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One week later, Gabriella is at her current home getting ready to leave and live at her new home. Since she was fired by her own father, she had a hard time finding a job to save up her money to buy the studio and for herself. She is now having a financial crisis and she was moving into a new house. She didn't know where the house is but she heard it was an apartment just at the corner or Mayflower Drive. She didn't know what the apartment building looks like or how big the apartment is. The only thing she got was the address and that's it.

That day, Gabriella came home crying while packing her stuff. But she wasn't crying because she hated Troy's guts and blamed him for it, she was crying because of her father's disappointment in her. Her father couldn't even look at her let alone talk to her anymore. The worst part is, her father actually had the guts to bring up her mother into this.

While packing the last box, Sharpay came into her room and sat on the bed that was now only a plain mattress.

"It's going to be boring here without you," she started. "This sucks."

"I know," Gabriella agreed. "The worst part is that I have to live with…him. I don't know what his living condition is like. What if he's one of those slacker types that just trashes the whole place and plays video games the whole time. It's going to be total nightmare!"

"Why don't we move there together and tell Troy that he doesn't need to move in with you anymore? Think about it, we could sell this place and split the money into half and buy new furniture for the new apartment," Sharpay suggested. "Your dad will never have to know."

"Good idea but I don't think we can pull it off. Knowing my dad, he'll know somehow," Gabriella said.

"But this isn't fair! We're made a pack to live with each other until we're thirty even if one of us gets married or starts moving in with a guy," Sharpay said desperately.

"I know Shar. But there is no way to say no to my dad. It's bad enough he disowned me," Gabriella said.

"This is just isn't fair. We didn't even get to do the things we have planned to do living together," Sharpay said.

"Like what? We did almost everything we could do together," Gabriella reminded her. "For example, prank calling your brother, booty call some guy's phone number and even have a pillow fight over who got to watch the TV first."

"It's not enough!" Sharpay whined. "We need to make history in this apartment. I hate you for living and I hate Troy Bolton for getting you into this mess, who FYI I still now haven't met him yet or seen a picture. Is he coming to pick you up?"

"Why would he do that?" Gabriella asked. "I only started to talk to him yesterday."

"And it took long enough. He might be beginning to think you don't like him anymore," Sharpay said.

"Anymore? When did I say I like him?" Gabriella asked.

"I know you didn't but I can tell that you are actually into him because you couldn't stop staring at the ring at your finger," Sharpay answered.

Gabriella blushed and was about to fight back but someone rang the doorbell. "Wonder who that could be," Sharpay said while getting up. She then opened the door who revealed a tall guy with a short sandy-brown hair and blue eyes.

"Hi, does Gabriella live here?" he asked.

Without answering his question, Sharpay asked him back, "And you are?"

"Troy Bolton. So does she live here? Because I'm knocked almost every door at this floor trying to find her," he said.

"You're the Troy Bolton? The guy that proposed to Gabriella and got her in trouble with her father?," Sharpay asked.

"Somehow. So I'm guessing you're her roommate and this is her apartment right?" Troy asked.

Then suddenly Gabriella came to the front door and saw Troy, "Troy? What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to drive you to our new apartment. I understand that you don't have a ride to there so I thought I would just drive you since we're going there together," Troy rambled nervously.

"Why? Did you start to feel sorry for her?" Sharpay asked threateningly.

"No," Troy answered. "I'm just trying to help her out. Why don't you just mind your own business?"

"Well Gabriella is my business therefore gives me the right to interfere," Sharpay spat back.

"Enough! It's bad enough I have two big mouth roommates now. I don't need them to out-bitch each other," Gabriella said. "Troy, I'll see you downstairs." Gabriella said while closing the door and she faced back to Sharpay.

"Was that really necessary?" she asked Sharpay.

"He deserved it. He's living with my best friend in the whole world and thus breaking our pack," Sharpay said sadly.

"Shar come on. I didn't say you can't visit. You can come over or sleep over anytime you like," Gabriella said.

