A/n: Happy Valentines Day, everyone! (even though I'm probably not going to get this chapter posted today)

At School The Next Day

Gabriella finished getting water from the drinking fountain.

"HEY! OCD FREAK! IF YOU DON'T DRINK A LITTLE LONGER BAD THINGS WILL HAPPEN!!!"

Gabriella ignored this comment from the passerby just like she had from everyone else who made fun of her that morning. Troy had been sticking up for her, but now he was at his locker. She had to defend herself now.

"Gabriella!" called Taylor, running down the hall to catch up with her. "Why didn't you tell me you have OCD? I'm your best friend!"

"I'm sorry, Tay. I didn't plan on telling anyone."

"I'm here for you, you know that, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, I did a bunch of research on OCD last night, so I'll understand anything you tell me!" smiled Taylor.

"Thanks, Taylor. Thanks for being a good friend."

The two girls walked together to Math Class.

"...and so the answer to this equation equals pi," explained Ms. Robbin. Gabriella was 45 minutes through her Math class. Then, she could go home, away from the mockery of her ruthless classmates.

"...and since ½ is equivalent to 5/10, who can tell me the answer to this next equation?"

Gabriella's hand shot up.

"Yes, Miss Montez?"

"The answer is a over 10."

"Very good, Miss Montez. Oh, and by the way, I'm here for what ever problems your condition may cause you."

At this comment, everyone in the class but Taylor snickered.

'Great,' thought Gabriella, 'Even the teachers know about this.'

At that moment, the bell rang. The day was finally over. Gabriella rushed out of the school and started walking home. She would have been walking home a little faster, but for some reason, Gabriella felt she couldn't walk on any cracks on the sidewalk.

"Can't step on a line, you freak?" said a too familiar voice.

Gabriella whipped around to find Sharpay with a smirk on her face.

"Sharpay, I've got to get going."

Gabriella continued walking home.

"Wait!" called Sharpay, "Troy wanted me to tell you something. He doesn't want to be with you anymore. He says it would just be too hard."

"What? Troy wouldn't say that," said Gabriella, not sure if she should have believed her or not.

"Fine...you can call him if you want. He said it. I promise," said Sharpay, her eyes smiling with delight.

Gabriella put her hand into her pocket, but realized her phone was at home.

"I'll call him when I get home," said Gabriella.

Sharpay turned on her heel and briskly walked away, bouncing on each step she took.

Gabriella wiped a tear from her eye. She began to cross the street, but her mind was somewhere else.

'Troy wouldn't do this. Sharpay is just lying. Ugh. I can't believe having OCD would do all of this to me.'

At that moment, Gabriella heard a squeak of a tire. She jerked her head over to see a car turning around the corner, swerving as it moved. She could barely think. Gabriella was about to sprint out of the street, but it was too late. It felt to her as though it all happened in slow motion, yet it was too fast. She saw two bright headlights coming closer and closer. Everything was quiet except for the ferocious motor of the big, black car speeding towards her. It came closer and closer until Gabriella felt it crash into her. Then, everything went black. The pain of the impact of the car soon left. Gabriella couldn't feel anything.

A/n: Will she die, or live? Only I know! Hehe! Review!