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Chapter 9

"Troy, I'm going to give you one minute to explain what the hell you were doing in there." said a very stern looking Dr. Sullivan as she stood in front of Troy with her hands on her hips.

Troy did nothing but sigh and look down at the floor. Everything was going so well. Sure, he may have made a complete idiot out of himself, and sure, he was probably going to have to answer to his probation officer or even worse, his dad. However, none of that mattered now. All that mattered was that she spoke to him.

Gabriella Montez…the Gabriella Montez had finally spoken to no one other than him. Although a normal teen in trouble would probably be shitting in his pants right now at the thought of being sent to a juvenile detention center, Troy Bolton couldn't help but smile at the fact that she had spoken to him.

He remembered the deadly, somewhat sweet melodic voice. To him, it sounded like freshly picked honey that one would not be able to get enough of. It was a bit scratchy from all those days of not talking, but still sweet. He wanted to hear that voice again.

No.

He needed to hear that voice again. However, he was disappointed when he heard people run through the door. Once Alice, Dr. Drake, and Dr. Sullivan found him in Gabriella's room, he noticed that the young girl quickly turned around and faced the wall once again as if nothing had happened. He then felt himself being dragged away by Dr. Sullivan and into the next room where he had been getting lectured for over 15 minutes before Dr. Sullivan had finally given him a chance to explain.

"Well?" she asked him, "What do you have to say for yourself?"

Troy looked up at the woman with a smile plastered on his face, "She spoke to me."

This clearly caught Jaime by surprise as she looked over at the other adults who were still in the room.

"S-She spoke to you?" she asked in a much calmer voice.

"Yea." he said as he looked over at the transparent wall where he could clearly see Gabriella sitting, facing the wall. However, his smile was suddenly wiped off his face as a look of confusion replaced his smile.

The adults quickly noticed this and looked towards Gabriella's room.

"What the hell?" asked Alice as she turned towards the transparent wall as well.

Needless to say what they saw stunned them all. Gabriella, who had shown no sign of life since the moment Troy fell on his ass four days ago, was suddenly moving her right hand…well…more like her right index finger. She was making sharp swift movements with her finger as if she was writing something in the air while slightly mouthing words no human ear would ever hear.

"What is she doing?" asked Bobby as he started at the girl in the next room.

"I-I don't know." said Jaime as she turned to look at Troy.

Troy's eyes widened as he suddenly looked up at her.

"D-Don't look at me!" he said, "She was fine when I was in there."

"She was fine before you went in there!" yelled Jaime.

"Ah-hem," Bobby cleared his throat before Jaime could yell at Troy even more.

Jamie looked at her friend, "What?"

"Jaime, can I talk to you outside? Please?"

Jaime sighed and rolled her eyes as she walked out the room with Bobby following closely behind her.

Once she was outside, she turned towards her friend.

"What?" she asked, "What the fuck is so important that you can't wait until after I tear him apart?"

Bobby rolled his eyes.

"Look," he began, "I know that this is hard for you to grasp, but I think its time that we test out our theory."

"What theory?"

"Remember what we talked about a couple days ago?"

Jaime tilted her head a bit as if to think about the question he asked her. When nothing came to her mind, she shook her head.

"Remember how I suggested that Troy might be an asset to helping us with Gabriella?"

Jaime's eyes suddenly widened as the memory replayed in her head. Yes, she indeed remembered that, but she never actually considered the fact that that theory would become a reality.

"I think that now's the time to test it out." continued Bobby as he looked through the small window on Gabriella's door, "I-mean, think about all the things Troy could get her to say in one day. Then we could finally diagnose her and help her."

"I thought that we decided she was psychotically depressed."

"No, you decided she was psychotically depressed. I still think there's more to her than meets the eye."

Jaime sighed as she too looked through the window on Gabriella's door. She inhaled a quick breath as she noticed that Gabriella was no longer facing the wall. She was now lying on her back on the bed while still continuing to make the sudden swift movements with her finger.

"C'mon Jaime." whispered Bobby, "Give the boy a chance."

Jaime was about to speak when the sound of her pager started to go off. She reached into her white coat pocket and got her pager. It was from Dr. Benton. She let out a small groan as she walked away from the door towards her office with Bobby behind her.

"Jaime, you can't just ignore me like this." He said while they both stepped into her office.

She sat down at her desk as she picked up the phone and dialed Dr. Benton's number.

"Jaime," said Bobby before she held a finger up to him signaling him to be quiet.

"Hello Dr. Benton, its Jaime Sullivan." She said into the mouthpiece.

Bobby crossed his arms as he patiently waited for her to get off the phone.

"Yes," said Jaime, "I understand…no, it wont be a problem…you too…bye."

Jaime hung up the phone and looked up at Bobby.

"Dr. Benton's leaving to attend a conference in Florida early tomorrow morning and he wants me to be in charge while he's gone."

Bobby smirked as he sat in front of Jaime.

