Chapter 8: That's the consequence
Four weeks later:
The brunette got quickly adjusted to all the drama which Waverly offered her. In those four weeks the it-couple, a.k.a. Troy and Sharpay, had been on and off for three times. Currently they were off... Yeah, definitely off since they were on last week.
Miley on the other hand, had auditioned for the lead role in the musical. But there were still no results. And as for Andrew... Well they both decided to let the past be the past.
Gabriella decided to rather go into music than into sports. Occasionally she would help Anderson out with a little coaching, but other than that gymnastics was over for her. Over for good.
As for music... The brunette quickly discovered that music was a very good match for her. Her parents told her once, that her biological mother was a musican. Maybe that's why it felt so natural to her. Playing the piano or the guitar... It felt like she had never done anything else. And Mr. Anderson seemed to notice this as well. That's why he suggested that the class should write a song for the musical.
"We need to find you a boyfriend." Miley said to her brunette friend.
"I'm not into boyfriends. That whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing is not really for me..." Gabriella said as took a bite from her apple.
Their blonde girlfriend walked straight towards them, holding a tablet filled with pasta and fruits.
"We need to find you a boyfriend or all those guys won't stop starring at us." Holly said as she sat down at their lunch table.
"No boyfriend for me."
"Gabriella, " Holly started and leaned forward towards the brunette, "Look around yourself for a second, will ya?"
Gabriella looked around herself and noticed what was so obvious to the other two Waverly girls. Every single guy was starring at her or talking at her or doing both. Even guys who were clearly tied to another girl.
"Fine, I get your point." Gabriella said sighing. "But I don't want a boyfriend."
"Can't you at least date? I mean, no offence I like that guys suddenly notice us..."
"But?" Gabriella asked the blue eyed girl.
"I just want Jason to notice me. I want Jason to ask me out. I want Jason. Not them." she said and brushed through her golden locks, "Urgh, this is so freaking frustrating!"
"Still no word from him?"
"Not a single freaking word. I mean, one day he flirts with me and even makes out with me and the next day he will ignore me and pretend that nothing ever happened!"
Holly stared and Gabriella, who nodded. Clearly, both girls were on the same page.
"What?" Miley asked them.
"Troy." Gabriella said simply.
"He's afraid of him. Afraid of what he is capable of. Because he's capable of a lot." Holly explained to her best friend.
"But isn't he busy with Sharpay? I mean, they've been glued to each other ever since the masquerade ball." Gabriella said.
"Are you jealous?" Miley asked the brunette with a grin on her lips.
"Not jealous." she announced confident.
"Are you sure?"
"Come on, he's just a guy. A guy who is attractive, no doubt. But he's with Sharpay. And she warned me to not get my hands on him. And I'd like to keep it that way. I don't want to cause any trouble."
"And yet you are." Holly said to her.
"How am I causing trouble, if he is with Sharpay?"
Miley smiled softly, "Because darling, it's you he wants. Not her. But you're too stubborn to admit to yourself that you want him as well. And that's why you're causing trouble. He running back and forth, hoping you finally decided whether or not you want to be with him. Because what you do is torture."
"I'm not torturing him. You're interpreting way too much into his actions!"
"I am his sister. If I don't know him, I don't know who does." Miley explained, "Anyways, if you don't want him then you have to send him some kind of signal."
"Signal?"
"You have to date." Holly explained.
"Come on, you guys I'm not in the mood for dating."
"Yet. You haven't even really looked at the guys who walk around, have you?" Holly asked her.
The brunette shrugged, "Perhaps you are right."
"Well what about him?" Miley asked, "One o'clock."
Gabriella turned her head around and looked at a guy with dark hair and bright blue eyes. He was sitting three tables away from them. "What's his name?"
"That would be Clay Johnson. His father is a surgeon and his mother a lawyer. He has pretty good genes."
"He's cute." Gabriella said smiling.
"He's hot." Holly corrected the brunette. "What about three o'clock?" she asked her.
She looked at a blonde guy with piercy green eyes. He was clearly an athlete and talking to his friends about some game.
"Not as cute as Clay, but definitely an eyecatcher. Name?"
"Michael Smith." Miley said to her, "Last girlfriend was one of Sharpay's army friends."
"Really? Does that mean he's of limits for me as well?"
Miley shrugged, "No idea. I guess you'll have to try if you want to know."
