This story is about Gabriella and Troy who i think are really popular - i hope. SO PLEASE REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW. Yeah i really like where this is going because i like the song i think it really represents that kind of love that Troy and Gab have in which it's more obsessive teenage love than prolonged and boring love. Which is more exciting. So yes!:) please review. Like seriously lots of people read but hardly review. I like criticism ps. by the way, i have better mini oneshots coming up in this story than this so stay tuned.

Disclaimer: Wtf - it's so not mine.

"I've got your picture on my wall."

Troy Bolton was sitting alone in his living room nursing a broken leg. He cursed himself as he thought of the upcoming basketball game and couldn't help but feel a little bit guilty when he thought of his coach, who was so disappointed that his star player and son could not take part in on of the most important games of the season. It would decide whether the Wildcats would make the quarter finals or not.

"Far out, I did kind of hurt myself though dad!" Troy screamed out of frustration at the silent television.

That was his dad though, only interested in how well his team did. Troy shuddered with irrepressible anger. His dad had placed so much guilt on him just because he had hurt himself and his father had not even once asked whether he was ok. Somehow, through the anger Troy couldn't help but smile as he thought back to the way in which he had actually broken his leg.

His beautiful girlfriend Gabriella Montez had asked him to meet her after school by her locker. After a particularly terrible maths lesson in which Troy hadn't been able to comprehend the random formula that he had been asked to apply to a series of trigonometric problems, seeing Gabriella was just what he had needed. It was a Wednesday, and usually Gabriella had dinner with her grandparents but that night it had been cancelled so it was even more of a treat when Troy had walked toward Gabriella's locker. Her long dark had been resting on her shoulders in a subtle yet enchanting way, and the deep brown eyes that Troy fell into every single day were even more enthralling than he could ever have remembered. Maybe this kind of hypnosis and loss of sense was foreshadowing his leg's fate, Troy now considered.

"Hey." Gabriella said simply.

"Hey Gab…what you got planned?"

Gabriella had just smiled and started running away from Troy. Troy had then run after her. Troy had felt a magnetic pull to her and running after Gabriella felt more like something he had been forced to do rather than chosen. Looking back, Troy thought that that's probably the kind of thing that love can do to you.

Gabriella had run into the school grounds and under an old tree within the grounds. Before Troy had been able to catch up, Gabriella was up on a branch, sitting there innocently with her legs dangling.

"Come up here Troy. Bit slow there aren't we, Mr. Basketball Star?" laughed Gabriella.

Troy had scrambled up the tree in a trance then pulled Gabriella close into his arms. He had held Gabriella close in his arms and rocked her gently, making sure that if she wanted to run – he was holding tight enough to come with her. She was never leaving him. He had whispered in her ear that she was amazing, beautiful, gorgeous, incandescent and the reason that he lived. He had said everything that he had wanted to say, except those three words that he had wanted to say for so long. Then, Troy had started kissing Gabriella. Slowly at first, but then the pair grew vigorous and Troy had felt overcome with the love he was not able to express.

Sitting in his living room, Troy tried to stop himself from recounting what his next memory was. He knew it involved a hospital. He also knew it involved his exasperated and fuming father sitting in a corner as the doctor told Troy that although he had black out for 10 minutes, a broken leg was the only injury suffered from his fall. Troy remembered the Doctor's words.

"That was a pretty high fall, son. Luckily a broken leg's no big deal! 2 months and it'll be fine!"

"2 months." Troy said out loud now. 2 months was enough for his dad to get mad enough to leave the house. He had been gone for hours now. Just as he was thinking this, a key turned in the lock and Troy got up and saw his dad walking in the door.

"Troy. I have thought this through and I think that it would be best if you stopped seeing Gabriella."

"What? Dad! I fell out of the tree and broke my leg, move on. It wasn't Gabriella's fault! Why does everything have to be her fault?"

"Let's not play the blame game Troy. The point is that we have a big game coming up and you're not going to be there for your team. You're not even careful about what you do with your body even though you know that your team relies on your wellbeing!" screamed Troy's dad.

Troy had never seen his dad get as passionately angry about anything as he would get about basketball.

"Well Dad, I'm sorry that I won't be there. But I'm not the only one on the team! Can't I have a life? Do I need to concentrate on basketball 24/7?"

"Yes! You do! Do you know who I bumped into while I was out? The coach of the Tigers and he told me that there team has a new player who's transferred from Jersey. I've heard about this kid Troy – he's amazing. We're going to lose and it'll be that stupid girl's fault."

Troy felt something erupt inside of him. He wanted to strangle his dad – he wanted to strangle that man that had just insulted the most important thing in his life.

"DAD. BASKETBALL IS IMPORTANT TO ME BUT NEVER, EVER INSULT GABRIELLA LIKE THAT. YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT HER IF YOU CAN SAY THAT ABOUT HER. SHE UNDERSTANDS ME MORE THAN YOU EVER WILL!" Troy shouted.

And with that, Troy headed for his room. Obviously his exit would have been a little bit more dignified if it weren't for the crutches, but Troy felt he had made his point.

Back in his bedroom, Troy lay on his bed staring at the ceiling and feeling so much anger towards his dad he was scared that if he went downstairs again he might strangle him or something.

"Does love do this to you as well?" Troy asked his Wildcats mascot sitting in the corner of his room.

Troy decided that he may as well go to bed, as it was getting late and his leg really was hurting him. As Troy got off his bed to go grab something to wear to bed, a flash of red caught his eye. Troy turned and stared at a photo taken of him and Gabriella framed in some tacky red frame they'd found in a $2 shop. It had love hearts over it and said forever. Troy stared at Gabriella giving him a kiss on the cheek whilst they each held two ice-creams. Troy smiled to himself and realized something. The picture on the wall had reminded him that it was all worth it. She was worth it.