Troy couldn't believe how much Gabriella overreacted. Didn't she know that he wanted to be close to her, but he just didn't get accepted? He would never leave her like this intentionally.

That's it. I'm calling her, he though to himself.

Ring. Ring. Ring. No answer. Voicemail. Crap. She won't answer me.

Troy was getting really aggravted now. She was overreacting way to much.
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Gabriella was starting to feel bad. Maybe she should have answered Troy when he called.

No, she told herself. I will not give in. I have nothing I want to say to him right now. he's the one that is leaving.

"Gabi! I'm home," Gabriella's mom, Theresa, announced as she walked through the door.

Gabriella tried to stop her tears. She didn't want her mom to know she was crying. "Umm..Ok Mom."

"Gabi, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Mom."

"You are lying. I can tell when something is wrong," Gabriella's mom said as she walked into the living room. As soon as she saw the box of Kleenex on her daughter's lap she sat right down and pulled Gabriella into her arms. "Sweetie, tell me what's wrong."

"Troy."

"Troy? What's wrong with him?" Gabriella's mom was starting to get worried.

"Nothing is wrong with him. It is just what he did."

"What did he do? Did he break up with you?"

"No, Mom. But he should have."

"Why, Gabi?"

"Because he is going to LSU, Mom. LSU is all the way in Louisiana. I'm going to be in California."

"Why should that matter?"

"Because that is a big distance. There is no way we can survive this distance. He was supposed to be going to college in California like me."

"You two weren't going to the same college anyway."

"But still. He was going to be in California. It wouldn't have been as big of a distance."

"Listen to me Gabriella Montez. You and Troy will get through this. Now, I suggest you get upstairs, freshen up, and go talk to Troy about all of this."

"I don't think today is a good time. I made him pretty mad. I think me and him both need a night to cool down."

"Okay Gabriella, but you have to promise me you'll talk to him tomorrow."

"I promise Mom."
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When Troy finally made it home he went straight up to his room.

Knock. Knock. "Troy, you up for a game of basketball?" He father asked as he poked his head inside the door. Troy was laying on his bed staring at his picture of him and Gabriella that Taylor took of them after they won the callbacks.

"Not today, Dad. Not really in the mood."

"What's wrong, Troy?" His dad now made his way fully into the room and sat on the bed.

"I told Gabriella today that I'm not going to UCLA, but LSU instead."

"I'm taking it she didn't take it too well."

"She totally overreacted, yelled at me, and ran home. I tried to call her, but she wouldn't answer her cellphone. I don't know what to do, Dad."

"Well I suggest you sleep on it tonight, and go talk to her tomorrow. Don't blow up on her. Listen to her side, and make her listen to your side. You two will get through this."

"Thanks, Dad."

"No problem, son."
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Ok. So it is finally updated. Hope you all liked it.