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fun fact : did you know it's impossible to sneeze with your eyes open?
"What was that today?" Taylor McKessie asked her friend, as the two patiently waited on the lunch line. She picked out a bowl of jello before scanning the rest of today's food.
Gabriella gave her a puzzled look as she took a small bowl of pasta. "What do you mean? What happened?" she asked.
Taylor rolled her eyes impatiently. "Oh, come on, Gabs, why won't you tell me already?" she said, examining the chicken noodle soup, before placing it on her plate.
"What?" Gabriella asked, for once she was confused. "What are you talking about?"
Taylor let out an annoyed sigh. "You and Troy, partners. I swear, you were ready to eat him alive. What was that about?" she asked.
Gabriella rolled her dark brown eyes in annoyance. "Well, for being, about three minutes late, I get stuck with the most annoying, incompetent, most fake, completely failing," she said gripping her lunch tray, "lunkhead basketball player who thinks he can get an easy A, because I'm the one doing the work." she said, letting out a big sigh.
"Gabs, don't break the tray. It's obvious you don't like him, just make it work." Taylor said, with a carefree shrug. "You should be used to it, you tutor...so just think of it as tutoring."
Gabriella knit her eyebrows, giving her an uncovinced look. "I tutor because I want to help someone, this is being used against my will, but in a way it's my will because I want to get a good grade but against my will to help Troy." she said, as she paid the woman at the cash register.
Taylor did the same and nodded her head. "Well good luck, I have Chad Danforth. Total jock, also incompetent, and his ego is much bigger then his hair." she said, as the two walked to their table.
Gabriella laughed. "True," she said, as she slid into a seat at the lunch table. "Yeah, well since Troy's trying to show me up, he said he could do half the work."
Taylor smirked. "Really? Pshh," she said.
"I talk about the history, economy, and geography. He talks about entertainment, famous people, famous landmarks and culture. He's even thinking about a poster," Gabriella said, with a sense of a sarcasm in her voice.
"Freaky math girl!" someone from the jock table shouted as a round of laughter followed. Gabriella turned around and shot a cold glare at the table, especially to Troy Bolton.
Gabriella rolled her eyes. "It's Physics!" she said, standing up and walking to the jock table. "Something you're all failing." Gabriella said with a smug smirk.
"Yeah, whatever, geek." Troy laughed.
"Mmm," Gabriella said, with a fake smile. "One more thing, say something else and I'll shove this lunch tray up your butt, before you can shoot a ball through any hoop. Besides," Gabriella smirked. "it's not like any of you are that good."
"Oooh," Chad said, as Troy became silent and nudged him in the stomach.
Troy crossed his arms and flipped his hair. "Psh," he mumbled. "What afraid to fail?"
Gabriella rolled her deep brown eyes. "You're so stupid, that question implies your the failure." Gabriella said, before she walked back to her table and slipped back into her seat.
Taylor cracked up in laughter and smiled as Kelsi Neilson slipped into her spot at the table with a soft, shy smile. The two girls greeted her with small waves.
"Hey," Kelsi said. "Whattya think of this?" Kelsi asked, as she handed the girls a copy of some music and lyrics. "I just wrote during Biology...I was a little bored, but um...yeah." she said, playing with her fingers, nervously. "Yeah, I was thinking of...um, giving the lyrics to Ms. Darbus for her Winter Musicale?" she said, in more of a question form.
"These are great," Gabriella said with a happy smile. "You should definitely show them to Ms. Darbus, they're great."
"Yeah, Kels. They're awesome, you should tell her now before she uses her old boring, lyrics." Taylor suggested.
Kelsi gave them an awkward nod, and took the paper back. "Thanks," she said, shyly before leaving the two girls to meet Ms. Darbus. Gabriella smiled to herself because of Kelsi's awkwardness, she always wondered why a sweet and nice girl like herself was always purposely isolating herself.
"Oh, I forgot, I have to help Ms. Sanders in the Chem lab and then I have to tutor someone." Taylor said, throwing her trash away and putting her tray back on the counter filled with other trays. "Sorry, Gabs, see you."
Gabriella nodded as Taylor scurried out of the cafeteria. Gabriella threw her garbage and tray away before clearing the table. She left the noisy cafeteria, just before the warning bell rang. She had Free period right after lunch, and she could anything she wanted.
During Free Period, Gabriella spent most of the time tutoring seniors, juniors, or anyone else that needed her help, but today was Tuesday. Tuesday meant an actual Free Period, all to herself. Taylor was off tutoring one of her students and Kelsi and Ms. Darbus were mustering up ideas for the their Musicale. She would catch up with some studying, but she figured she could do that another day. She crept through the quiet hallways and nearly empty hallways. She found the Music Room, open and empty. She snuck inside, and looked at all the polished instruments and smiled to herself as she placed her hand over the baby grand piano.
Making herself comfortable on the piano stool, she picked up the acoustic guitar sitting proudly on the stand. She held it close to her chest and pulled her fingers slowly across the strings, making a soft sound. And then she began to open her mouth.
