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The answer to the trivia question was 8-8. This chapter is dedicated to Corbin's My Man, TimsQuerida, i.heart.hsm, movieXpenguinX153, and PaNtHeReYe7k for getting the trivia question right!

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Troy sped out of his house quickly not, wasting anytime in searching for Gabriella. He felt his cell phone bounce in his pocket as he rushed to his car.

He stopped when he had buckled his seatbelt and had one hand on the wheel. Does Brie really want to see me? Should I just turn around and go home, she did say never to talk to her again, it would make their tutoring sessions very awkward. How are you supposed to tutor someone with no communication? This brought a frown to his face and, surprisingly, tears to his eyes. He did not let them fall, no! Yes, he was Troy Bolton, playboy of East High, the one who had fallen for a brainy new girl, but he was not a cry baby.

He gripped his steering wheel, as he turned on his car. Suddenly he felt nervous. He felt nervous about where Gabriella was, he was nervous about whether Gabriella would want to talk to him or not, but mostly he was just nervous about seeing her. She was the only person that had that effect on him; she made him feel self-conscious, and it made Troy uneasy when he did not have control.

After a few hours of searching, Troy walked into the gym, hoping to find Gabriella there, but it was deserted, everyone was gone for winter break. As he walked back out through the gym doors, his cell phone rang.

"Hello?" Troy answered, staring his way down the hall, "Oh hi Mrs. Montez." There was a short pause, "No, I still haven't seen or heard from her. I'll tell you if anything new happens," He sounded distressed, but his tone quickly changed to annoyed, "No I'm not her boyfriend, why does everyone say that? Goodbye Mrs. Montez."

He was getting tired and Gabriella was no where to be seen, "Brie!" He called, hoping, if she was there, that she could hear him.

He waited a minute and started to make his way over to the exit, but he heard a fait voice yelling, "TROY!?!?"

He stopped dead in his tracks and turned around, "Gabriella?!"

"Troy! Please help, get me out of here! Sharpay!" Gabriella shouted, not composing complete sentences.

"Where are you?" Troy said, trying to follow her voice.

"I'm in the storage closet, next to the water fountain!" Gabi yelled.

He knew exactly what she was talking about, he had many a make out session in that closet, which strangely he wasn't proud of anymore, "I'm coming!"

He reached the door and knocked on it, "Brie, are you in there?"

"Troy, please, get me out!" Gabriella cried, thankful she would be out soon.

Troy jiggled the handle while pushing and pulling the door, "Gabriella! It's locked!"

Gabi smacked her hand to her forehead; no duh...maybe this would take longer than she thought.

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"Taylor…?" Chad asked as they searched the park for Gabriella.

"Yes Chad?"

"I was, umm…it's just that I…I wanted to know if you…if you, umm…"

"If I what Chad?" Taylor asked, slightly annoyed at how he was dragging this out. They were supposed to be looking for Gabi!

"If you had a good time at the dance with Ryan…" Chad asked at quickly as he could, but Taylor still managed to catch was he was saying.

She stopped walking to look at him, to study his face and see if he was serious, "Yes I had a wonderful time!"

Chad looked down sadly; feeling his heart sink, "Oh…" was all he said.

They both stood there for a minute with his head hanging and her hands on her hips, staring at his face, waiting for him to make eye contact. He didn't, and she knew that he probably wouldn't try.

"Well we still have to find Gabi, so…" Chad announced, as he started to walk forward, but he felt a light tug on his sleeve, making him turn around.

"Chad," Taylor said, as he turned around, he still was looking down. She sighed, her hand still on his arm, and firmly stated, "Chad." This made him look up and finally meet her eyes. Taylor looked at him, feeling sad herself and whispered, "I would have had an even greater time if I had gone with you…" Chad eyes instantly grew brighter, but he still said nothing, "…why didn't you just ask me?"

Suddenly finding his voice, Chad spoke up, "I wanted to ask you! I really, really did!"

"Then why didn't you!" Taylor almost screamed, growing impatient. She took a step forward, towards him, so theirs faces were only inches apart, showing him she meant business.