"What's this?" he asked as he grabbed a package sitting on her desk. He looked inside and took out the snow globe that he assumed was the one Jaime had mentioned back in the break room.

There was a sudden knock at the door. Both adults turned to see Troy standing in the doorway.

"Alice wanted me to let you guys know that she contacted that Matthew Kent guy and it turns out that he's in the area, so he'll be stopping by any minute now." he said.

Jaime nodded her head as she stood. She was about to speak when she was suddenly cut off by Troy.

"Dr. Sullivan," he began, "please don't be mad. I really am sorry about what I did. I said that I wouldn't talk or get involved with any of the patients and I went against my word. I completely understand if you want to call my probation officer or even worse, my dad. Just know that…I…I needed to talk to her. I don't know why but…ever since I saw her eyes…I just can't seem to get them out of my head. I…I want to help her. I need to help her."

Bobby looked between Troy and Jaime. He stood and handed Jaime the snow globe.

"You know what to do." He whispered as he left the office.

Jaime sighed and looked at the boy in front of her.

"L-Look Troy," she began in a soft voice, "I'm prepared to give you an offer which I hope you won't refuse."

Troy arched his eyebrow as confusion spread across his face.

"I'm willing to let you slip by and not call your probation officer or your father."

Troy's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Was she serious?

"I'm willing to let this all slip, completely erase your record, and finish your hours earlier only if you agree to help us."

"W-What do you have in mind?" asked Troy as he nervously scratched his back.

"We want you to help us with Gabriella. Obviously, we haven't been able to get through to her. It seems like you're the only one she'll pay attention to around here."

"So, what exactly is it that you want me to do?"

Jaime walked around her desk and stood in front of him, "We want you to talk to her."

"Talk to her?"

Jaime nodded her head as she suddenly noticed that she still held on to the snow globe. She gently shook it and watched as the snowflakes gently fell over the entire city.

"B-But, why me?"

"Like I said, you're the only one she pays attention to. You're the only one who can actually get a reaction out of her. Why? I have no idea. But for some reason, she won't listen to any one but you. We just need you to talk to her and see if you can get her to open up. Maybe she'll let us in on some secrets about her past. So, what do you say?" she said as she gently spun the subway train around the base of the globe.

Troy looked at Dr. Sullivan to look for any sign that she could be bluffing. When he saw that she was giving him a truly genuine offer, his mind went into overdrive.

Not only would his record be completely erased, but he would be able to talk to Gabriella. He would actually be able to have real conversations with her and get to know the real Gabriella. How could he possibly say no?

"If I help you…you can guarantee that my record will be clean and that I can finish these hours faster?"

Jaime once again nodded her head.

Troy gave her a grin, "Alright," he said, "I'll do it."

Troy slowly walked into Gabriella's room while she laid on the bed, never ceasing to move her index finger in the air. He turned towards the transparent wall and let out a deep breath as he stared at his own reflection. Although he could not see Dr. Sullivan or Dr. Drake, he knew they were there, watching and listening to everything that went on in the room.

Before he had entered the room, he was stripped of any sharp objects that could be harmful to Gabriella. Although, he did get a chance to check his watch before they took it away from him and made a mental note that it was barely noon, which meant he had two more hours until he could go home. However, it also meant that he had two hours with Gabriella. It meant two hours with the girl he could not get out of his mind. Once he realized this, the nervousness he felt earlier had suddenly returned.

What was he thinking? Why the hell did he agree to do this? How the hell was he supposed to do this without making an ass of himself? He scratched the back of his head as he though about what he was about to do.

"You know they can see you right?" he heard the deadly melodic voice ask.

Troy suddenly turned around and stared at the girl who was now sprawled all over the bed.

"What?" he said in a somewhat squeaky voice.

He quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

'Cool, calm, and collected…yea, right.'

"I…uh…I-mean, what?" he said in a voice somewhat deeper than his normal one.

"They can hear you too." she said as she stopped 'writing' in the air and looked towards him.

"Yea?" he asked as walked a little closer to her, their eyes never leaving each others.

"Yea. Those doctors think I must be some kind of dumb ass or something. They think I don't know."

She suddenly turned back to stare up at the ceiling. Troy tried not to let the disappointment show on his face when her eyes left his. He grabbed the chair he sat in earlier that day and sat next to her bed.

"You're right." he said, "They do think you don't know. But I for one happen to know that you are in fact not a dumb ass. You're easily the smartest person I know."

"But you don't know me." she said as she arched her back as if to stretch.

Troy suddenly looked down at the floor, "N-No. But I would like to."

She suddenly stopped and turned to look at him. Their eyes met once again. This time, Troy wondered if she could feel the same thing he felt whenever they looked at each other, whenever brown met blue.

"You never seemed to care before." she said as she suddenly sat up, "You think I don't know who you are? Why, you're the infamous Troy Bolton. You walk around the whole school like you're the shit. You think everyone should bow down every time you breathe."

