A/n: I don't have that much to say in this note. Please continue to review. Authors on fan fiction know how important getting reviews are, and if you don't have a pen name, you should get one. It's a lot of fun to write.

Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone stands
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along

So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a day full of hardships

Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold

Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)

When everything is wrong, we move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you doAnd even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know you do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along

(Lyrics by the All-American Rejects, lyrics found at lyrics changed around a little by me)

A/n: I just wanted to put a little opening lyrics before the chapter. I thought the song went well with the story, because Gabriella is "moving along," even though she feels alone. Go Gabriella!

Nobody knows how hard it has been,

The trouble it is to smile a grin,

The difficulty of my condition, overwhelming as it is,

Is even harder keeping it away from other kids,

I try and try, and I don't seem to get better,

Which is why I'm writing you this simple letter,

Dad, you give me the faith to keep going,

I love you, Dad, my love is ever-growing,

I wish you were with me, but I still pray,

That I will forget that dreadful November day,

The drunk driver was stupid, why did he take your life?

Leaving mom and me in emptiness and strife,

But, still, you can help me, I know you can,

It'll all work out in God's loving plan.

I miss you, Dad,

Gabriella

Gabriella finished writing her poem and closed her notebook right when the bell rang, indicating that it was free period. She was walking to her locker when a hand from a janitors' closet pulled her in.

"Troy?" she asked, when he turned on the bare lightbulb.

"Gabriella, we need to talk," he said with a serious face.

"In a janitors' closet?" asked Gabriella with a confused expression on her face.

"Gabriella, listen to me," said Troy, ignoring her comment, "I feel like your hiding something from me."

"Troy, I've got to go to Scholastic Decathlon practice, can we talk later?"

"No, Gabriella, this is important. I feel like your not communicating with me. We're supposed to tell each other everything! I'm your boyfriend."

"I'm sorry, Troy. I've got to go!" said Gabriella, a tear trickling down her cheek.

"Something is wrong!" said Troy when he saw her tear. "Gabriella, you can tell me anything."

Troy held her hand.

"Gabriella, if something is wrong, you've got to tell me!" he said loudly.

"Troy, I can't!" she said, more tears falling down her cheeks.

"Then I guess we can't be a couple!" shouted Troy.

"Troy, you don't understand-" said Gabriella, but she was interrupted by Troy.

"Understand what?" asked Troy.

"I have OCD!" cried Gabriella.

Troy was silent.

"That's why I've been acting weird for the past few months! That's why I've been washing my hands too much! I didn't want you to treat me differently! That's why I didn't tell you! I didn't want the whole school to know! I didn't want to be considered a freak!" shouted Gabriella, her face pink, and her eyes leaking tears.

"Gabriella...I really care about you. You're perfect in every single way, and I would never call you a freak," said Troy. He held her chin softly in his hand. "I love you."

Troy leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.

Suddenly, their kiss broke apart because of a stomping noise. Through a crack in the door, Gabriella saw a mass of blonde hair. Big, brown eyes gazed into the closet, and on seeing Troy and Gabriella stare back at her, the eavesdropper ran away.

A/n: Hehe! I left you on a cliffhanger! Please review!