Chapter 4: Meet Your Partner, Troy Bolton

I felt my throat go dry. Troy was standing in front of me. He looked the same as he had since the last time I saw him at Christmas two years ago.

"Gabriella," Charlotte said, "Meet your partner, Troy Bolton."

"Hi Troy." I said.

"Hi Gabs." He said in the same astonished tone.

"You two know each other?" Charlotte asked.

"We've met." I said coldly.

"That's great!" She exclaimed. "Gabriella, could you tell Troy about the team stuff?"

I nodded.

"Okay!" She said happily. "See you two later!" She walked off the porch and got into the van and once again drove off towards the airport.

"I don't believe it." I said coldly and walked into my cabin, leaving Troy standing on the porch.

He followed me.

"Don't believe what?" he asked.

"This, Troy!" I almost yelled at him.

"How was I supposed to know that when I signed up to work here that you would be here, too?!" He yelled back.

"I don't know." I snapped back.

"Well I don't know either!" Troy yelled.

"Troy," I said. I couldn't say anything else. I sat down on the bed and fell back.

"This is just so weird!" I exclaimed. I watched the fan turn around and around and around on the ceiling. "We haven't actually seen each other for almost three years, Troy. And all of a sudden, I walk outside and there you are!" I felt Troy sit down on the bed beside me.

"And you think that I think this is perfectly normal?" He asked. "Do you think that I was expecting you to be here?"

"No." I said.

"Gab, I think we can do this." He said. I sat up.

"I don't think we have a choice." I replied.

"Yeah," He said and laughed. "You're right."

"I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked.

"Bright and early." He replied, smiling. He got up and started to walk out the door. He stopped as he opened the door. He turned and said to me,

"I missed you, Gab." I felt myself blush. He walked out the door. I sat on the bed.

"Troy!" I yelled and ran after him. He was walking down the steps. He looked back at me.

"I missed you, too." I told him. He smiled as his blue eyes twinkled.

Later that night, as I got ready for bed, I picked up the last two picture frames that I had left laying on the small desk. The first one was a 6 by 8 sized picture. It was of me and Troy at our senior prom. Sharpay had taken the picture. We were sitting at a table, his arm around me, and our cheeks almost touching we were so close. I was in a navy, bandeau top dress and Troy was in a black tux. My hair was pulled back in a fancy up-do and loose ringlets framed my face and fell around my diamond chandelier earrings. I put that picture on one side of the desk and picked up the other. The other was another large (8x10) photo. I smiled as I looked at it. It was of course, another picture of everyone that I had never gotten ride of. This one was taken on a school ski trip one year. We were outside and snow was in our hair and on our clothes. Once again, we were smiling and looked SO happy. I pulled off my clothes so I was only in my bra and underwear and climbed under the sheet and quilt.

I fell asleep thinking of Troy Bolton...