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Authors Note: Well it's exactly one o clock and I really liked writing this chapter. I'm tired, so it may not be great, but it was fun. Enjoy. Thanks for all of the reviews. It makes me feel special. I don't go into school till 11 so expect one in the morning maybe? Anyways, here it is. Enjoy!

The next few days were as amazing as ever. Gabi really didn't know what she was worried about. She really didn't want to go home. When she looked into Troy's eyes, it felt as if she belonged there. As if that was her home. But it wasn't. She got to go back to her drunk mother who doesn't even know what she's doing. Gabriella sighed as she packed her bags the morning of her flight. Troy helped her. They had breakfast together and left for the airport.

"Mom I'm gonna go take Gabi to the airport. I'll be back later." Troy shouted as he grabbed my suitcase and dragged it out of his room. They heard the whole family rush down the stairs. Mrs. Bolton hugged onto Gabriella. "Thank you for letting me stay here." Gabi thanked them. "Anytime. And if you need ANYTHING then call us. We'll be here." She smiled at them. She shook Mr. Bolton's hand. "Thank you Mr. Bolton." "Anytime Ms. Montez. I hope you'll be back here soon." She smiled as she grabbed her purse and slid on her shoes. "Bye. Thanks once again." Gabi said as she headed out the door.

Troy flung her bag in the trunk of his SUV and began to drive off. When they arrived at the airport they still had a while until she had to leave. They sat down in the chairs and enjoyed each others company. Finally it was time for Gabi to leave.

"Sorry there's no letters or anything this time." Troy apologized as he wrapped his arms around her, "Didn't have time. You know, since we spent every second together." He joked. Gabi glared at him, "Are you complaining?" She asked. "That is the last thing I'd ever do." He said smiling at her. "Gabi began to grab her carry-on. Troy pulled her by her arm, swinging her back into a hug. "Listen, if anything happens when you get home then call me and I'll get you on the next flight to Albuquerque. Understand?" Gabi nodded and smiled, "Thanks." She said as she kissed him. They began to make-out, gathering stares from young children and disapproving adults. They just stood there after. "Flight 814 to Albuquerque, New Mexico, you are now boarding." "That's me." Gabi said as she stood there, tears began to run down her eyes. "I don't want to go Troy." She said as she began to cry into his chest. "Listen, just go talk to your mom about all of this, and if you want to come back, I swear to God, I will get you on the first flight back out here. My parents love you, they'll let you stay out here with us." Gabi didn't move. "Please, just go talk to her." Gabi nodded as Troy wiped away her tears. He kissed her. "I love you." She said. "I love you too."

Gabi sat in her seat. Midway through flight she reached into her purse to grab her journal. She undid the table and began to write.

June 15, 2006

I don't even want to go home. These past days have been unbelievable. There wasn't a care in the world. Now I'm gonna have to go back to my drunk mother. I don't know why she's doing it, but she needs to stop. It's ruining me. I wanted to stay here with Troy so bad. I think I might just fly back here. My mom won't care. She probably won't even notice. I highly doubt she's gonna be home when I get home. I don't know what to do. I can't wait to get back to East High. I miss it so much. Only 2 more months here, hopefully. Maybe if I get lucky we'll move ASAP. I've been listening to new music lately. It reminds me of the musical. It's all from RENT and Phantom of the Opera and such. I also discovered a few good bands from Chad. His taste in music has changed a lot. It's insane. Sharpay and Ryan are nothing like they were. It's a good thing never the less. Well, I think they guy next to me is trying to read it. What a weirdo. I'll write more when I get home. See what happens.

