I own nothing.
Troy hurried back to the cemetery. So what if Gabriella didn't believe him? He didn't care.
Troy slowed down, thinking. He did care. Gabriella was one of the only things he still had. The only person who could still make him smile. She meant something to him. She meant everything to him.
Troy shook his head, trying to get rid of the mental picture. "She didn't believe me." He said out loud. Ahead of him, a mother took her child to the other side of the street, looking at him as if he were crazy.
Maybe he was crazy.
Looking back on the past couple of weeks, Troy could see how some people-okay a lot of people- thought he was crazy.
Point one; he had given up basketball. Him, Troy Bolton, the starting point guard. The play maker. He had a dozen scholarship offers last year, and he had only been a sophomore. This year he had gotten more. And yet he had given it up.
Point two; his grades were slipping. Sure, he had never been the best student, but he had gotten the occasional "A". Now he was lucky if he got a "B". Mostly, it was "D's".
Point three; he'd quit drama. He'd had the lead role, which he had fought so hard for at the beginning of the year. Now the whole thing seemed…pointless. Along with everything else in his life.
Point four (The most alarming one); he was seeing the ghost of his dead best friend.
Yup, definitely crazy.
Troy felt more tears leaking out of his eyes. He'd cried more in the past month then he had cried in his entire life. He needed help, and he knew it.
Troy started back towards Gabriella's house. After a few steps he broke into a jog.
A block later he was running.
He was sprinting after two.
Troy was sweating by the time he reached Gabriella's house. He didn't bother with the front door. Troy climbed vines that clung to Gabi's porch. He peered in to find Gabriella sitting cross legged on her bed, listening to music. He tapped twice on the door, causing Gabriella to look up.
When she saw who it was, Gabriella opened the door and threw her ams around Troy. "Are you okay, Troy? You ran out of here so fast..." her words drifted into silence.
"I know, I know." Troy was absolutely serious now. "I need you help Gabi. I need you to go with me to the cemetary."
Gabriella groaned. "Not this again, Troy."
"But I'm sure of it. Look, come with me to the cemetary. If the whole thing is a prank, I'll forget about it. I'll rejoin the basketball team, too." Troy was begging her now.
"Help me get my life back, Gabs."
Gabriella looked at her boyfriend for a second before nodding wordlessly, wondering what she was getting herself into.
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