I am so, so, so, so, so sorry for my long absence from this story. My life has been so horribly hectic but I've finally managed to get out another chapter and I plan to continue on. Now that I have more time to think I can start planning again. Once again I am so sorry. Anyways here's the next chapter.

Chapter 7

Troy lay asleep in his bed, tossing and turning every now and then and muttering incoherent things in his sleep. This was most unusual as Troy rarely, if ever, got nightmares, even when he was a child. However something had him thinking the worst as he began to get steadily worse in his sleep. Finally he shot up in bed, sweaty and shaking and let out a startled scream. He sat there trying to catch his breath, hoping he hadn't woken up his mother and father. Thankfully he hadn't. He pushed the covers off his body and pulled on an undershirt before walking out of his room and towards the kitchen. It was a Saturday today so it didn't matter if he was up late or not. Once in the kitchen he leaned on the counter still sweating. Glancing at the clock he noticed it was 2:30am. He let out an annoyed sigh before going to the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water. He closed the fridge and began to drink his water, only to look over and see the very person who had been plaguing his thoughts standing right in front of him. Her beautiful tanned skin reflecting the moon that was shining in from the window, her nightgown flowing gently around her.

"Wait, where's the wind?" he questioned. "Gabriella? How…what are you…?"

She walked up to him and pressed a finger to his lips, quickly quieting him. She then led him back up the stairs and into his room. She closed his door and then placed her self onto his bed. Troy's eyes were nearly out of his head by now as Gabriella beckoned him closer. She didn't speak, just merely looked at him, inviting him to her. It took him two steps before he was at her side and kissing her. She smiled and then took his hand placing it on the side of her leg. She slowly guided it up towards her body. Troy was sweating, nervous as he slowly inched the nightgown up. Closer. Closer.

"TROY!"

He groaned as he opened his eyes, noticing the sunlight streaming in from his window. Gabriella was nowhere in sight and his mother was standing above him, her hands on her hips.

"It's almost 10:00am," she scolded. "Get up!"

He groaned again and his mother smirked. She walked out of the room leaving Troy to skulk about not being able to finish his dream. Troy was usually a very quiet sleeper but she'd picked up a few things she had been saying in his sleep and she could put two and two together. Troy, after much annoyance at being woken up from his pleasant dream, got a cold shower and dressed quickly before heading down to the kitchen again. His mother had already left and his father was out again. He didn't mind being home by himself; he actually preferred it. He went about getting himself something to eat and getting his cup of coffee before sitting down and flipping on the news.

"Weather…News…Stock…Crap," he thought turning off the TV.

He bit into his breakfast, getting lost into his thoughts. He knew he liked Gabriella…he liked her a lot, but this had been the first time he could remember vividly dreaming about a girl. He suddenly shot up the stairs and pulled his blankets and comforter down, checking them all, sighing in relief.

"Thank God," he thought, heading back to the kitchen. "That would have been embarrassing."

Continuing his thought process he was unaware of the visitor in his house. Chad just sat there, watching Troy think.

"Dude, she has seriously got you whipped," he said finally, making Troy flinch horribly at the sudden unexpected noise.

Chad laughed at Troy while Troy glared at him for scaring him like that. He then proceeded to steal Troy's food and eat it while Troy drank his coffee.

"I am not whipped," he said finally.

"Dude you're always thinking about her," said Chad. "Tell me, if she asked you for anything in the world, you wouldn't go out of your way to get it for her?"

Troy looked thoughtful for a minute before suddenly realizing Chad was right. If Gabriella asked him for anything he would go out of his way to get whatever she asked for. He shrugged and looked to Chad.

"At least I have a girlfriend who would be there for me no matter what decision I made," he shot back. "What about you huh? I've seen you getting comfortable with Taylor every now and then."

"Dude," warned Chad. "I do not like Taylor. She is so infuriating. One minute she's all angry and defensive around me and then next she's all weepy and emotional. Then she's having a serious conversation with me and then going back to angry and defensive."

Troy just laughed as they headed out to the backyard court to play some hoops. Chad was in to Taylor and Troy knew it.

"But how to get them together?" he thought as Chad tried to score on him.

Gabriella sat at the Electronic Café with Taylor, as the two began to work on their Physics paper. Gabriella had noticed some things about her friend and she thought now was the time to act upon it.

"So Taylor," she said, casually, not looking up from her work. "What do you think of Chad?"

Taylor glanced up from the computer she was working on, fixing Gabriella with a very cold and menacing stare. Gabriella gulped slightly; glad that looks really couldn't kill.