The bell rang and Gabriella walked out of the chemistry room, knowing that this was it for today. School was over. This week of school was behind her.
Students stormed out of their classrooms, looking forward for the weekend. The brunette bumped into a stranger, "Oh I'm sorry."
The red haired guy with dark blue eyes turned around, "You're Gabriella."
"Yes, that's me."
"No, I mean you're Gabriella. As in Gabriella."
"Yeah, that would be me." the brunette nodded a little confussed.
"I'm Kiwi."
"Nice to meet you." the brunette said smiling.
"Gabriella, are you interested in writing some freaking good music?"
"Well-"
"No I already know that you write songs. I heard you writing once in the theater. One hell of a song, but this voice! This voice is even better then the song."
"Thanks I-"
"You have to work with us."
"Us?"
"Chad and me. We are working on some songs. We want to get a record deal. And your voice would be perfect."
"What about Miley? She's a better singer than I am."
"She's busy with the musical. So is every other person who thinks they can sing. But you, well you are perfect for us!"
"But I am not a singer."
"Says you. I say you are amazing. How about we meet up on monday in 546 after school? We'll show you our stuff and you can decide then. No pressure."
The brunette nodded, "Alright. See you then Kiwi."
"You won't regret it, I promise." Kiwi said before the Irish guy walked away from the brunette.
"Gabriella!" someone called her name.
The brunette turned around, "Oh hi Jason."
"Was that just Kiwi?"
"Yeah."
"What did he want?"
"Oh, nothing... We just talked, that's all."
"How are you?"
"I'm fine. What about you?"
"Oh you know... Are you still single?"
The brunette gave the greened eyed guy a look.
"I'm not asking for me. Clay seems interested in you."
"Who's Clay?" she asked him confused, "Is he in any of my classes?"
"He says he has Spanish with you."
"Any more details you can give me on Clay?"
"Yeah." he said and turned the brunette around, "The guy in the light blue oxford shirt."
Gabriella's eyes stared at the guy who was clearly talking with his friends about something funny. The black haired guy with bright blue eyes showed his million dollar smile as he laughed with a couple of guys. He had the most perfect teeth and his short hair was gelled up. It was the same guy as earlier in the cafeteria. He was just another hot student on Waverly. This school seemed to have every single hot guy alive.
"Does he live on campus?" she asked him casually.
"No. Sadly, we would be great roommates. Are you interested?"
Clay's eyes catched the brunette standing about 30 meters away from him. His eyes clearly undressed the brunette with only just one look from him. The blue eyed guy's smile froze as his eyes saw the brunette talking to one of his friends.
The brunette smiled back at Clay, "Tell him to give me a call." she said before the two of them continued to walk down the hall. "Listen, what's the deal with you and Bolton? No one has informed me about that yet." she asked him as they walked down the halls of Waverly.
"Well Bolton and me used to be friends once. Not very closely, but yeah we were friends."
"What happened?"
"Sharpay."
"Seriously? You guys are not friends anymore because of that bitch?"
"Well not only because of Sharpay. But Sharpay was the trigger."
"What's the story then?"
"Troy knew that I was into her. But he got her before me. And well then I went out with a couple of Sharpay's girlfriends. You know, for fun. And one night we all went to the pier. Where we decided to steal a yacht. Well not steal, we just wanted to borrow it..."
"And then the police caught you guys."
"They all got out without any complications - all but me. Troy blamed me."
"Seriously? How cruel."
"Yeah and ever since he betrayed me... We go our separate ways."
"Do you know it was him for sure?"
He shrugged, "He was the only who could do such a cruel thing." he said as they walked pass Troy, who was watching them talking. "But what's the deal between you and Bolton?"
"There's nothing between us."
"Oh, I just saw the way he looked at you."
"Doesn't matter. He has that drama thing with Sharpay. On and off and on again... Way too much drama."
"So you would go out with him if there weren't the drama?"
She shrugged, "Don't know."
"Mhm, interesting..." Jason said grinning.
"What?"
"You like him."
"Well I don't like him the way every other girl is crazy about him. I just think he's nice."
"You realize that you just called a bad boy nice."
"I know..." she said smiling and saw a man standing in front of her black Mercedes. A dark blonde man with bright blue eyes.
"Listen, we should meet up tonight. We can have a movie night."
The brunette turned around to look at Jason, "Sure, I'll invite Holly as well. Perhaps you could get a little closer to Miley." she said smiling.
