Camp was horrible. Got sixteen bites, never gotten a bite before this stupid camp. It was dead hot, there was some guy that was always so perky, everyone hated him. The guys would exclude him from their picnic table (girls sit in one table, boys in another), and we'd be like "Uhhhh...ummmm...Sure..." Some counselor told us-girls- that he was adopted, that wasn't so so bad, at least it wasnt abortion, you know. But his biological parents left him on the stairs. The STAIRS. Seriously, that's bad, why the stairs? Anyways, enough about me, back to Gabriella/Troy/HSM.

Previously

I crawled into bed with a bruise forming around my eyes, and thinking of mroe stories to tell my friends about my eye. "I walked into a door" wouldn't work, unless I was like three-feet tall, I might have walked into a doorknob..."I tripped down the stairs" had already been use...

Lies, Lies, and more Lies...

East High

Troy's POV:

Just before homeroom, I went to Gabriella's locker.

"Hey, Gabi"

"Huh? Oh, hey Troy," she said turning to look at me.

"Uh, Gabi...What happened to your eye..." I asked with concern.

She touched her left eye before answering, "I was at the park, and some kid kicked a soccerball and it hit my eye."

"Are you okay?" I asked touching around her eye.

"Yeah, it's better."

Bell rings.

Homeroom

I know that I should believe my girlfriend, but I have this sense that she's lying to me. She's your girlfriend, Troy. She wouldn't lie to you. Yeah, she won't lie to you. But what if she is? Think positive, Troy. She's not lying to you. If something's wrong, she'll tell you...eventually...Positive, um...she'll tell you soon? Still negitive. She'll tell you...uh, after homeroom? Not gonna happen...if she wouldn't tell me this morning why after homeroom? Think freakin' positive, Troy----

"Mister Bolton!" Mrs.Darbous said standing in front of me.

"Huh?Wha?" I said coming back to reality.

Bell rings.

"Dude, you okay?" Chad asked me as we walked out of homeroom.

I looked back at Gabriella, and slightly shook my head, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Whatever you say," Chad said before we split for different classes.

End of Troy's POV

Lunch

"Be right back, gotta go to the washroom," Gabriella said getting out of her seat when she saw Ryan enter the cafeteria.

"Did you see that bruise around her eye," Sharpay whispered once she was out of ear-shot.

"Yeah, even I saw it," Chad said proudly.

"She said her mom accidently threw something, and it hit her," Taylor said, ignoring her boyfriend's remark.

Troy blinked, "What?"

"I said, she said that her mom accidently--- ," Taylor repeated.

"I heard that, but she told me that a soccerball hit her at the park..." Troy said confused.

"Okay, this is getting weird," Kelsi said.

"Yeah, totally."

"When she told me her story, I spent the whole homeroom thinking about why she would lie...and why she wouldn't," Troy said.

"Was that why you were staring off to space?" Chad said.

"Yeah."

"So we know something fishy is going on with her," Jason said.

"Hell yeah," Sharpay said with attitude, "It's not like she'd do that to herself?"

"Wait."

"What?"

"Maybe Sharpay's right, maybe Gabi is doing that to herself..." Troy thought out loud.

"Why?"

"I haven't quite got to that yet..."Troy said slowly.

Ten o'clock

Troy's POV:

"Troy. Can you go to the convinence store and get bandages? Ow." Mrs.Bolton asked.

"Sure, mom."

I slipped on my jacket and headed out the door.

As I passed by Gabriella's house, my mind went back to the lunch conversation.

It gave me shivers to think about Sharpay's idea as I crept into Gabriella's backyard and up her tree.

I blinked at what I saw in front of me.

Ryan was hoovering over Gabi...my girlfriend...

I wanted to turn away, but my brain wouldn't send that message to my head.

I saw Gabi mumble something, which caused Ryan to put his face closer to her, less than an inch between their faces.

Ring ring.

But I didn't seem to hear it.

"Troy! Where are you, it's 10:10! The store isn't that far!" my mom said.

I snapped back to reality, and I quickly reached for my cell phone.

"Sorry, mom. There's a line up," I lied.

"Just hurry up, please."

I hung after I heard the dial tone.

I took one look back before I jumped down the tree.

Ryan's face was still close to Gabby's.

I heaved one last sigh, and jumped off my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend's balcony.

End Troy's POV

But what Troy didn't see right after his feet left the balcony floor was Ryan's slap on his girlfriend, or soon-to-be ex-girlfriend.

Was going to post this chappie last night, but it wouldnt work. Tsk tsk