"He's an egotistical, lunkhead Neanderthal," she answered. "End of story."

Taylor went back to her work, while Gabriella started trying to find a way to get into her friends defences. She looked up again to see Taylor looking at her again.

"You're not going to drop the subject are you?" she asked, clearly annoyed.

"No," she admitted. "You seemed to be cozy with him at the mall and then at lunch…"

"You saw that?" said Taylor, sounding anguished.

"Yes I did," she said, matter-of-factly. "Now spill Taylor."

Taylor sighed and looked around to make sure no one else was listening in on them. She then turned to Gabriella.

"He's had some charming moments," she admitted. "But he's just so self absorbed and always talking about basketball. Like it's a religion or something."

"Well basketball is what he wants in life Tay," Gabriella pointed out. "He's been working just as hard as Troy has to get a scholarship to U of A."

"I understand that," she said. "But does he not realize that there is more to life than basketball? He just infuriates me so much. One second he's all charming, sweet and kind and the next he's back to basketball this and basketball that. He makes me so frustrated and annoyed!"

Gabriella knew her friend was torn between trying for it or completely ignoring him so she quickly marked off her spot in the book and came over to Taylor.

"All right Taylor, clearly you like him," she said.

"I do not!" Taylor spoke, stubbornly. "He's nothing but an idiot with good looks."

"Give him a bit of credit Tay, he is passing all his classes," she pointed out.

"I meant he's an idiot when it comes to women," said Taylor.

"Well most guys are," Gabriella said, matter-of-factly.

"Troy seems well informed on how to treat a woman," said Taylor, trying to change the subject.

"Troy's not what we're here discussing," said Gabriella. "Now Chad clearly likes you, but you've made the poor boy so nervous he probably doesn't want to even try to ask you. So why don't you ask him?"

"Me?" she said, shocked. "Ask Chad out? No way girl. Absolutely no way."

Gabriella smiled and then placed her hand on Taylor's shoulder. However her phone went off making the two girls jump.

"God can Troy not go without talking to you for like a day?" asked Taylor, clearly annoyed.

Gabriella giggled and looked at the text message from Troy.

'Hey Brie. Looks like I got some juicy dirt on Chad. He likes Taylor and from the way Taylor's been acting she likes him to.'

She smirked and began texting him back.

'Oh Taylor likes Chad all right. Let's meet up at the park. Tell Chad you're meeting with me by the swings and you'll be back in a second, meanwhile I'll tell Taylor to meet you by the swing and that I'll be back in a second.'

'Sounds like a plan Brie. I'll have him there in 10 minutes.'

Gabriella closed her phone and looked at Taylor

"Taylor you like Chad," she said. "It's way to obvious to me. How about we take your mind off it. Troy's offered to take us out to get Ice Cream…no one can resist Ice Cream."

Taylor smirked and nodded.

"Alright, I like Ice Cream anyways," she said. "Where we meeting him?"

"The Park, by the swings," she answered, gathering her stuff together.

The two girls left the café and walked to the park. However before they made it to the swing Gabriella gasped.

"Oh no my phone!" she said. "I must have left it back at the café. I have to go back and get it, or my mother will kill me. Go meet Troy at the swings and I'll be right back ok?"

Gabriella ran off back the way they had come as Taylor continued to the swings. She sat down and waited for Troy to show up.

"Crap!" said Troy suddenly, before entering the Park.

"What?" asked Chad.

"I left my wallet back at the house," he said. "Can't get anything without money. I'll run back and get it, you meet Gabriella at the swings and tell her I'll be back in a second ok?"

Troy ran off towards his house, Chad just shrugging and walking towards the swings. However upon getting there he noticed Taylor sitting there alone and no Gabriella in sight. Taylor looked up to see Chad.

"Umm," she said. "Last time I checked you weren't Troy. He promised me Ice Cream!"

"Well last time I checked you weren't Gabriella," he shot back. "She said she'd help me with my lady problems."

Taylor looked at him before suddenly smirking. Chad had caught on to.

"Those…I can't believe Troy did this to me!" he said, throwing his hands up. "They set us up."

"Yes," admitted Taylor. "Yes they did."

Chad came over and sat down on the swing beside Taylor, watching her for a few minutes. Finally both of them broke the silence.

"Do you like me?" they both asked. "I asked you first!" they continued. "That's not fair…Stop that!"

The two of them smiled and began laughing at each other. Finally Chad spoke up.