3Gabriella

She sat in her seat and fell asleep until the plane came to a landing. The gears that were underneath her seat started to move, causing her to jump. She gathered her things and soon they were able to leave the plane. She grabbed her stuff and took a cab home. No one was home, of course. She threw down her suitcase and purse and headed to the kitchen. Not a note, nothing. Except there was one thing that answered her question, bottles of alcohol. "Did she forget I'm coming home?" Gabi asked herself out loud. She called Troy. Tears started rolling down her cheeks. He picked up, "Gabi?" She was crying. "She's not here Troy. No note no nothing." It's okay, she probably just went out to get something. "WHAT? Like more alcohol, because by the looks of my kitchen she drank every liquor store in town dry." "Listen, just wait a few minutes, maybe she'll come home. She probably just went out for a minute." "I guess you're right. I'll call you back later tonight I guess." "Wait, how was your flight?" Troy asked, trying to change the subject. "Eh, okay." "No weird creepy stalker guys sitting next to you?" "Actually, yeah." "That sucks." "No, it was kind of nice. We started talking and we're hanging out later tonight. We're going to dinner." She said sarcastically. It was silent, "I guess you didn't quiet catch the sarcasm in my voice…." She said, wiping away the last of her tears. "You can never tell with you." Troy laughed. "Well, I gotta go. My Dad wants to work on some new plays." "Let me guess, fake right, break left?" "No, he said he has something completely new. Shoot me in the head." "Well, I'll let you go. I love you." "Love you too. Bye." "Bye." Gabi said faintly.

She laid down on the couch and started to drift away. She woke up at 2 in the morning. It was practically impossible for her to fall back asleep. She turned on the TV. She peeked her head outside, no sign of mom. She sighed and laid back down. An hour and a half past. There was a rattle at the door that kind of creeped Gabi out. She cuddled up to her blanket. In burst a drunk mother.

"Oh, Gabi…" her mother said. Her voice was slurred. Gabi just glared at her mother, disappointed. This was against everything that Karen taught her daughter growing up. "What is wrong with you?" Karen said sharply. "Me! What is wrong with you." Gabi said pointing to the kitchen where empty bottles of Vodka and various liquors were scattered. "This is really none of your business." "Yeah, you're right. It's none of my business on what my mother does, even though it kills me inside." "Gabi, you really don't understand." "You're right, because I'm just a kid." She sat there for a second, "I may be a kid, but I do know when my own mom is doing something completely wrong." "Gabi, it was just tonight." "No, it wasn't just tonight because I got home at 3 and you still weren't home. I WATCHED you for the past month and a half sit there and drink in the morning afternoon and night. AND I'm sick of it." Gabi said. She was crying hysterically. "Then you can just leave." "Fine. And I will." She said as she stormed off, grabbing her cell phone and running to her room. She punched in Troy's number and threw various clothes in her suitcase. "Pick up the god damn phone Troy." She looked at the clock. Figures, he wouldn't be awake at this time over there. It would be early morning, and let's just say Troy's 'morning' is one. She grabbed her book bag and crammed her purse in it. She grabbed a light jacket and slid on her shoes. She grabbed a picture of her and Troy and stuffed it in her pocket. Her mom was already in her room. She grabbed her suitcase and all of her money from previous birthdays. She grabbed a piece of paper.

Mom-

I'm going back to Albuquerque. I can't deal with this. If you ever realize that you're not only ruining you're life but mine, or want to apologize call me up and I'll come back, maybe. I hope you understand that I'm not going to sit here and watch you be miserable. You need to stop this. I'm staying over Troy's house. You told me yourself to leave, so here I go. Good luck with this whole stop drinking thing, if you ever want to stop.

-Gabi

She threw it on the table where she had a full vodka bottle, since that was the first place her mother would go in the morning. She grabbed her stuff and headed down the street. She walked to the bus station. "Excuse me. When is you're next bus that goes to Albuquerque?" "In an hour." "One ticket please." He nodded and she handed him money. "Thanks." She said as she walked off. She grabbed her cell phone and looked at it, in hopes that Troy had called. Nothing. She'd wait another hour. After the bus was loaded Troy called. "Gabi?" "Yeah?" she said. "What's going on?" "I'm leaving Troy. I'm coming back." "Wait, what happened?' "She came home at 4ish and started screaming at me and throwing stuff. She told me to leave. So I did." "Where are you?" "On a bus." Troy sighed, "Gabi, your mom was drunk she didn't mean it." "She's always drunk. And you know what they say, a drunk person's words are the sober person's thoughts." Troy sighed once again. "What happens when she gets sobered up when she wakes up and you're gone?" "Troy, I have it covered. I left her a note." "Do you want me to get you a plane ticket." "No, I'm fine. I'm already here. I'm gonna take a nap… Such a long night." "If you need anything call me, I have to go talk to my parents. I love you." "I love you too." Gabi said as she hung up and leaned against the window and fell asleep.

It seemed alot longer when I typed it. LOL. I'm gonna go get some sleep. Please review. Even if you don't like it, give me ideas or something. x3 Thanks!