He faltered only for a second before saying, "…because of this!" Quickly Chad swooped his lips down to meet hers, like they had when they went sledding. He kissed her hard, using every last bit of regret he had for not asking her to the dance to motivate him.

After a minute they pulled away breathless, and she smiled up at him. His own goofy grin disappeared after a second though, "That's why Taylor! I've never felt anything in the world like that before! I kissed at least a thousand girls, and not one has come close to that! I'm…" Chad stopped, taking a breath, and saying the last part quietly, "…scared."

Taylor wore a shocked expression. Is this Chad Danforth? The second biggest player at east high, being...vulnerable? Aww, but he's cute when he's weak!

Taylor smiled at him, and intertwined their fingers, showing him that she was there for him. She also gave him a comforting hug, and pulled her as close as he possibly could, resting his chin on the top of her head.

Chad then jumped and pushed her away, gripping her arms tightly, "Taylor, I want you to be my girlfriend!"

Taylor stared at him is disbelief, "What…Chad?"

Chad's determination wore off, as he backed away from her, "Unless you don't want o be my girlfriend. I mean I understand!" Chad felt heartbroken, as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"No, no! I would love to be your girlfriend, Chad, but how can you just give up all the girls at school. You do know girlfriend means exclusive, right?"

"I know what it means, and I want to be exclusive with you!" Chad shouted, trying to show her that he was being sincere.

She looked surprised still, but she smiled after a minute and he pulled her to him, engulfing her in a hug.

Taylor smiled broadly at how right she felt in his arms, Maybe this could work.

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"Hang on; let me go see if I can find a key." Troy said.

"Please Troy! Hurry up!" Gabriella yelled, feeling tears coming to her eyes.

He felt his heart breaking…how long had she been in there? "Gabriella…back away from the door."

"What?" Gabriella asked confused, "Why?"

"Just move back, I don't want you to get hurt…"

"Okay." Gabriella said as she backed away from the door, still slightly confused of why she needed to. She heard a loud bang, like something had collided with the door.

Faintly, she heard Troy curse in pain, and she realized what he was doing. Holy Crap! He's going to break down the door! Oh my God, he's going to hurt himself.

"Troy! Please, don't hurt yourself!" Gabriella pleaded. She heard a crack in the door; he wasn't giving up, "Troy!"

The next thing she knew the door broke open and there stood a panting Troy. Gabriella felt her heart race at the sight of him. She felt the sudden urge to wrap herself around him, and that's exactly what she did.

"Brie?" Troy asked unsure why she had not emerged yet.

Gabriella jumped out of the closet and wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist. She squeezed him as tightly as she could and he hugged her back, just happy to have her in his arms.

Gabriella was screaming, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Troy's cheek was pressed against hers as he held her up, secretly loving every second of it. She brought her head back, still beaming, and looked into his eyes. Her breath got caught in her throat for a minute and he swore he stopped breathing. Their lips were only a hairs width away, and she could feel his nose touching her cheek. He moved his lips closer and her breathing became incredibly shallow. She tried to pull her self away and remind herself not to, but she couldn't hold back.

Troy whispered, he barely audible, "…Brie…" before kissing her on the lips softly. She brought her hand up to his cheek, letting the pads of her fingers brush his face lightly. Slowly he leaned in and kissed her again. She felt all her stubbornness melt away and turn into passion.

Gabriella parted her lips for him slightly, as he walked forward a little and used the wall for support. A small moan came from her when he moved his lips to her exposed neck and collarbone.

This was the most spectacular thing Gabriella had ever felt. Their lips met again, and their tongues explored each other's mouths. Gabriella played with the hair at the nape of his neck and felt a chill run up and down her spine.

When he went back to her neck, Gabriella got a chance to catch her breath. It was a good thing that he was holding her up, because her knees were going weak. Oh my god he's holding me! She quickly jumped out of his arms, and pulled away.

