Hey! I'm back. R&R

Troy walked out the front door, but before he did, he looked over at Ms. Montez in the kitchen. She had tears running down her face and she was looking at Troyin such a sad way, that it made his heart rip out of his chest and get torn to shreds.

She's so sad. Thought Troy as he walked out the door and down the block. I knew she was Gab's favorite aunt, but I never thought…. Well, even if she wasn't her favorite sis, it would still hurt.

Troy kept thinking about the look on Gab's face and on her mom's face. He couldn't get them out of his head.

When he got home, he called Chad.

"Hello."

How can he be so cheerful? Thought Troy, Oh. Right. He doesn't know yet.

"Helloooo." Chad asked, impatiently.

"Oh. Hey Chad."

"Hi, Troy."

"Look, Chad. There's been an accident. Gabby.."

"Gabby! What's wrong with her?"

"Not her. Her Aunt Veny. She was pushed into a fence and Gabby says she's probably dead, but she doesn't know."

"That's terrible. Wait. Her Aunt Veny. The Aunt Veny. The favorite Aunt Veny? Oh, sh."

"Yeah. She was screaming at me. You should see her. Well, not really. She looked so bad. Will you call Taylor? I'll tell Kels and Sharpay."

"Okay."

"Yeah. Bye, Chad."

"Bye, Troy."

They hung up at the same time. Troy left his hand on the phone for a minute. The time tick-tocked past and he finally picked up the phone to call Kels.

After he called Kels and told her, she almost screamed and Sharpay broke into tears.

"Poor, Gabs." Sharpay sobbed. "I've been soooooo mean to her and now this? She probably wants to kill me just to get her feelings out. I feel soooooooo bad."

"Send her flowers or chocolate."

"Troy. I'm not gay."

"Whatev. Send her a card, then. I personally like the flowers idea."

"Whatev, Troy. I feel so bad."

They hung up and Troy sank onto his bed. He lay down and stared at the ceiling. He tried to concentrate on anything but Gab's situation. He tried counting the dots on his ceiling. He rolled over and counted the pieces of fluff on his pillow. He even got up and tried to count the amount of tiles in his bathroom.

He eventually went back to his bedroom after counting the amount of pop-ups he encountered on-line and fell asleep. He woke up at 10:00 at night. He rolled over, but it was too dark to count anything. His mind wandered to Gabby. In her bed, crying her heart out.

I bet if I did open-heart surgery on her, her heart would be torn, or shredded, into a million- trillion- billion pieces. I feel so bad for her. Troy thought.

He fell asleep and got up at 5:00 and got ready for school. He grabbed a pop-tart and ran out the door.

When he got there, he met up with the gang.

"Hi, guys." He mumbled.

Everybody looked down at the floor.

Finally, Sharpay spoke up. "How is she?"

"Just fine, Sharpay. How should I know? And the fact that her aunt just died doesn't click in your head. It's not like I'm gonna go to her house at 5 in the morning!"

"Sorry. I was just wondering."

"Whatev. God, I can't wait for school to be over. Thank god it's Friday."

The bell rang and everybody went to home room.

Meanwhile, at the Montez house……….

"Gabby. You should talk to Troy. Or Taylor. I heard you tell him that he could tell your friends."

"I said I didn't care if he told."

"Well, he took that as a yes because you have six cards waiting for you."

"Ma. Why don't you care!"

"What? You think I don't care?"

"Well, Yeah! You act as if you don't care. You probably just hate her because she's younger then you."

"Gabrialla Montez! A/N: I don't know her middle name. How dare you say that to me! I love my sister. I love her just as much as I love my other six sisters! Just because she's eighteen years younger than me, doesn't mean that she isn't my sister! You apologize to me. NOW!"

"Sorry, Ma."

"You'd better be. And Gabby." Ms. Montez softened her voice. "Talk to you friends."

"No. I don't have to."

"At least read their cards."

Gabby gave her mother a long, hard look.

"Ma. I don't know. I don't want to."

"Gabby, you need to talk. If not to your friends, then at least to me. Either me, your friends or a shrink. I know you hate shrinks."

Gabby smiled at her mom. Ms. Montez smiled back.

"Just read the cards, Gabby. You could just read the one from Troy."

Ms. Montez tossed the card into Gabby's lap. Gabby picked it up and stared at it. There was the handwriting that she loved. She could smell Troy on it. She sighed and read the address. Her address. She looked on at the return address. It said:

Troy Bolton

XOXO

Gabby sighed and looked at her mom again.

Haha. Cliffy. Will she read it? Give me reviews. I need to know! Hehe. Tell me what to do.

Xoxo,

NZ Gurlie.