Crazy Wild Thoughts
Summary:
I'm Gabriella Montez, a 16 year old girl (yes I'm a girl although my next door neighbour Troy Bolton (also known as Satan's son) thinks I'm from a freakish alien species –don't ask!) and I've decided instead of boring everyone to death with my mindless ramble and consequently getting yelled at or having weird looks thrown at me; I will write my crazy wild thoughts here…
Disclaimer:
I don't own High School Musical nor do I own anything else you may recognise (such as the books, films, TV programmes I may have a tendency to want to write about.) The only thing I own is the plot
A/N Thanks to all those who reviewed last chapter. I'm also currently posting a three shot called Just 24 hours. The first chapter as been posted, and the second chapter will be up in a couple of days.
Oh and also for some reason - the 'th' of September 5th keeps coming on a different line.
September 5
Dear Diary
Ok so progresses so far with operations are as follows:
Operation 'think of a new catchphrase': Not doing so good - I'm beginning to think that maybe 'but whatever' isn't as bad! That's all I've actually come up with. But I think I may have to start saying random stuff and see how that works out for me…
Operation 'think of a name for diary': Who knew that naming your diary could be such a hard thing? I mean I want the name for this diary to mean something but it's just so hard. I think I might just visit a baby names website. They give really good meanings of names – maybe I'll find one for you
Operation 'Work on shitty comebacks': Yeah I need to still do that…
So I am again sitting in homeroom writing in you. This morning was… ok I guess.
So I woke up and realised that I was riding with the Bolton's. I didn't actually know what time they usually left or anything like that! But I figured that I could wait and once I see them go out I would just happen to go out at the same time…
So I quickly shower and put on some clothes (torn jeans, an England hoodie – my cousin from England got me a soccer one and it's really comfortable so I wear it often – and a white top. And a pair of black pumps. With my school bag) and grab something to eat - seeing as mum isn't home and trying to force me to eat healthily I just grab a roll with chocolate spread (love it!) a few chocolate bars (Mars and kit kat) and a bowl of ice cream with chocolate sprinkles. By my choice of breakfast I'm sure you would guess that I am not and never will be a health freak. Nor would I ever have give up chocolate for some crazy diet. I can't live without it! I am however, quite slim. This could be due to the fact that no matter how much junk food I eat I never seem to get fat. Which I guess is a good thing. Because otherwise I would be humongous. I'm not saying that I have anything against people who may be fat – just that I would rather not be too fat. I mean – it's just that at East High people point out your every single flaw. Like for me – just because I may not have had a boyfriend and may be a little bit (ok I admit a lot) geeky people just LOVE to point that out – namely the jocks – who are just PERFECT!
So after my chocolate feast I decide to camp out by the window. Now, luckily there was a TV there so I knew I wouldn't be too bored. So I start watching the O.C. It's actually one of my favourite programmes (has you may have seen from the list two entries ago – my first entry). So I'm starting to get really absorbed into the whole fiasco with Marissa trying to hide the fact that she was nearly raped by her boyfriends brother. I mean seriously – like when she's making out with Ryan she keeps picturing Trey there instead. I personally don't know how she could still make out with Ryan and not be scared. I mean she nearly got raped by his older brother so wouldn't she be a little bit scared to get physical so soon? So it was whilst I was thinking those amazing thoughts that I was snapped out of my haze by the shrill doorbell ringing. Sighing I got up to answer the door wondering who the hell would actually stop at my door at 7 30 in the morning! When I opened the door though I got the biggest shock of my life. Staring up at me with that arrogant smirk on his face was Troy Bolton.
"What the hell are you doing at my door?"
Ok so I admit that that may have been a little too rude of me and really uncalled for but hey what can I say? I was in complete shock! I mean never in my whole bloody life of living next to the East High God has he ever rung my doorbell. Never! So I was just a teensy bit shocked when I saw his amazingly sexy blue eyes (Oh yeah I said it – Troy Bolton does have amazingly sexy blue eyes) at 7 30 in the morning at my front door.
"And here I thought that you wanted the ride to school – you sure wasted a major part of my time convincing me why I should let you ride with us…"
And there it was again! That cocky smirk. I had this incredible itch to just smack him and wipe that smirk off of his face. Of course I couldn't do that. Two reasons – 1. I would totally suffer the consequences at school and 2. His dad I was pretty sure was somewhere near that car trying to figure something with the engine (you know when they lift up that part of the car and peer inside – I don't know what it's called but hey I'm not a car person)
"Uh… yeah… I'm just going to get my bag."
