Asshole. Gabriella's favorite word in her 'List of Names for Perverted Losers' dictionary that she kept with her always in her backpack, otherwise known as her purse that she brought with her to school. Other than being a school girl; she was also the school's most famous slut. Gabriella was now eighteen and remembered all of the times she's been through since her mother had passed away. She was legal to move out of her father's house, but first she needed to go to college and then get a job to be able to have enough money for college. Her father wasn't a good man and also Gabriella had gone through many harsh punishments. Now, Gabriella locked her car and headed towards the entrance of East High. She has gone to East high ever since she was fifteen when she had first moved to Albuquerque, New Mexico.
As she entered her last year of being at East high, Gabriella had forgotten how many faces she had seen the first day she walked through those same doors when she was fifteen. "Gabriella!" A voice called out to her and she looked towards the direction the voice had come from. It was Kelsi Nielsen, the school's pianist. "Hello Kelsi. How was your morning so far?" Gabriella asked. Gabriella was wearing a mini-skirt, a pink shirt with a white tank top underneath, and silver high heeled shoes; also with a brown DC purse. "It was okay, but I have to ask you to do me one little favor." Kelsi said. Gabriella, being a petite little girl knew the feelings that Kelsi felt. Her mom had encouraged Gabriella to believe in herself and so Gabriella did. "Sure, walk with me to my locker first and tell me what you want me to do." Gabriella and Kelsi both walked down the hallway together as many guys stared.
"Assholes…" Gabriella muttered to herself, looking at the guys. She opened her locker as Kelsi kept talking. "…and so I was wondering if you could do the spring musical, since you are a very good singer and that you're Sharpay's friend and nothing will come between you, right?" Gabriella sighed and took out her Geometry book, Chemistry, and English book. "I'll have to think about that Kels. Thanks for the generous offer. You'll probably see Shar and me at the theater this afternoon." Gabriella smiled as she closed her locker and walked to her homeroom. Ms. Darbus' homeroom was the worst class in the entire school. Not only was the whole basketball team in her class, but Troy Bolton, the team captain was in there too. Gabriella entered her homeroom and sat in the back. As usual, Ms. Darbus wanted Gabriella to sit in the front, so Sharpay was now sitting in the back behind her brother, Ryan Evans. "Ms. Darbus, do you really want me in the front?" Gabriella asked Ms. Darbus. She remembered asking the same question when she was fifteen.
And all Ms Darbus said was, "You're our straight A student and they shouldn't be in the back." Gabriella sighed as she sat down in her seat, next to Troy Bolton. Today was the day Ms Darbus was teaching Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare. While Ms Darbus was writing some quotes on the bored, Troy turned in his seat to get a better look at Gabriella. Troy and his friends called it 'checking her out', while Gabriella and her friends called it 'Perverts'. Gabriella caught Troy looking at her again for the fifth time in a row. "Will you cut it out!" she hissed at him, whispering so Ms Darbus wouldn't catch her talking. "Why'd you have to be so damn hot?" he asked her in the same tone. Taylor heard what Troy had said because she was sitting right behind Chad. She rolled her eyes and wrote something down on a piece of paper. She passed it to Sharpay, who passed it to Ryan, and finally caught up to Gabriella.
Say this after class ends: "Troy you are a fuckin' loser and you should fuckin' go to hell." Gabriella hid the note in her pocket before Ms Darbus turned around. The bell rang and Troy was the first to go. Gabriella, Taylor, and Sharpay saw Troy with Chad and Ryan. "You really want me to say, 'Troy you are a fuckin' loser and you should fuckin' go to hell?'" Gabriella looked at Taylor. Taylor nodded. "Gabby, say it like you really mean it." The three girls were standing at Gabriella's locker, which wasn't too far away from Troy's. "No, that's…that's too mean. I don't want to—""Gabriella, you caught him checking you out. Now give him what he wants." Sharpay pressured Gabriella. Gabriella hated being pressured, especially by her arrogant father. She walked up to Troy who was laughing at a joke Chad said and immediately, Troy turned around. "Sorry about…this morning, I thought…" "No, it's not your fault." Gabriella smiled and walked back towards her friends.
"You didn't say it?" Taylor asked. Gabriella shook her head and turned to Troy. She put her middle finger in the air and smiled at Troy. She turned around and walked to Geometry. "Holy shit Gabs, that's better than what Taylor could've done." Martha Cox, another friend of Gabriella's, told her in Geometry. Gabriella laughed, but it wasn't loud enough for the teacher to catch her. "He deserved an innocent 'I accept your apology' look, but I gave him what I should've done to my ex-boyfriend, Kevin." Gabriella said. After geometry, the girls headed to lunch with all of their stuff. Kelsi walked up to the girls and sat down with them next to Martha. "Gabriella, are you going to be in the spring musical or not?" Kelsi asked. Gabriella looked at Sharpay, Taylor, and Martha. When she turned to look at Kelsi, her eyes gazed over to the jock table where Troy was. "Sure, I'd love to." She smiled. One of the guys got up from the table. "This is for you…" he gave her a bouquet of red roses. Gabriella pulled out the card and it read:
"I got your message earlier today and I understand that you hate me. Meet me at my car after school. 3pm and don't bring any of your friends. Troy Bolton"