Crazy Wild Thoughts

Summary:

I'm Gabriella Montez, a 16 year old girl (yes I'm a girl although my next door neighbour Troy Bolton (also known as Satan's son) thinks I'm from a freakish alien species –don't ask!) and I've decided instead of boring everyone to death with my mindless ramble and consequently getting yelled at or having weird looks thrown at me; I will write my crazy wild thoughts here…

Disclaimer:

I don't own High School Musical nor do I own anything else you may recognise (such as the books, films, TV programmes I may have a tendency to want to write about.) The only thing I own is the plot.

A/N Ok - so first I'd like to thank all those who reviewed last chapter. You guys mean a lot to me and really get me in a good mood. Now - for those of you have read Coming For You, you'd already know this - but if you don't.... my memory stick malfunctioned and deleted several bits of work and messed up others. This along with the fact that my first GCSE starts May 12th means that updates may be a bit longer. I will try to write as fast as I can - but my memory stick malfunctioning really didn't help. I really don't want to keep postponing updates - because quite frankly two weeks is an awful long time to wait for an update and I'm not happy with that. But just in case there are times when I'm late with an update - I just want you to know the reasons why.

Thanks to ZizzyBelle for proofing this.

And sorry that it's short - but that's because the next half is uber long and I had to split it off somewhere otherwise you'd have an insanely long chapter.

September 18th

Operation 'Find out why Chad told Troy that I'm working at the library': Brand new operation – commencing today!

I'm sure I had more operations than that but apparently I don't. I need more. The whole reason for the operations thing was to keep my life from being too boring. I mean, Razil, I don't want you to get bored because my life is too boring.

Ok I admit

I don't want to get too bored because my life is too boring. And have you noticed that since operations came in my life I'm actually doing something. Instead of wandering to and fro school doing homework and what not looking at my four walls and wondering what the hell is after gamma radiation on the electromagnetic spectrum (X-Rays by the way)

Although, on the other hand, the operations kind of brought along the whole Troy debacle – and do I really want that?

Hmmmm…

Anyhow, I'm currently sitting here in homeroom right now. Staring at the back of some random dudes head. Random dude needs to wash his hair – I swear I can see something crawling around in it.

I don't know where the heck Taylor is. So I'll guess it'll be another day where I sit on my lonesome looking all depressed…

I wonder if anyone would actually notice if I suddenly up and disappear. Apart from mum, Taylor, Chad who needs me for that damn assignment and Troy whose suddenly decided he wants to trail behind me – what have I done with my life that would make people miss me?

What?

Nothing - that's what. Can you imagine what they'd say at my funeral? R.I.P Gabriella Montez – the girl who did nothing. The girl who for the last few days of her life took to writing in a notebook that everyone as read and now realises she called Razil.

Maybe I should plan my funeral. Because I don't want some random person planning my funeral when they hardly KNOW me.

Maybe you should plan my funeral Razil… you do after all know me. Or at least you know everything about me over the last few days.

I think I'd like Robert Pattinson at my funeral. And Taylor Lautner. And Jesse McCartney – oh! And Kellan Lutz (who by the way is looking so hot as Emmett Cullen). And Chace Crawford. He has THE bluest eyes I've ever seen. No one has better eyes than him - not even Troy – who you know has amazing peepers… yes I said peepers. Shoot me Razil. Oh wait you can't! Because you're a notebook… who can't pick up a gun…

Moving on…

They'd be the people who lead my casket out of the church. I'd want Robert Pattinson in a suit and sunglasses (just cause he's hot in them) looking like Edward Cullen. And Taylor Lautner would have to be shirtless of course (have you seen his abs. Holy shadazzle I nearly died when I saw them. And what a way to go it would have been….)

I wonder if people can die from seeing hotness that great. I mean, seeing abs like that (if you have no idea what I'm talking about Razil, Google it… or I'll stick in a picture for both you and I to ogle) Anyway, seeing abs like Taylor's could very well cause a heart attack – and that could lead to death.

You know – with the whole irregular heart beat thing because of the insane amount of hotness. That could very well cause a heart attack.

Troy's kind of like that actually. I've mentioned that he tends to take off his shirt sometimes because he 'feels hot' even though everyone knows it's cause he wants girls to swoon. And boy does he have a body to make girls swoon.

I've never swooned before though because to me it wasn't a body I was staring at but the arrogant asshole that is Troy Bolton. But when I think about it (and oh God am I thinking about it) I would probably have swooned. Or fallen down in adoration…

That's taking it too far.

Definitely too far. Like I'd adore Troy Bolton.

Ppffftt.

Whatever

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Although he's got a hot body

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Nope! Body isn't all that should be adored – that's so vain

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But does it really matter if I decide to overlook his personality and just look at his body?

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Yes! YES! It does matter – stop thinking that… goddamit!

I'm done with that rant.

I've come to the conclusion that whilst a body would be nice to look at (ok – ogle) personality is what matters. Yes – I know it's cliché and all that but imagine having a really hot boyfriend whose got a shitty personality. It'd be like having Troy Bolton as a boyfriend – hot, but a bastard.

End of.

So right now it's Geography. I'm being made to sit right at the front. Not that I was bad or anything. But my teacher is crazy and decided that everyone should be sitting in a 'seating plan'. Who does those these days anyway?