"Look at us, we're speaking at the same time, the exact same thing," he said. "Listen Taylor, I'm not sure how you feel about me but I like you. Maybe as more than a friend."

She smiled and nodded.

"I feel the same way," she said. "But…if we're going to try this then there are rules to follow."

He groaned but nodded anyways.

"One. Basketball is not my life. I don't mind hearing about it but there are more important things in life. Two. Calling me names stops now…unless they are sweet nicknames. Three. Have I already mentioned the Basketball thing?" she said, making a sarcastic thinking gesture.

Chad smiled and nodded.

"Alright, I can tone down on the Basketball talk," he said. "Truthfully I brought it up because it's my safety zone as Gabriella calls it. The one thing I'm comfortable with and when I get into situations where I'm uncomfortable I start talking basketball."

She smiled and got up, looping their arms. She began to lead him out of the park.

"Come on…let's get some Ice Cream."

Troy and Gabriella watched Chad and Taylor walking off together and smiled.

"That worked better than I thought it would," admitted Troy.

Gabriella smiled and leaned her head on Troy's shoulder as they walked towards his house. He wrapped his arm around her, bringing her in closer.

"You know, I never really thought I'd be here, until I was like 30 or something," she said to him softly. "I always thought love would take so long to find."

He grinned and glanced at her.

"I can assure you I never thought I'd find love," he said. "I'm glad I was proven wrong."

He came in front of her and smiled, the two leaning in for a kiss.

"TROY…GABRIELLA!"

"Gotta go," they both said, jetting away in different directions from Chad and Taylor, who were now chasing after their respected friend.

School the next day was difficult for Troy. For some strange reason…and it was strange, he felt that Gabriella just didn't like him anymore. She hadn't acted any differently around him; as a matter of fact they'd just finished sharing a secret kiss before class started. He was now working drills with the team in Gym class, but missing more shots than he was scoring. Chad had been looking at him funny all day to, but Troy hadn't said anything. He just got more and more frustrated. Coach blew the whistle, his eyes narrowed and angry.

"That practice was absolutely the worst session I have seen since we first started," he snarled. He glanced at Troy angrily. "Troy! What is going on with you?"

"It's nothing," he said, quickly. "I just…I'm not all there today. Sorry."

The team watched him walk off, clearly annoyed at his dad. Chad took off after him, leaving behind a confused team and Coach Bolton.

"Dude seriously what's up" asked Chad.

"It's…Gabriella," said Troy, pacing the floor of the locker room. "I think she's getting bored of me. I'm to predictable or something."

"Why would you think that man?"

"I don't know," he sighed frustrated. "I just don't know. It's this feeling I have. Like maybe she might find somebody else better than me…that I'm boring her now."

"This is Gabriella we're talking about here man, just talk to her and ask her straight up about your relationship. You've been dating since Thanksgiving; it's almost the end of March."

He nodded to Chad, knowing his friend was right. It still didn't make him feel any better. He didn't understand why he felt like this. Gabriella hadn't said anything and, he knew her well enough that she'd speak to him about it first before anything else. So why did he feel like this?

Gabriella was in the Yearbook class, working on the few layouts she had in front of her. Taylor was off looking over some of the other layouts, spell checking and editing. She let a soft sigh escape her as she continued to work. Troy was acting odd before class started. She didn't know why. They'd had a wonderful time during the weekend…after they had escaped Taylor and Chad of course, but now she just felt like…maybe he was…going to break up with her. Taylor came back to see Gabriella lost in thought and a little upset looking.

"Hey everything ok?" she asked.

"I don't know," she said. "Troy's been acting all weird around me. Like maybe he's guilty of something."

Taylor looked at her and grinned.

"Ok so maybe I don't know Troy as well as I thought…but you're the first girl I've seen him with that he's completely gone gaga over. Have you seen the boy's locker?"

Gabriella looked at Taylor, one eyebrow rising up in confusion.

"Girl he's got pictures of you covering every square inch of the inside door," she said. "If you're away for a day he always stares at the pictures for like 4 minutes before darting to class. Nobody has ever seen Troy like this before. So if he is guilty it's of something stupid."

Gabriella nodded in agreement. It probably was just some stupid silly reason to feel guilty or afraid. She went back to work, smiling again. She'd talk to him at free period.

Ohh I like what I see, I like it a lot is it absolutely fabulous?

Sharpay was singing to herself, watching the crowds of people going by when Troy came walking into the hallway.

"Absolutely."

She watched him walk to his locker before Gabriella appeared through the main doors. Sharpay looked at her and snarled.