Troy walked over to his locker in the crowded hallways, since everyone rushed out of the cafeteria. He spun the dial of the lock and opened it up. He grabbed some of his books and his small gym bag. He threw them over her shoulder as the people in the hallway began to scatter to their classes. Once the hallway was cleared, he walked to the gym for another one of those crueling practices, suicides may be included.
Troy let out a sigh, as a soft mesmerizing voice filled the hallways. He looked around, but he saw nothing and the voice continued in a smooth, soft tone.
Everyday I sit here waiting
Everyday just seems so long
Troy moved further down the hall, determined to find that beautiful voice, and he still heard it. It filled the air, it filled the hallway, it felt like it filled his heart.
And now I've had enough of all the hating
Do we even care, it's so unfair
Troy smiled to himself and finally found the voice he was looking for. He stood at the doorframe of the music room and saw a beautiful girl, sitting on the stool, her long dark hair covering her face and the words, pouring out her heart.
Any day it'll all be over
Everyday there's nothing new
Troy leaned against the doorframe, impatient to see the beautiful face, the matched the beautiful voice. He was curious who this girl was.
And now I just try to find some hope
To try to hold on to
But it starts again, it'll never end.
Troy smiled at her petite figure and the beautiful voice that filled his ears. He took a deep breath, hoping she wouldn't notice him.
I'm heavily broken
And I don't know what to do
Can't you see that I'm choking
And I can't even move
He was determined to figure out who this girl was. How come he never knew her? How come he can't remember her? Why was she suddenly so special?
When there's nothing left to say
What can you do
I'm heavily broken
And there's nothing I can do
Troy noticed it was hard for her to speak the last line, but he didn't say anything or even move. He just stood there and watched her as she plucked the strings softly.
Almost giving up on trying
Almost heading for fall
And now my mind is screaming out
I've got to keep on fighting
But then again, it doesn't end
Troy smiled, as she took a deep breath to finish the rest of the song.
I'm heavily broken
And I don't know what to do
Can't you see that I'm choking
And I can't even move
When there's nothing left to say
What can you do
I'm heavily broken
Troy looked at her, she slightly lifted her head, but he still couldn't see her face because of her thick, curly brown hair.
Feels like I'm drowning
I'm screaming for air
Louder I'm crying
And you don't even care
I'm heavily broken
And I don't know what to do
Can't you see that I'm choking
And I can't even move
When there's nothing left to say
What can yo do
I'm heavily broken
The mysterious girl, lifted her head, revealing a tears rolling down her face. She opened her eyes and strummed the guitar for the last time and took a deep breath. Troy stood up straight, a little surprised to see it was Gabriella.
"Gabriella," Troy said, in a loud whisper.
She looked up, her eyes filled with tears and surprised. Her startled face was filled with tears and she quickly wiped her tears away once she saw him. "Ohmygosh," she mumbled. "What are you doing here?" she asked, more surprised then angered. "How long were you listening to me?"
"Um..." Troy mumbled. "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to...interrupt...I just--um, but you were amazing." Troy said, a little nervous.
Gabriella put the guitar back on the stand. "Um, thanks." she said in a soft tone. She sniffled a bit a wiped her face for the last time and walked closer to Troy. "Why are you here? How long were you listening to me?"
Troy, still mesmerized looked into her deep brown eyes and smiled a little. He tried to open his mouth but nothing came out. He took a deep breath, but nothing came out.
"Hello? Answer me," Gabriella said.
Troy shook his head. "Um..." he said, mesmerized. "Uh, I was one my way to basketball pratice and...I heard everything." he finally said, after a short amount of silence.
"Oh," Gabriella said, looking away.
"You were...amazing though, you were incredible...I mean, how come you've never told anyone?" Troy asked, suddenly a smile crept on his face.
"No one ever asked, why should I tell?" Gabriella said, walking to the doorframe. She looked up into his deep blue eyes and fought back a smile. "Don't tell...anyone." she said, a little angered.
"Okay." he said, with a nod.
Gabriella held out her pinky to him. "Promise?"
Troy took it, happily and they locked their pinkies. "Promise," he said with a half smile.
Gabriella released her finger and gave him a small smile. "Thanks," she said, walking out of the music room, but Troy quickly stopped her.
"Um, Gabriella...do you think I can come over tomorrow? I mean to work on the project," Troy asked, rubbing the back of his neck.
Gabriella scoffed. "I thought you wanted to work on seperately? You're doing half of it, right?" she asked, smugly.
"No, it's just that it's still a group project."
"Fine," Gabriella muttered, waving her hand at him lazily. She soon became the girl Troy knew, as smart, annoying, and annoyed.
"Wait, what was the name of that song?" Troy asked.
"Heavily broken," Gabriella said, letting out a difficult sigh before she walked down the hallway, leaving Troy amazed yet confused. One second, she's the upset, angered, smarty pants, the next she's a sweet, shy, girl. Who is she?
well, yeah, that's it. the song is heavily broken, by the veronicas. it's a great song, i love it. i've played it like 135 times on iTunes (: hahaha, anyways, please review!
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