"Are you sure Troy will be okay with it?" Sharpay asked.

"Who cares? He has to do everything I tell him to," Gabriella said.

"You're the best G. I'm going to miss you so much!" Sharpay said while sobbing.

"Shar, don't make me cry. I cried enough this week. You know how much I hate crying," Gabriella said while hugging her friend.

"I know. I'll call you every night to check on what's happening at your household," Sharpay said.

"No problem," Gabriella answered.

"By the way, he is so cute! You are going so lucky," Sharpay said.

After saying her last goodbye to Sharpay, Gabriella took the lift and walked outside where she saw Troy standing by his car waiting for her. Now that Sharpay mention it, Troy does look quite hot. With his shaggy hair covering his forehead, his red plaid shirt with a plain white shirt inside with jeans, Troy looked really hot. Gabriella wished she could walk to him and give him a kiss on the nice soft lips he had. Wait! What am I saying? I hate Troy remember? I can't be falling for him.

Troy looked at Gabriella who was looking like she was deep in thought while carrying boxes on both her hands and walking slowly. Troy observed her closely, she had hair half-up and half-down and wearing what every typical New York girl would where but casual. Then he noticed her eyes. Has it always been sparkling brown or am I just imagining it? What am I doing? I can't be falling for her am I? I couldn't. She hates me and she's going to hate me even more that now we're going to be breathing in the same place together.

Troy snapped out of his thoughts and helped Gabriella with her boxes. "Are these the last boxes?" he asked.

"Yep. The rest are already at the apartment. It's so weird leaving this place. I moved in here fresh out of college. It seems so sad to leave," Gabriella admitted.

"Well if you need a shoulder to cry on, I'm here for you," Troy offered.

"Thanks but I don't cry," Gabriella said. After putting Gabriella's boxes in the trunk, Troy walked to the passenger door and opened the door for Gabriella like a chauffeur. "What are you doing?"

"It's called opening a door," Troy answered sarcastically.

"Well you don't have to. I can do it by myself," Gabriella replied.

"I'm just trying to help. Why are you so cranky all of sudden? What happened to 'I'm sad because I'm leaving' emotion?" Troy spat.

"It went away. Now let's hurry. I got a lot of things to unpack and a whole lot of other things to do," Gabriella said.

"Like taking a pill," Troy mumbled softly but Gabriella heard that.

"What was that?" Gabriella asked angrily.

"Nothing," Troy answered her and Gabriella shot daggers at Troy before entering the car. "Women," Troy mumbled again but this time Gabriella heard it loud and clear.

"I HEARD THAT!"

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Almost an hour later, Troy and Gabriella finally arrived at the new apartment building. They would have arrived sooner but Troy decided to make a detour to the McDonalds drive thru for a snack which is much to Gabriella's annoyance. Gabriella stepped out of the car and looked at the tall building. It almost looked like a palace but with many floors.

She did not expected her father would make her live at a beautiful place. She had expected someplace with rats or something bad. She couldn't believe how beautiful it is that she couldn't wait to see the inside of the apartment building. She could already imagine how big her apartment is.

After getting the key from the counter, Troy and Gabriella took the lift to the 9th floor where their new home will be. Gabriella thought right; the inside looked as good as the outside. As they walked to the hallway, they finally reach their door at the corner and Gabriella took the key to open the door. As she turned the doorknob, she braced herself for the best. Unfortunately, when she opened the door, she saw the first thing she didn't expect to see: lots of boxes lying around the ground.

"Oh my god," Gabriella said slowly.

"I know. What a big apartment," Troy said totally oblivious to the mess.

"Are you blind? Look at this mess! Your boxes are everywhere that I can't even see how big the apartment is," Gabriella scolded.

"Well obviously you are looking at this apartment half-empty," Troy said.

"Maybe so. Just like you brain," Gabriella said sarcastically.