And currently because I have THAT much of time on my hands, I'm looking at some atlas and listening to people who are having trouble finding the US on the map. Can you believe that???? Really! They freaking live here!

You know this reminds me of that time when that beauty pageant contestant (Miss South Carolina) was asked why she thought that a study showed that a fifth of Americans can't locate the US on the map. You want to know her answer Razil? She rambled on about South Africa! And Iraq! Oh and then she decided to throw in the WHOLE Asian continent in regards to the fact that their education was poor.

THE SURVEY WAS ABOUT AMERICANS NOT BEING ABLE TO LOCATE THEIR OWN COUNTRY ON A FREAKING MAP!

And God did she use the phrase 'such as' a lot. I mean, I know I use a lot of phrases and I make things up and everything. But if I'm going to be answering a question in a competition on NATIONAL TV, I'm not going to be sounding like a bimbo.

And a bimbo she was.

And yeah – I understand that with nerves you can say some pretty ridiculous shit. But come on – talking about how poor the education systems are in other countries when the question was about your own should just be avoided. Especially if the education systems in other countries are actually pretty damn good.

And God – when I watched the video of it (it's not like I actually watched the pageant. I only checked out the video when I heard what happened) the HOST (forgot his name – Slater from Saved by the Bell) was struggling not to laugh. You could blatantly see that! And then his struggling not to laugh caused me to laugh even harder.

And I'm thinking that there are some people in this class (cough, the girl at the back, cough) who would be completely suitable for entering beauty pageants but would give the ridiculous answers that this girl gave…

Shit. Teacher just told me to stop scribbling in a notebook and start doing some sort of shit with the atlas

Pfftt… as if my writing is 'scribbling'.

OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! AND I THINK I'LL ADD IN ANOTHER OH MY GOD! (just for effect)

So something as happened Razil. I'll tell you what. And I'll tell you how. I'll just start from the beginning ok?

I was innocently sitting by myself at the canteen table. I got out my lunch from my bag and opened up the foil I wrapped my sandwich in to reveal my wonderful, tasty chicken salad sandwich. So I took one bite of it (one glorious bite filled with chicken, lettuce, tomato, cucumber…mmm) and I'm looking around the canteen waiting for Taylor to come and sit with me (two reasons for this: 1. Because she's my friend and I like her and 2. (a reason I would only ever admit to you Razil because I know you won't tell anyone) I didn't want to look like a complete loner)

Which kind of shocked me a bit, because if you haven't noticed – I'm not exactly one for giving a shit on what people think of me. But all of a sudden, I found myself preferring not to be seen as a complete and utter loner… and I'm still not too sure why.

Anyhow, I'm looking around the canteen and I see Taylor walk over to me her arm linked with Martha (I'm sure I've mentioned her before – I think she was someone I saw sitting in the congregation whilst I was walking down the aisle to marry Chad Danforth whilst his best friend winked at me and I enjoyed it)

Anyhow… I'm sitting there eating my lunch when Taylor and Martha bound over to me (and yes – I mean literally bound, as in they start doing this weird skippy jumpy thing as they near the table and they bound)

I look at them kind of freaked out because to be honest, I've never actually had someone bound over to me. They sat down at the table and Taylor had this HUGE smile on her face

"Gabi! You know how I'm president of the scholastic decathlon team?" It seemed like she was more like stating a fact but her tone kind of suggested that she wanted an answer. So I gave her one (just not the one that I was thinking of in my head 'God Taylor I had NO IDEA. I mean, it's not like I've ever seen you go up to the front of the classroom once a week to announce the details of the meetings, nor do I have to listen to you in lessons go on about various details of the team, nor have I ever heard you bitch to me about the inabilities of nearly every member on the team'. I decided that that would just be too plain rude – so I just went with a simple answer.)

"Yes…" my tone was kind of hesitant considering the fact that I had no idea where she was going with this whole line of thinking (or speaking)

"Well, Martha just came up with an idea" she paused for a second and looked between Martha and me before continuing "Oh! By golly I forgot to introduce you to Martha"

Then she did the whole 'this is Gabriella Montez Martha, Gabriella this is Martha Cox. But I wasn't really listening because 1. I already know Martha's name and 2. I was trying my best not to laugh at the whole 'by golly' thing that Taylor had just said. Who even says that nowadays?

Anyhow, I bit the inside of my cheek and tried to think of Robert Pattinson dying in order for me to stop smiling.

Then Taylor continued on with her idea (or Martha's idea)

"Well - I'm not sure if I mentioned but one of the girls on the decathlon team just got her first boyfriend and as decided to abandon everything intellectual" I could hear the disapproval in Taylor's voice – she was not a happy bunny and the idea of someone forsaking their duties to spend time with a boy was frowned upon – a lot.

"Stupid bitch – now the decathlon team are down by one member." I nodded wondering why the hell they were telling me this. "So Martha came up with this BRILLIANT idea. And by brilliant I mean 'I can't believe I never thought of it before' brilliant"

"Uh huh…" I nodded my head trying to get her to speed up and tell me what she was thinking.

"We want you to be on the decathlon team"

A/N By the way - that is exactly how I want my funeral to happen (in dream land of course). I've already told my mate and she's agreed to plan it for me. I've also got another mate planning my 21st party where she's going to get the celebs to show up..... a girl can dream right!

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