"NOT!"

Everyone looked at her and then Gabriella gave her a glare. She would have ignored her but Sharpay was pointing now. Gabriella looked at her shirt, her pants. Nothing wrong there. She turned around and backed up a few steps. Stacey Emris was standing behind her, smiling. Within what felt like seconds, Taylor and Chad, Troy, Ryan and Sharpay were all at her side. The cheerleaders walked past them, as if they owned the place.

"I thought she got kicked out permanently?" said Chad.

Stacey turned and looked at him.

"It helps when your 'Daddy' knows the right people," she grinned. "I'll see you around Troy."

Troy glared at her as she walked on. He could feel the intensive heat waves of anger flowing from Sharpay.

"That's IT!" she screamed, stomping off. "There's room for only one bitch, and that's me! RYAN!"

"Coming," he said quickly, following after Sharpay.

Troy hugged Gabriella closer to him, his face close to her neck. She let out a heavy sigh.

"Great, one more thing we didn't need stalking the halls. The creature from the Black Lagoon," she spoke.

"I wouldn't worry about Stacey," said Troy. "I think she'll be more than occupied by whatever Sharpay's going to do to her."

She nodded and then looked up at Troy.

"Is there something wrong?" she asked him.

"No, why would anything be wrong?" he answered with a question of his own.

"You just…seem a little tense…unsure," she observed.

"It's nothing really," he said. "Just some odd feelings I had but Chad helped me through it. Actually now that you mention it I have something to tell you."

She turned around so they were face to face looking at each other.

"Just before Winter Break finished you asked me a serious question," he said.

"Yes, yes I did," she nodded. "Usted me ama?"

He grinned at her.

"Si."

She blinked stupidly for a second.

"Troy for all you know I could have said are you stupid and you just said yes," she pointed out.

"Usted me ama means do you love me," he said to her. "Yes Gabriella. I do."

She looked even more dumbfounded. He'd actually gone to figure out what that meant and he had just said he loved her.

"Gabriella, yo nunca encantará nadie tanto como te quiero," he spoke, fluently.

Gabriella shuddered in his arms. His Spanish wasn't perfect, obviously…but the way his deep, but velvet voice spoke the words to her it was better than anything she could ever imagine. She kissed him this time, and Troy knew instantly his feelings that Gabriella was bored of him were wrong.

Gabriella was in the kitchen cooking when the door closed in the front hall.

"Mama, is that you?" she called out.

"Si honey," she called back "You have some mail sweetheart."

She placed the lid on top of the pot and then walked over to her mom. She took the mail and looked it over. She looked happily at her mom before tearing the official looking letter open from Stanford.

"Dear Miss. Montez, it is with our greatest pleasure to inform you that you have been accepted at Stanford University next fall and are eligible for the early admissions program starting in April. If you will be attending please mail us your response no later than March 16th. Thank you," she read out loud.

Her mom hugged her.

"I'm so proud of you Gabriella," she said. "You've always wanted Stanford and now you finally got it."

Gabriella nodded and smiled at her mom but deep down…she felt like this was all wrong. She'd just gotten her life going in the direction she wanted…no fate was trying to take it away from her. No nobody could ever find out about this. Her mother looked at her, noticing Gabriella didn't seem to be as thrilled as she should be.

"Sweetheart," she spoke softly. "This has always been your dream, since you were a little girl. Why don't you seem happy about it?"

"I…I am happy mama," she said. "Going into a bit of shock I think."

She took a deep breath and smiled to her mom. She ran off to get the dinner ready so it wouldn't burn, looking excited for her mom. Stanford had been her biggest dream…but that would mean leaving Troy and all her friends behind. She quickly put the dinner out onto plates and served it, eating with her mom.

"Mama," she said finally.

Maria looked up at her daughter. Curious as to what her daughter was going to say.

"Mama…when Winter Break ended I asked him a question," she said. "I asked him usted me ama?"

Maria dropped her fork but still listened.

"He didn't know how to answer and I told him that he'd need to figure it out on his own before he got really serious with me," she explained.

Maria nodded. This seemed a reasonable request.

"Mama…he answered me today," she whispered. "Mama…he said, Gabriella, yo nunca encantará nadie tanto como te quiero."

"Did…did he say that in Spanish to you?" she asked, her voice soft.

"Yes Mama…I found out Troy's been taking Spanish classes and Night School courses to learn our language," she explained. "How can I leave him now?"