"Hey, I'm just trying to be nice here. If it isn't that obvious, your boxes are here too. I am not the only one who contributed to this mess. You got more boxes than I do," Troy said. "It looks as if you're moving to another country."

"I'm a girl. I'm supposed to have many stuff," Gabriella debated.

"Whatever. I'm heading to work," Troy said.

"What? You're working at our moving day?" Gabriella asked. "That's just the dumbest thing anyone would do. Who works on his moving day?"

"Apparently I do because I am trying to make a living," Troy spat out.

"Oh, I'm not? In case you forget I am currently unemployed. I need to make a living more than you do," Gabriella pointed out angrily.

Troy grew frustrated. He wanted to have a nice new beginning with Gabriella but all she does is nag. "Can we not do this right now?"

"Do what?" she asked frustratingly.

"This! You are acting like a brat because daddy apparently doesn't want to have to do anything with daddy's little girl anymore!" Troy said angrily.

Gabriella glared at him for a second and then turned back to opened her boxes to unpack. Troy felt suddenly felt guilty for what he said. Of course Gabriella is still upset about her father.

"Gabriella, I'm sorry," Troy said softly.

"Maybe you should just go back to work. Someone in this house has to," Gabriella said monotonously. "And by the way, I get the master bedroom."

"Why do you get the master bedroom?" Troy asked.

"Because I said so. You said you'll do as I say remember?" Gabriella reminded him.

With that, Troy took back his keys and exited his new apartment leaving Gabriella alone to unpack.

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That evening, Troy came back home with a box of pizza. He thought it Gabriella would be starving after unpacking all of her boxes. When Troy entered the apartment, he was surprise to see it so clean and organised unlike that morning. There were no box in sight and he was able to see all the furniture in the room. Even some of his stuff was in the living room which includes his guitar which was placed at a corner with a shelf CDs beside it.

Something was missing though. Where was the girl who did all this? When Troy turned around, he saw a balcony door near the kitchen and saw Gabriella standing there with the night wind blowing the hair. Troy knocked on the balcony door gently.

"Hey, I brought home pizza. You like mushroom and cheese right?" Troy asked gently.

"Maybe later," Gabriella said, not looking at him.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked.

"I needed to have some air, do some thinking and see what the view looks like from here. It's beautiful but I can see I particular building that I'm not too happy to see," Gabriella said while pointing Troy to the building just three streets away. It was Gabriella's father architectural business building.

Troy felt sorry for her, "I'm sorry. For everything. About getting you into this mess in the first place. For this morning and perhaps for the future that lies ahead of us."

Gabriella smiled a little, "It's fine. Everyone needs adventure in their live. I actually like the view. The only thing I'm sad about is how my dad nagged me last week. The least he could do was not mentioned my mom into this."

"What happened to your mom?" Troy asked. "You never told me about her before."

"She died in a car accident when I was 10 years old. My dad took care of me ever since," Gabriella explained.

"I'm sorry."

Gabriella giggled a little, "Would you stop that? I think you apologised enough already."

Troy shrugged, "I just feel I need to. Before I forget, here." Troy took out an envelope from his pocket and gave it to Gabriella. Gabriella took the envelope and opened it. She found that they were a lot of money in the envelope and grew in confusion.

"What's this for?"

"The least I could do. Maybe you could use the money to buy groceries and stuff or just go shopping. I'll give you money when you need it until your finance is finally stable," Troy said.

"I can't take this. It's $10, 000. It's just too much," Gabriella said.

"Of course you can. Don't even bother paying me back. It's yours now," he said.

Gabriella smiled at him, "Thanks. You don't have to but thanks. I might not say this in the future but you're a good guy, Troy."

Troy smiled at her. It was what he wanted. A nice new beginning "No problem. So want a pizza?"

"Sure."

Sneak Peek in an upcoming chapter:

Troy and Gabriella will find themselves in a difficult situation. What do you think it is? Try guessing. And if you have any ideas on how the story will go, just tell me.

So? How was that? I did this chapter in the last minute so it might not be that good.

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