Chapter 5:

"I'm calling the police. I can't believe she ran away. Do you know what 'see you in Bohemia' means?" Anne asked Troy as she got up to get the phone.

"I can only think of one thing. She has a very close family friend in New York who was in Rent which is about a bunch of Bohemians. That might be where she's going."

"New York? That can't be right. Oh yes, is Officer Smith there. Yes, it's an emergency thank you. I want you to call this friend of hers to see if they know where Gabriella is. Yes, Officer Smith, this is Anne Bolton; I'm a friend of Gabriella Montez's. Gabriella's gone. She spent the night at our house last night, because we didn't want her to go home, and now she's gone. She did leave a note at her house that said that she was sorry for all the trouble she put us all through, and that she'd see my son in Bohemia. My son said that she has a very close family friend who was in Rent which is about Bohemians, so she might be going there. One second, Troy, what's this friend's name?"
"Umm, Adam Pascal, here's an actor."

"Adam Pascal. Okay, half an hour? No, we haven't called her Mother, right now she's on a flight here, but I'll leave a message on her cell phone. Thank you, bye." Anne hung up the phone, and picked it up again to call Rosa.

The rest of the day passed as a blur to Troy. While his Mom was talking to Rosa on the phone, he went back down to Gabriella's house to see if she left him another note or something. While he was there, he found that her emergency stash of money was gone. She had about $400 saved up over the years in an envelope she kept under her clothes in her dresser, and all of it was gone. Her backpack was gone, along with some of her clothes, her brush, her purse, and her cell phone. She couldn't survive long wherever she was, Troy knew that. By the end of the day, Troy had talked to each member of the gang, Rosa, Officer Smith, his Father, his Mother, and Adam Pascal, and each one of them had asked him if he knew where Bohemia was. Adam decided that he would try and figure it out too, and if Gabriella showed up at his house in a few hours, he'd call Rosa and Troy to let them both know that she's safe.

Troy was lying on his back on his bed, waiting for sleep to come, but it wouldn't. He couldn't help but be worried about Gabriella. Was she safe? Did she get to her destination alright? She was in such an emotional state that he couldn't even begin to imagine what was going on in her mind right now. Around 3 AM, Troy finally dozed off.

"Hey Gabi, could I ask you a question?" he asked her as he gently began to rock the swing back and forth with his foot.

"Depends," Gabriella mumbled as she buried her face in his neck. "Does it require a lot of thought, because I'm only in the mood for yes or no questions at the moment?"

"It depends. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go, and why?" Gabriella sat up and looked at her boyfriend, slightly confused.

"Where did this come from?"
"I don't know. Would you just answer it?" Gabriella leaned back up against him.

"You remember that part in Rent where the guys were all on the subway, and singing about how wonderful Santa Fe was, and how they would all go there one day to forget their worries?" Troy nodded. "Well, that's where I want to go, Santa Fe. How about you? Where would you go?"

Troy bolted upright in bed. Bohemia wasn't a place! It was a point in the right direction! She was calling Albuquerque Bohemia! In Santa Fe, they refer to New York City as a Bohemian-hell, and say that they'd go to Santa Fe to escape it. Gabriella was in Santa Fe. Troy jumped out of bed, threw a handful of clothes in his backpack, grabbed his cell phone, and the $100 that he had. He'd need more money. Silently, he crept downstairs, and found his Father's wallet. Sure, he'd probably get in trouble for this, but he needed to get to Gabriella. He took $250 from his Father's wallet, and wrote his parents a note.

Figured out where Gabi is. I owe you $250, but I swear I'll pay you back as soon as I get back. I promise I'll call you in a few hours when I get there. Please don't be mad! I have my cell phone! Love, Troy.

Troy grabbed his cell phone charger, and snuck out of the house. He started his dark blue Camry, and began his 54 mile quest to Santa Fe in search of his girlfriend.

A/N: Short chapter I know, sorry! I'll make sure to update soon, promise.