Troy suddenly looked away as he tried to hide the guilt on his face. Was he really that shallow?

"You think you're so much better than everyone else." She continued in a small somewhat threatening voice, "Well guess what? Nobody gives a shit. Five, ten, maybe even twenty years from now, no one will care about you because they'll be moving on to the next best thing. Fuck, you'll be lucky enough if they even remember you."

She suddenly let out a small giggle as she stretched out her arms and laid back on the bed.

"So why the fuck would you suddenly want to know me? Why the fuck would you suddenly care? Unless, they offered you something"

Troy looked down at his hands, suddenly finding them more interesting than anything else in the room.

"That's it isn't it!?" she exclaimed as she suddenly sat up, "They offered you something and your trying to accept their offer by redeeming yourself."

"Redeeming myself?"

"Yea, by actually pretending like you want to get to know me."

She let out another giggle, "Oh, this is priceless."

A small smirk appeared on his lips, "Well I'll tell you one thing. You sure are the smartest girl I know."

She shrugged her shoulders and matched his smirk with her own, "What can I say? I can't go to twenty different schools and not expect to learn something."

Troy arched his eyebrow.

"Twenty different schools? That must be quite the experience."

She shrugged once more and fell back on the bed. She let out a deep breath and looked at the ceiling. She then began to hum softy before she suddenly began to sing,

"Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe."

Troy was suddenly left speechless as he heard her voice flow out like sweet and endless honey. He couldn't help but think that she had the voice of an angel. He looked down at her and was shocked to see her staring back.

"Pools of sorrow waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind,
Possessing and caressing me."

She suddenly began to rub her hands sensually over her stomach as she arched her back, all the while never breaking eye contact. He found himself mesmerized by her voice as well as her eyes and couldn't help but stare at her frail body. Did she know what she was doing to him?

"Jai Guru De Va Om
Nothing's gonna change my world,
Nothing's gonna change my world."

She unexpectedly sat up again, "Nothing's gonna change my world…not even you Troy Bolton."

Jaime watched the scene between Troy and Gabriella intently while occasionally writing notes about what was being spoken and the movements that Gabriella made. The words Gabriella spoke seemed to surprise Jaime, for she never knew the young girl held that much anger and annoyance towards Troy or anybody for that matter. But then again, she never really heard the girl speak before.

There was a knock on the door just as Gabriella began to sing. Jaime looked towards the doorway as it opened and revealed Alice with a few papers in her hands.

"What is it Alice?" asked Jaime.

Alice looked towards the transparent wall and gave a small smile, "She has a beautiful voice."

Jaime nodded her head. Indeed, Gabriella did have a beautiful voice. Although it was scratchy and dry from all her days of not speaking to anyone, Jaime couldn't help but to think that Gabriella had a beautiful singing voice.

Alice then looked back at Jaime, the look of nervousness evident on her face.

"I-I have something for you."

Jaime nodded her head as she stood up and walked towards the wall where buttons for the intercom were at. She pushed the off button and motioned for Alice to continue.

Alice placed the papers on the table as Gabriella's voice disappeared from the room.

"I know that I told you that Matthew Kent said he would come…but…it turns out that he had an appointment on the other side of town. So, he sent his assistant to come and drop these off."

"What is it?" she asked as she looked towards Troy and Gabriella to see if things were still going smoothly.

"It's something I think you should see."

"Should I be worried?" asked Jaime as she reached for the papers, "The last time you had something to show me, I found out that Gabriella doesn't exist."

She gave a small laugh as she started to look through them. However, her smile was quickly wiped off as confusion spread throughout her face.

"What's all of this?" she asked as she read over all the papers, "Alexandra, Natasha, Karen, Becca, Bailey-Marie, Alexia, Violet Bennings…w-who are all these people?"

"W-Well that's just it," said Alice as she turned towards Gabriella's room, "they're all the same person."

Jaime looked towards the same direction that Alice did. Gabriella was still lying on the bed as she once again moved her finger while Troy was talking to her. That was when it hit her.

"It can't be." She said as she walked closer to the wall.

"But it is." said Alice, "You are looking at Alexandra Natasha Karen Becca Bailey-Marie Alexia Violet Gabriella Montez."

-Insert dramatic music here-

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FYI: The song Gabriella sings is called Across the Universe and it's sung by The Beatles, one of the best bands ever! There's a link on my profile if you want to listen to the song.

Thanks once again to the winners. As some of you can probably tell, their names were used in my story. They helped me come up with the identities that will eventually unlock the secrets of Gabriella's past.

Please don't hate me because of the cliffy. I was originally going to cut it off when Troy agreed to help Jaime. But then I thought about how unfair it would have been to keep you guys guessing and also unfair to the winners after they were promised to be in the next chapter.

Once again, I'm terribly sorry for the long wait. I hope that this chapter can make it up to you. Please don't forget to REVIEW!