I walked into my new house and immediately missed New Mexico. It was hard to move on and with Him back I would
need to be extra careful. I wish I could have told Troy, but there was no need since I moved. I missed him and the rest
of the guys, already. I would even be happy if I saw Sharpay or Ryan. (I shuddered at the thought.)
I was sad since I could no longer talk to Troy from in New York I knew he was free to date. I knew I could never date
some one else. I loved him. I'm not sure he felt the same way though. Grr… I hate having confused feelings.
"Gabby, I need you t help me unpack the boxes." My mom pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Yes, Mama," I called out. I hated unpacking, but it would give me time to think of all my confusing thoughts.
I walked into my new home and my cell phone rang.
"Hello?" I asked the unknown caller.
"723 Kinsley Lane, New York City, New York." I hung up with the all too familiar voice.
"How'd he find me?" I asked myself.
Troy was in his back yard shooting hoops and trying to grasp the fact that Gabriella was really gone.
"What's wrong, Troy? You haven't made a single shot." His father asked.
"Gabriella moved and I still can't believe it."
"That's too bad. I was growing used to her."
"Really?" Troy asked surprised.
"Yeah, after the musical I started to get used to the fact that she was going to stay around. Come on, your mothers got
supper (I'm southern) ready."
Troy and his father walked inside and sat down at the table. Troy went to bed that night still trying to grasp the fact she
was gone. He woke up the next morning and ate a quick breakfast, and went to his room again. His cell phone rang and he got up and answered it.
And he got up and answered it.
A little talk with Chad will be nice.
"Troy, Taylor's missing."
Troy was dumbfounded.