She felt cold and she was slightly woozy. She wanted to jump right back into Troy's arms, but now that she was standing farther away from him, Gabriella was more rational.

"Brie…" Troy said, out of breath and his voice raspy.

"No Troy…that was, that was a mistake." Gabriella said calmly.

"What?" Troy asked, feeling his heart ache at her words, "How can you say that was a mistake? Didn't you feel…" Troy felt sick, realizing she may have felt differently, "…anything?"

She looked at him sadly, tears brimming in her eyes and her face getting hotter, "We just can't do this!"

"Why not Gabriella? Don't you want to be with me?" Troy asked shakily, fearing her answer.

Gabriella mumbled pathetically, letting the tears fall down her face, "…yes."

Troy moved to her and wiped the tear gently from her cheek, "Then what's the problem?"

Gabriella locked her eyes with him, Troy's hand cupping her cheek, "I can't be one of the many!"

"What?" Troy asked, knowing exactly what she meant.

"Come on Troy," Gabriella said frustrated, seeing right through him, "I can't just be another notch on your belt! I want to be with you, and you may want to be with me, but you are also with the entire girl population of this school. I want someone to care about me!"

Troy looked down in shame, not knowing what he should say, so she continued, "You've been flirting with me ever since I moved here, how do I know you are not just playing me like all the rest?" Troy looked hurt and opened his mouth to say something, but she cut him off, "I don't want to be a part of a line! I need a boyfriend, not just sex, Troy. The stupid line is what got me in that stupid closet anyway, and there is no way I would join it. I'm sorry, Troy."

He looked at her sadly, still at a loss for words. And she spoke one more time, "I'm sorry that we can't do this; I'm sorry that I have relationships; I'm sorry that I pissed off every girl in school; I'm sorry that I came to this dance with Matt, hoping you would ask me."

He looked at her, tears now stinging his eyes, as she continued, "I'm sorry I forgot my cell phone at home, leaving me locked in a closet; I'm sorry you spent your night searching for me, when you could have been doing something better." Gabriella just barely choked out the last part, "I'm sorry that I'm in love with you, but most of all, I'm sorry that you are not capable of having the same complex feeling."

Tears now flowed down his cheeks freely as he watched her take off her heels and run away.

He finally snapped out of his gaze and started to run after her, "Gabriella wait!"

He got outside just in enough time to see her board a bus, so he quickly jumped into his car and followed it.

The bus stopped at her house and she had run inside by the time he parked. Troy ran up to the front door and knocked waiting for an answer.

Mrs. Montez opened the door to see Troy rushing in, "Hey Mrs. Montez, I found Gabriella."

Troy ran up the stairs and knocked on her bedroom door. Nothing. He knew she was in there, "Brie, please open the door." Still no answer, "Please Brie, if you don't I break the door open. They both knew he wouldn't, so he sat on the floor, his back to the door, "I'm not leaving."

He heard a small sob echo from the room, and he begged her one more time to let him in, but there was no answer. He called everyone to let them know that she was safe, but he didn't give any details.

He sat for a couple hours until three o'clock in the morning; he knew his parents would be worried, "Night Brie…"

Troy made his way quietly out the front door, and to his car. He glanced back to her balcony, where he could climb up, but she could still lock him out that way, too.

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Gabriella looked out her window and saw Troy at his car. She couched down so that he wouldn't see her.

She saw him open his car door, and look back at the house once more before slamming his head against the car. He stood there for a moment, with his head supported by the roof of the car, and she felt horrible. He was like that because of her.

Gabriella wanted nothing more than to run out to him, and kiss him, but she knew she couldn't.

So she slid under her covers, when Troy's car was out of sight, and went to sleep.

ANONYMOUS READERS! You can review if you do not have an account. There was some confusion with that in the last chapter; people did not know, and I just wanted to make it clear for everyone.

Ps…I never realized how short my chapters are, so I tried to make this one a little longer for you. Plus school is starting and I won't have as much time to update.

Trivia!

#10. When Gabriella is talking troy on the phone what color are the curtains in the background ?

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