Maria went back to eating, unable to answer her daughter. She'd grown up believing that when you found that one person in the world, you would always know. There was no explanation for it…but you knew. Gabriella and Troy were almost inseparable.

Gabriella entered school the next day, her head filled with thoughts of last night and everything that had happened. It was like that one piece of paper had just put the entire world onto her back. She slowly went into her locker, still quietly thinking when she felt a pair of hands grab her waist and a pair of lips touch her neck. She let a smile grace her lips as she turned to find Troy standing there, looking very happy.

"Hey Brie," he said softly. "You look kind of down today."

"Do I?" she questioned, though it was half hearted.

"What's wrong?" he asked her.

She shook her head and grabbed her bag, closing her locker door and walking with him to her class. How could she tell him, the one boy she loved more than anything, that in less than a month she'd be gone?

"Gabby?" he questioned.

"Hmm?" she said snapping out of it.

"I asked if you'd like to meet me in our secret place?" he asked. "During free period?"

"Oh, yeah ok," she said smiling. "Sorry I had a rough night last night. I'm a bit out of it."

He rubbed her shoulders as they sat in homeroom, waiting for the bell to ring and for Darbus to take attendance. She leaned back while he rubbed her shoulders. Taylor and Kelsie looked at her, smiling at each other. Darbus came in and did her usual over the top ranting. Gabriella wasn't paying attention. She had so much on her mind right now, but more importantly just how good it felt to her for Troy to message her shoulders. She smiled at him warmly when he stopped.

"Thanks Wildcat, that felt nice," she said. "I feel a little better now."

"Glad to be of service," he responded back.

The bell rang, to which everyone got up and herded out to their classes, Gabriella behind as usual. Troy was waiting outside of class with Chad.

"Girl why are you so slow today…and you look so sad?" said Taylor.

"It's…" started Gabriella. "I got…my acceptance letter last night."

"For where?"

"Stanford…and I also made early admittance to."

"Girl that's amazing, why are you down because of that?"

"I'd have to leave Taylor," she said. "Everyone I've grown attached to, Troy, all my friends. I wouldn't get to go to prom, or graduate properly…"

"Whoa, whoa Gabriella, girl slow down," said Taylor. "Ok, I understand. It's hard to let it all go. But this is like a once in a lifetime opportunity you're just willing to throw away here. Can you really do that?"

Gabriella sighed. Taylor was right, why was making a decision like this so hard for her. Did she want Stanford or did she want Troy. She knew either way she couldn't have both. There was just no way around it. Long distance relationships never worked out, plus it would put them both into temptation to easily.

"Gabriella, listen. I know how much Stanford means to you, it's all you've ever talked about," said Taylor. "Coming here…meeting Troy, it changed everything for you. I'm not your mom but the only advice I can give to you that means anything is follow your heart. What do you want? Troy…or Stanford?"

Taylor sat with Troy, and Ryan at the lunch table, contemplating quite a few things. One, would Gabriella tell her when she decided? Two, what was taking her friends so long to get here and three…why was Troy looking at Ryan like that? Troy sat in his seat, his eyes on Ryan the entire time. Ryan, doing his best to ignore it was shuffling uncomfortably in his seat. Finally, Ryan spoke up…well squeaked actually.

"Why are you staring at me like that Troy?" he asked.

"Seriously man…why do you dress like that?" Troy asked finally.

This question had Taylor looking at Troy like he'd just sprouted a second head and a third arm.

"Umm…Sharpay?" Ryan offered weakly.

"Nuh-uh no way," he said. "I can't let a fellow Wildcat suffer like that."

He stood up, looking out over the cafeteria. He put his hands in a circle like a megaphone and shouted.

"Wildcats! Gym, 5 minutes. Now!"

The team, spread out throughout the cafeteria got up and started heading out, Troy with the help of Chad and Jason, grabbed Ryan and began walking to the Gym.

"Troy? Troy! TROY!" shouted Taylor to no avail. "Ok seriously what is up with that boy?"

"No, Troy…dudes what are you doing? Let me go. Where are you taking me?" said Ryan weakly as he tried to get out of the basketball teams grip.

"Just calm down and sit still. It'll be over in a minute," said Troy.

The team arrived in the gym and headed off for the change rooms, locking the doors before turning on Ryan. Ryan gulped, not sure if this was exactly where he wanted to be.

"Alright team, hit the lockers. Bring back all the clothes you can find. It's time we give little Miss. Priss a lesson. Don't mess with a Wildcat," said Chad.

