Note: Hah! Did you all really think I was just going to end it with Gabriella on the couch unconscious! I'm not that mean! Well, I

don't own anything here except the poems and plots and I do own Heather! Muhaha! On with the story…

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Troy sighed and walked to his room, grabbed his basketball and walked outside. He couldn't stand just standing there looking at her.

She looked so peaceful. He started practicing his free throws.

Gabriella slowly opened her eyes. Everything was blurry at first, so she blinked a few times and sat up once everything was in focus

again. Where am I? What happened? Was that really Troy? Did I really pass out? She thought to herself. She heard a noise. It

sounded like somebody was playing Basketball she thought again. She slowly got up and winced. She looked down and saw that her

ankle was wrapped up loosely with some tape, ice, and a cloth. Damn, I must have twisted it when I fell… She sighed. She walked

towards the noise, sure enough she saw Troy playing basketball. She leaned against the wall, "Like you really need to practice." She said.

He stopped and looked at her, "Yeah, well, when I'm stressed I practice, sue me." he shrugged.

"Okay, I'll make a mental note of that one.." She smiled a bit.

"How are you? How is your ankle?" He walked to her.

"Fine and sore….what about you?" She looked up at him.

"Fine…lonely without you…." He looked down at her.

"Why didn't you keep in touch? I waited 2 years, Troy! 2 years! I never got a call, a letter, not even an e-mail!" Her eyes filled with

tears.

He looked down, "I know, I'm so sorry, Gabby. I wanted to call, but things came up…"

"Things like basketball, right?" She folded her arms, a tear ran down her cheek.

"Not just that, but school and homework.." he whipped away a tear with his thumb.

She pulled away, "Yeah, sure…"

"No, really. Do you still live in Albuquerque?" He looked at her, almost hopeful.

She nodded, "You?"

"Yeah, I'm roommates with Chad and Jason." He helped her over to the couch so they could talk.

"Wait, you still talk to Taylor and them? How are they?" She sat down and looked at him, "Who's with who?"

"Well…" Troy began, "Chad and Taylor are soon to be engaged, they've been going out for almost a year, Jason and Kelsey hooked up

a couple months ago, Sharpay and Zeke have been together for a couple years." He sighed.

"What about poor Ryan?" She noticed that was the only one he didn't mention.

"Lives with his girlfriend, Heather." He smiled.

She smiled back.

"Gabby….This time I won't lose touch with you…" He gently grabbed her hand.

She pulled back, "Troy! Do you really expect us to pick up from where things left off! You little! I don't even know what you are! Wait,

yes I do, your selfish!" She stood up and limped away from him, slammed the front door and walked all the to the hotel she was staying

at with her mom, worse yet, in the snow. She got in and fell onto her bed. Why had she snapped at him? She wasn't sure, but she felt

better. All he did was talk, and I… I yelled… She thought before drifting into a sleep.

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Note: Well, how was that? What did you all think? Getting any better? Getting worse? I'll update soon!