce? Do they finally work things out and say 'Goodbye'? She hated thinking about it. So she tried to forget it. Forget the pain. Forget her so-called family.

So she wiped her tears away. And she rose from the ground. No more tears. She couldn't believe she still had them in her. She had cried herself to sleep every night whenever she thought about her parents. When she thought it was fault.

Gabriella made her way to the left side of her bedroom. She opened the doors that led to her own private balcony. That's what she loved the most about her bedroom. Her own sanctuary. She sat on the white straw-wooden chair, that she received from her Grandmother when she was younger. "Needs sprucing!". She laughed to herself as she remembered her Grandmother's words. That was the last time she ever saw her Grandmother. She had lost her. She was the last remaining Grandparent Gabriella had. And she lost her. She hated thinking about what. So she never thought about it. Only when it was mentioned by others.

Gabriella had brought out with her with the book Mr Bolton had given her earlier that day. She flipped to page when she was last at and continued reading it.

Half an hour later, she noticed that she couldn't see as good. She then looked away and realized it had gotten very dark. She was just about to get up when she heard it. She heard his voice. She propped her head up so she could see anything. She then saw a light switch on. The curtains were open, and that gave her the opportunity to see through the window. She saw him lift his shirt off. Oh my GOD! He has the most perfect abs I have ever seen. Why? Why are you my teacher!?! She saw him unbuckle his pants belt. She then saw him walk into another room. She then saw that rooms light switch on also. She then saw a small mist fogging the room. She assumed he was taking a hot shower. Although the bathrooms window wasn't as big as the bedrooms, she could still see him. She saw him standing in front of the huge class mirror. He just stood there for a while. Staring at himself. Ok, he's either deep in thought or deep in himself. She thought. She then noticed the window was fogging up, she moved closer off her seat so she could continue looking. I'm so going to hell for this. Just as she saw him tearing himself away from the mirror, he was walking to the shower, she was so close off of her seat. She then saw him grabbing a towel and placing it on the nearby rack. And just as he was about to pull down his last remaining piece of clothing, his boxers, the window had fogged up completely. Gabriella tried to see if there was anyway to peer in, but just as she did. She fell off her chair with a small scream.

"Seriously. Today is not my day." She growled as she pushed herself up. She then made her way into her bedroom and walked to the other side. She opened the door and made it into her own bathroom. Deciding a nice hot, relaxing bath was a good idea.


Troy had just walked back into his from the backdoor after playing around with Chase, he got tired and thought he'd have a shower before having something to eat and going to bed. Of course he still had loads to unpack, but that's what the weekends for right? Troy trudged upstairs and finally made it into his bedroom. He slipped his shirt off and then undid his pants and placed them in the hamper near his bathroom door. He walked to the shower and turned the nozzles to get the right temperature.

He turned to his mirror. He looked at himself. What he saw staring back at him wasn't the man he thought he was going to be. He didn't expect to fall in love with his High School Sweetheart and then for her to break his heart so bluntly. No guilt found on her perfect, semi-tanned skin. Only pounds of make-up. No sadness hidden in her Green orbs. When he saw that she didn't feel anything but happy that she had finally let her husband in to her secret, he looked at her eyes. Deciding right then and there that he hated Green. Trying to find at least some emotion for him. All he saw was relief and pity. Pity for him. He didn't need her pity. He didn't need her. He was still staring at his reflection. How can I still think about her. She hurt you! She left you! She broke YOU! He realized he might have been staring himself for too long. Good thing no one's watching. He then walked over to a small closet near the door and pulled out a towel. He then placed it into the rack besides the shower and then pulled his boxers down and then stepped into the hot shower. The hot spray of water hitting his body made all his sore muscles lose. He had been pushing furniture around all afternoon. He thought he would relax by playing a little with Chase for a while. Chase. His dog. The dog he bought before meeting Julie. The dog that grew up with Troy. The dog that been there with him for everything. The dog that was trying to be taken away from his ex. All of a sudden a lot pent up anger flooded through his body. She actually tried to take his dog away from him. She had a lot of nerve that's for sure.

He tried to think about something else as he stepped out of the shower. He grabbed the towel and walked back into his bedroom. He went to closet and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a white wife beater. He decided he would unpack some more clothes seeing as they were just sitting in a box right near his foot. After about half an hour he decided he would go get something to eat. He then turned to go downstairs, but something from the corner of his eye caught his attention.
He neared his bedroom window and got as close to it as he could. He hid his body behind the long curtain and made sure no one could see him. He couldn't believe he was actually doing what he was doing, but he also couldn't believe what he seeing either. There, in the middle of her bedroom was Gabriella Montez, in only a towel. He watched as she blow dried her long, brown, curly hair. Watching it blow around because of the forced wind. He watched as she was either talking to herself or singing. He couldn't hear anything over the hairdryer, but the way he saw her hips moving, he assumed she was swaying and singing to herself. He then watched as she turned the dryer off and brushed her hair. He could then hear faint music being played from her stereo. From parts of her room that he could see through the balcony doors, he could tell her room was more real then the other rooms of the house he saw before. His attention then went back to Gabriella as he saw that she was pulling some short shorts up under her towel. He then realized that she was wearing a white tank top. He guessed she put it on, while he was looking at her room. I cant believe I'm actually staring at my English Lit student. This is bad. Very bad. But as bad as Troy thought it was, he was still captivated by the brunette beauty. She started twirling around in her room, as she was walking towards a white door. He saw her come back out without the towel that was previously in her hands. I'm sooo going to hell for this. Just close your eyes and back away.

As much as he tried he couldn't. He just kept staring at her. He followed her with his eyes. Praying to God, she wouldn't catch him. As much of a risk as it was, he continued for another 10 minutes. Watching as she just laid on her bed reading the book he gave her before. He then noticed that she finished it and then placed it back into her backpack. He noticed she had stopped hopping around. But if he squinted his eyes enough. He could still see a giant blue bruise on her leg. He then watched as she went to her bedroom door and switched the light off, still able to see her figure, due to her bedside table light. He watched as she came closer to the balcony doors. He whipped his head behind the curtain to make sure she couldn't see him. As he heard the doors close, he then slowly turned his head back in her direction. She hadn't closed the curtains, so he could still see her. He watched again, as she pulled her covers down and slide into her over-sized bed. The last thing he saw was a giant smile plastered on her face, before she sat up a bit to turn her lamp off. After that, it was dark to him. He swore he could still see her figure laying in her bed, but he tore his eyes. Well that was…interesting. As he walked downstairs he had smile that matched Gabriella's crossed all over his face. If only he knew that the smile she had was because she was thinking about him.

Hey. Thanks again for the reviews. Hope you guys are enjoying this story as much as I am writing it. If there any mistakes in writing or sentences or seomthing didnt make sense, please tell me. I didn't re-read this through. I should have, but I thought I should just get this chapter up. Thanks you guys. Cheers.