Gabriella came running into the cafeteria looking a little dazed but just as perky as before. Taylor glared, her arms folded as she tapped her foot.

"What's up Taylor?" Gabriella asked, suddenly worried. "Did I miss something?"

"Yeah…your boy there just came in and grabbed Ryan Evans and then took off with the basketball team into the boys locker room. God only knows what they're doing to him in there," she said, sounding worried.

Sharpay came walking up to them, looking as arrogant as always.

"Have either of you two seen my brother?" she asked them. "He was supposed to meet me here."

"Well Sharpay," started Taylor before the team came back.

Ryan was standing beside Troy, wearing baggy jeans, a muscle shirt that was revealed by the unzipped Wildcat hoodie. The team and Ryan were all laughing at something.

"Oh no he didn't," said Taylor, looking at the scene.

"Oh no," groaned Gabriella.

"RYAN!" screeched Sharpay.

"Hey sis, listen that whole matching wardrobe thing we had going on…yeah that's not gonna happen anymore," said Ryan, grinning. "I like the new me. Troy, Chad and I are gonna hit the mall after to get me a whole new wardrobe."

Sharpay looked between Troy, Chad and Ryan, before repeating the pattern. Gabriella could literally see the steam coming from her ears. Taylor and Gabby began to back up quickly as Sharpay began shaking furiously. She looked up at the ceiling and let out an ear splitting scream of fury.

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"

By the time school ended Gabriella could officially say she felt sorry for Sharpay, who looked like she was going to have another seizure. The girl looked like she'd lost her best friend as she moped around the school. Against Taylor's obvious wishes to avoid Sharpay, Gabriella approached her now, worried and just a little frightened.

"Sharpay?" she asked quietly.

The blonde turned to look at Gabriella, her eyes red and her entire complexion ruined. Why on earth was she so upset over her brother's fashion change?

"What!" she snapped. "Come to get your boyfriend to ruin something else for me?"

"Sharpay seriously," she said. "It's Ryan's choice if he wants to change his clothing styles. You can't control everyone and it's about time you learned that. Ryan is not your slave; he's not your servant or your personal poodle, he's your brother and all your doing is damaging the only person who will always be there for you through everything. So don't you dare go ranting to me about something as stupid as a wardrobe change you uptight bitch!"

Gabriella turned on her heel and walked off, leaving Sharpay behind to soak in her own juices so to speak. She opened her locker and grabbed her books before heading outside again and walking towards her home. Her heels clicked on the cement as her hair blew behind her in the gentle wind. She wasn't aware of the car driving behind her. Suddenly Gabriella screamed as the pink car came crashing into her, making her hit a light post and then smack into the ground hard. The car backed up and then the door opened. A girl with blonde hair got out and approached Gabriella. Her arm was twisted awkwardly and her head was bleeding badly. Smiling at her handiwork she walked off again back to her car and driving away. Unknown to her, Kelsie Neilson had been coming from the other side and had video taped the whole thing. Once the car was gone she pulled out her phone.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"My friend's been hit by a car, deliberately. Please hurry I'm the corner of Copper Avenue and Oriente Avenue, close to East High," she cried dropping her phone. "Gabby, please oh god Gabby can you hear me?"

Troy walked down the street with the basketball team laughing when he suddenly saw the Ambulance there, loading someone there and Kelsie in the middle of it all, crying.

"What's going on?" he said, heading over fast.

It was there he noticed that the person being loaded into the Ambulance was Gabriella. His heart stopped and his body shook violently.

"NO!" he screamed, lunging towards her. "What the hell happened?"

"Sharpay," cried Kelsie. "Sharpay hit her with her car. It was deliberate. I got the whole thing on film."

"Excuse me sir you can't be here," said the cop. "Please get behind the yellow tape."

"That's my girlfriend!" he shouted at her. "I'm going with her."

She let him through and kept the rest of the students behind the line while the ambulance closed its doors and drove off towards the hospital. The cop then turned to Kelsie.

"You say you have this hit and run on film?" she asked.

"Yes," she answered. "Yes I have it here on my phone. It was Sharpay Evans. She's the only one in this world with a pink car that has a license plate saying Fabulous!"

Sharpay held her purse at her side as she walked through the halls of the school heading towards her car. She opened her bag rummaging around inside before stopping and going through it even more. Finally she looked up.

"Where the hell are my car keys?"

And that's the latest chapter of Ain't No Particular Way. I will begin work on the next chapter and hopefully get back on track of having it up every Friday starting next week. Until then R&R and I'll post soon.