"You were dating someone…"

"Wow, I've never seen your room so clean and tidy…"

"You've kept your room neat and tidy ever since…"

Pieces were falling together somewhat now for Troy, now that his forgotten past had to be rediscovered making it more difficult then just picking the memories from his brain, like a puzzle. There was something his friends weren't telling him, until now, and he was sure she didn't even realize it. The brunette stood up from his seat on the bed clearing his throat trying to pick together a plan to get her to spill more without scaring the girl off before he could fish more clues out.

"Mind if I walk you home, Gabi?" As he asked this Gabriella's eyes lit up, since she didn't know what she was in for.

With a nod the wildcat superstar grabbed his high school hoodie off the back of his computer chair and slid his arms through the sleeves before following the Montez girl down the stairs and out the front door, the whole while trying to rack a question that would get her to spill something else. Should he make it obvious he knew, or not?

The two teenagers walked side by side like a usual couple their age, looking quite normal even if both their mind sets were going in different directions. And on seeing Gabriella's house just ahead Troy seized his moment and took the smaller hand in his and pulled her to a halt.

"When did we break up?" He blurted out of no where, and it happened so fast he didn't remember how it sounded: demanding or curious? But whatever the case, it was out and the freaky genius girl's eyes weren't looking so smart but more like panicked. But Troy kept a firm grip on her hand letting her know he wasn't going to back down until he got the answer he was searching for.

"What are you talking about Troy?" she stammered out trying to force the fear to the back of her mind. Troy easily sensed it and tightened his grip on her hand.

"I've dated you throughout my entire junior year, I think I can tell whether you're lying or not." His blue eyes seemed to grow dark with seriousness, and Gabriella knew he wasn't about to back down.

"February…" Was all that came out of her chapped lips as her brown eyes filled with salt water tears, and it was a while before she choked the rest out. "Before prom, I had left to California for early orientation at Stanford."

Troy's grip weakened as he stared at her blankly in disbelief at the crying, now to be known, ex-girlfriend. It was already June, and he had broken it off with her five months and didn't remember that. It was a lot of take in knowing half of his senior year was now in shambles of this confusing puzzle he still was putting together, slowly. And he was determined to remember it all before next month Graduation, and he was going to do it if it killed him. The brown locks shook as the basketball captain came back to reality and gave the crying girl a confused look.

"Then," He said with a slight stutter. "Who am I dating now?"

Gabriella just shook her head crying harder then before and tore her hand from his and took off running up to her house making sure to slam the front door shut behind her, probably for dramatic effect. But Troy didn't bother to follow, and just looked on with a confused stare before jamming his hands into his pockets helplessly and turned on his heal heading back home.

~First puzzle piece leading to what this story is based on. Now Troy has to figure out who he was dating, and will he ever figure it out?

I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS, yadda, yadda, you know the drill people. Please Rate&Review. :D