He nodded and noticed the man. "Hey, isn't that-"
"See you later, Jason." Gabriella said and quickly walked to her car. "What are you doing here?"
"You didn't answer my calls. That's the consequence." the British man said.
"I have my reason to not call you back, Sasha." the brunette said and brushed through her dark brown locks.
"How could you do this to the girls?" he asked her, "You didn't even talk to them. You betrayed them the worst you could."
"Oh you're one to talk to, Sasha. You're in this as well. If our secret got out... Then both of our careers ended. Both of them!"
"Gabriella-"
"No. I announced my resignment on my website. And it was enough. I wanted to have as less media attention as possible. In order to have a normal life here."
"You belong to gymnastics. Not to this."
"No, I belong right here. Going to a regular school is the best which happened to me."
"It's only a matter of time until the girls find you."
"Let them find me. I will tell them exactly what I've told you: Leave me alone."
"You know I can't do that..."
"You had no problem letting Emily go. She decides to quit and you act like she never even was a part of the Rock."
"You have to come back to Boulder, Colorado."
"I have to do nothing but go to school here."
"You're not even happy here. There's always going to be a part of you which will miss gymnastics. You're the most talented gymnast I've ever worked with. You took every risk there was. Nothing was too risky for you. You didn't attend a competition to get a 10, no you attended to get an 11 at the scores. How can you throw it away like that?"
"You know exactly why I've thrown it away. Let me go, Sasha."
The British man sighed and ran his fingers through his short blonde hair, "Just tell me, was the child mine?"
The brunette shook her head, "No, it was not your's."
He nodded, "Well then, I wish you all the best, Gabriella. You're welcome to come back. Any time."
"I will visit you guys at a couple of competition if I have time." she said and hugged Sasha. "Don't beat yourself up for losing me. You've gained a part of yourself back when you lost me." she whispered into his ear.
"Goodbye Gabriella." he whispered back and pulled a hair strand out of her face.
"Goodbye Sasha." she said before she got into her car and drove of.
The 20 minutes drive to their apartment was filled with thoughts for the former gymnast - and even a couple of tears rolled down her cheeks. He shouldn't have visit her. He shouldn't have showed her that he actually cared for her. Not in this way. And what would she tell her when the girls were here?
She couldn't lie to them. Not in their faces. And if she told them the truth... Then they really thought she would have betrayed them.
"Hey Miley!" she called as she opened the door.
"What's up, Gabi?" she asked her looking up from her biology book.
"We're hosting a movie night tonight. Holly will come over...and Jason."
"Jason? Here?" she asked her surprised. "How did you do that?"
She shrugged, "Talked to him. You should try it."
"Oh you have it easy. Every guy wants to talk to you... Share their thoughts with you..."
"That's not true. There's at least one guy who doesn't want to talk to me."
"Oh are you referring to my stepbrother? I may not know what happened between you guys while you were in the woods, but you kinda changed him."
"Nothing happened and I didn't change him."
"Oh no but you did. He said that this break up with Sharpay was the last one. For good. He says he's sick of her."
"Wait, he broke up with her? Like today?"
Miley nodded, "Broke up with her. For good."
"Yeah right... Since when do you guys talk anyways?"
"We may not talk very often, but once we do we talk a lot. About everything."
"Everything? Does that mean Jason's a topic as well?"
She nodded, "I don't have secrets with him. Unlike him."
"He has secrets?"
"You are one of his secrets."
"I am not a secret. There can not be a secret, because we did nothing wrong."
The blue eyed girl shrugged, "All I know is that he knows something about you, which he won't tell me."
"But I didn't tell him anything about... Oh." she said now knowing what he refered to. Anderson.
"See? You are one of his secrets." she said smiling and closed her book, "So what movies will we watch?"
"Horror movies of course. That way you can make out with Jason, while the rest of us is too scared to notice."
"Mind if I invite Troy?"
"Why?"
"I just want to try something out..."
"Okay, sure... I don't mind."
"So you have no feelings towards him?"
"He might have 'saved' me, as he would like to call it, in the woods, but he's not a hero to me. He's just a boy."
"Have you seen him since what happened in the woods?"
The brunette shook her head, "No. I mean, I did see him talking to Sharpay. But we didn't talk. Except for the conversation at the ball... But that doesn't even count as a conversation."
Miley smiled, "I think he likes you."
"And I think you're talking bullshit."
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Xoxo Nic