So I start walking back into my house when I realise that there is a presence behind me. Turning around I see that cocky face of his following me
"You do realise that when I said I was going to get my bag I didn't mean that as an invitation for you to just waltz into my house…"
So I was a being a little rude but whatever! (There goes my catchphrase again) I mean after all these years of him being an ass to me I figured that it should at least be my turn now!
"Wow Montez… what's up with you huh? Your acting like a bitch!"
"I just tend to act like a bitch to people whom I hate…"
"And I'm guessing by your bitchiness that you hate me…"
"Wow Troy Bolton actually understood something first time round!"
"And Montez here is just being an ungrateful cow. I mean I could easily have told my dad that you told me that you didn't want a ride but I didn't. And now your thanking me by acting like a bitch…"
"I wouldn't be acting like a bitch if SOMEONE wasn't an asshole…"
"And who is that?"
"Who the hell do you think?"
"If I knew why would you think I asked!"
"You know it's true what they say – jocks really are dumb!"
"And geeks really don't have any friends…"
"I so have friends…"
"So your admitting that you're a geek…."
"And I'm pretty proud of that! I mean what the hell is wrong with getting good grades?"
"It's not the grades which make you a geek although that does contribute to it! It's the fact that you're a bloody loner."
"And how the hell am I loner?"
"Maybe because of the fact that other than your other geeky friend you don't have anyone. And when she ditches you all that you've actually got is that place you went to yesterday…"
"And I'm going to tell you again that popularity isn't everything Bolton!"
"But don't you want SOME friends…"
"I don't need to have friends who won't accept me the way I am…"
"But don't you even want boyfriend?"
"For what? A boyfriend is not going to help me achieve my career goals…"
"Have you even had a boyfriend?"
"Have you even had a relationship that lasted longer than two weeks?"
So we were stood there glaring at each other, and it was only then that I realised how close we were. I mean my nose was nearly touching his. We were so close I could smell the faint smell of his cologne and that scent which seemed to say TROY BOLTON. We were so close I could see the little specks of light blue and dark blue in his eyes. We were so close that when Coach Bolton walked in it looked like a whole other picture.
"You know Troy when I sent you to get Gabriella I didn't mean for you to kiss with her – do you think you could maybe hurry up or am I interrupting something? I never realised that you two liked each other that way"
Turns out that Coach Bolton had wandered over to see what the hell was taking us so long to come to the car and all he saw was me and Troy VERY close to each other panting hard.
Now I could see how someone who hadn't heard our arguing could see that…
So after we heard Coach we just stepped away really quickly and before I could look at Troy I was in the living room grabbing my bag. And trying to calm my flaming cheeks. I mean me – Gabriella Montez – kiss Troy Bolton! Yeah right!
Well after that little encounter to say the car ride was awkward is an understatement. I mean it's not as if Troy and I would have actually talked, but there was this sort of awkward presence in the car. I, however, was probably the only one who felt it. I'm not sure about Troy but I know that his dad can sure talk a lot. He went on and on and on about some basketball techniques he wants Troy to do (something about going left – but whatever) and all this time I just sat there listening to the sound of the car radio. (Leaving by Jesse McCartney)
Anyway… back to the car! You know I really do have a habit of just yapping on about the most randomest stuff so please excuse that! Anyway so the ride was awkward for me and again as soon as we stopped at East High I said a quick thanks for the ride and then I darted out of the car.
And then I met Taylor at my locker! Who told me the horrible news that we are going to be made to partner with someone in English class and that we won't be able to choose our partners! Now usually I go with Taylor for things like this (Mainly because she is basically one of my only friends but whatever!) However the news of being made to go with someone who I may hate and who may hate me has really put me in a bad mood. I mean Troy is in my English class. What if I am made to go with him? Knowing my luck that is exactly what would happen. And I seriously cannot cope with having to do an English assignment with the likes of Troy Bolton!
Which is why I am pretty scared right now. I've got English next and I am seriously dreading finding out who my partner is. I mean I want – no I need a good grade for this assignment. And I know that if I am stuck with someone who doesn't know who William Shakespeare is (you would be surprised at how many cheerleaders actually DON'T know who he is) then I think I would have a flipping panic attack!! I mean I've been unfortunate to come across the likes of some people who thought that Shakespeare was someone who shook a spear! They were all like – 'why would someone shake a spear?' 'Gee I don't know – that would be like soooo tiring' 'Tell me about it – and wouldn't they have like broken a nail or something!'
