-1Note: wow! I never thought you guys would want it to be more than a one shot! Well
then, here is more! Well…I don't own anything, just the plot and such….yeah…Enjoy!
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Troy Bolton sat at his desk and sighed. I can't believe I let her go…..I just let her slip away… I never kept in touch…. He began
banging his head on the desk.
"Man, stop! Your giving me a headache!" Chad, his room mate yelled at him.
"Sorry.." Troy mumbled. "I just can't believe I let her slip away…At least you managed to keep Taylor…" He sighed.
"Hey, it isn't my fault you lost touch with Gabriella!" Chad threw his hands in the air.
"Yeah…" Troy's voice drifted off.
"Aren't you leaving in a few days, anyways?" Chad looked at him, and sat on the bed.
"Hm? Oh, yeah, I am. My parents are going to the ski lodge, they want me to come with.." Troy shrugged.
"Oh yeah! I forgot you were leaving! Damn, your just leaving me with Chad…..do you realize he'll probably just make out with Taylor all
day?" Jason, their other room mate, came in saying.
Chad turned a slight shade of red.
Troy laughed, "Yeah, I better pack." He got up and walked to his own room. He sat down and begun writing in a journal. He didn't
write poetry…much. He did only when he thought of Gabriella. Gabby, that was his nickname for her, she loved it.
Drifting Away
We drifted apart,
I didn't want to,
but I let you go,
I let you slip away,
from my touch,
how I miss you so.
if I could take it back,
I would,
I'd change it all,
and keep in touch.
I wonder,
if you miss me,
like I miss you?
We just,
drifted away,
I never meant to,
I just want one simple word,
to bring us back,
Fate.
I just wanted to hold you,
just wanted to kiss you,
just wanted to love you,
love…,
funny little word,
but it can mean so much,
it meant so much to me,
I never told you,
though,
how I truly felt,
so here I say,
dare I say?
I loved you.
Troy sighed and closed his journal. He still couldn't believe he let her go. For some reason, he felt different, he felt like something would
happen, he didn't know what, though. He looked at the picture that he kept of her and him at the after party. God, how he missed her.
He wanted to see her, no not just the picture, but the real her. The one he saw on Graduation day.
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Note: Oh! Cliffy! I hope you guys liked it. I know some of these things are OOC, but it works better, don't ya think? I know I kinda
repeated parts of the poem, but heh. Well, R and R! I'll try and update soon! Let me know what you think!