Now you understand why I am dreading this class - I have to be put with someone who knows that William Shakespeare was and is the best God damn play writer of all times whose literature is still beings studied intensively to this bloody day!
So I have to go now! The dragon lady has entered (in case you've forgotten who the dragon lady is then she's that horrible over dramatic teacher I am unlucky enough to have for homeroom called Ms Darbus)
Someone kill me! I'm serious - kill me! And then of course run away or kill yourself so that they can't charge you with murder! Although would it actually be murder seeing as I asked you to kill me? I mean I'm pretty sure that murder is when the victim doesn't want to be killed! So I guess that this could be some sort of form of euthanasia… although I'm not actually in any pain. And that's also illegal too…
Hmmmm…. Maybe it would count as suicide... You know what forget about that – here's the reason WHY I want someone to kill me!
Let me start from the beginning. So I'm walking to English with Taylor…
"So Gabi… you worried about who's going to be your partner?"
"Yeah… I mean what if it's someone who hates me or whom I hate? Or what if it's someone who doesn't know the difference between personification and onomatopoeia?"
"Don't worry… and Gabi we're the only ones who know the difference between personification and onomatopoeia…"
"How can that be? I mean it's common knowledge?"
"True… but you are forgetting that what's common knowledge to us is actually a very very hard thing for some people like the jocks!"
"True…"
As we walked into English we took our normal seats two rows from the front and watched as the teacher came in.
"Class as you may have heard I am going to be assigning you a project that would be done in pairs. You are going to look at the work of William Shakespeare and you are going to take two contrasting plays and analyse the differences between them. For example you may choose to do the comedy Much Ado About Nothing contrasting with the tragedy Othello. You would look at how the characters are portrayed in it and come up with an analysis on both plays and then see if you can find similarities and contrast. Now this is a hard task to be done which is why I am setting a longer period of time and will give you five weeks to show your presentation. You will be working in pairs however I am to choose them. I cannot possibly have people whom I know wouldn't work together teaming up for this assignment. So I will call out the list I've drawn up and there are to be no complaints and no switches."
The class groaned at this, however were immediately silenced by her stern look.
"Ok so… Lara Ashford with Ryan Mathewws (I smirked as I saw Lara's disgusted face – Ryan is a 'geek' by the way)
Zeke Baylor with Sharpay Evans (Ha! Zeke and the 'Ice Princess'!)
Alicia Godfrey with Jo Moiros
Alex Reynolds with Michelle Taylor
Carey Hallands with Aaron Godey
Jason Cross with Kelsi Neilson (Feel sorry for Kelsi)
Jesse Holary with Kerri Meshford
Troy Bolton with Taylor McKessie (yeah I know – Taylor got stuck with the hated one (Troy Bolton in case you were ignorant enough not to know that little detail)
Laura Ransfield with Luis Roland
Steven Hicks with Ashley Oren
Ryan Evans with Martha Cox
Hilary Mitchell with Tommy Cole
And Gabriella Montez with Chad Danforth
Now remember, no switching. You may start work. You may want to discuss this lesson what Shakespeare plays you are going to concentrate on – I personally suggest Much Ado About Nothing and Othello has they are both contrasting and would give you both a good grade if done well. You may then want to talk about what angle you are going to approach the task – I suggest trying to find films of the plays. Not films which are BASED of the plays but films which are the plays and use the language. It is easier to do it that way. You may begin work…"
Of course whilst she was busy yapping I was there only having three words replay themselves over and over and over again…
Gabriella Montez with Chad Danforth!!
Gabriella Montez with Chad Danforth!!
Gabriella Montez with Chad Danforth!!
Noooooo! (Dramatic screaming here!)
Troy Bolton's best friend and bloody sidekick. I swear Chad is almost as bad as Bolton… keyword being almost!
Now do you understand why I want someone to kill me!!
A/N So again, I took a chunk out of this (it was just rambling on Jesse McCartney...)
Also I would like to say that updates will not be more than once a week. The work at school is unbelievable right now and I am finding it harder to have time to write. Second day back and I already recieved to huge assignments to be done in a week - in one freaking subject!
Anyway, review and you'll get a sneak peek of next chapter
XxxNicolexxX