Disclaimer: Do not own HSM.
A/N: Just a heads up, this story will be starting again but moving very slowly, mainly because I don't know what to do next. Not to mention school starts next week. 2nd semester of college at age 16. My life is hectic! If you're willing to help me write this story, review and tell me. Cause I really think I need the help.
His eyes blinked left and right and he hid under his blanket. The rain was pouring outside, lightning was seen and thunder was heard. He peered from under his blanket as his brother slept soundly. Slowly, he got up and headed to the door. He gradually opened the door, and silently moved across the hall. There lay his mother, also sound asleep.
Walking to her side, he guiltily shook his mother awake, "Mom, wake up. I'm scared" he cried as tears gathered in his eyes.
Boom! – Another crack on thunder echoed through the suite. Gabriella gingerly peeked her eyes open to a sight she had seen many years ago. Carlos, dried tears along his cheek, cracked lips, hair in chaos, and eyes, wide as can be.
The mother of two sighed as she awoken from her sleep. Arms open, she walked towards the scared 12-year-old. Thinking back, she wondered if she should wake Troy up for this cause. It was after all his fault for deciding to watch the movie.
Voting against it, she headed over to the kitchen to get a glass of water, hoping it would calm the boy down. Carlos silently whimpered as he followed his mother. As minutes passed, Carlos laid side-by-side to Gabriella.
'It'll be okay, It'll be okay, It'll be okay' the thought ran though Carlos' head. But as the night continued, Carlos didn't sleep, not even for a second.
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The next morning, two members from the family of three awoke to the bright sun. One, was just about to get some sleep. The rain from last night was over. Bobby came crashing through the door towards the living room. The sight of Carlos with red rings around his eyes was hysterical. It was definitely a Kodak moment. Quickly running back to his room, he retrieved his camera, turning it on and getting ready to take the photo before a voice stopped him.
"Robert Montez, what do you think you're doing?" Gabriella questioned the mischief twin.
Hiding the camera behind his back, he smiled and dragged out, "Nothing…"
Eyebrow raised, she queried, "Really? So if I told you to bring your hands out in front, I wouldn't find a camera?"
Dropping the camera behind him, he shouted, "No" as the camera dropped to the floor, hoping to drain out the crash of the priceless camera dropping. "Shit" He quickly shoved his hands out in front in order to cover the sight of his mother.
Gabriella's eyes widened as she saw the camera in pieces. She looked up at Bobby as he slowly walked towards to the bathroom nodding, "Okay then, I'll just go take my shower now." Before dashing off into a sprint.
The door banged shut as Carlos screamed awake. Giving an exhausted sigh, Gabriella closed her eyes and sat down on the couch, slowly.
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By eight, the boys were down in the lobby and off to school. Gabriella was also down by the lobby. Flashes and screams could be heard though the glass and photographers tried to get through. Apparently, word got around that Troy Bolton was getting married. Jeez, weren't they quick.
Anyways, with her back turned, she failed to notice two figures approach her. "Gabi!" Sharpay squealed with excitement. The blonde and her beau whom she had not seen in five years was standing in front of her. Sharpay had not changed one bit nor had Zeke. Last heard, Sharpay was doing successfully over in Hollywood while Zeke owned a well known bakery.
Seeing an old friend brought back many memories. Almost too much.
AN: I know it's not much but like I said, I don't really know what to write anymore. With so many new stories coming out, not to mention a lot of them are kinda like this one. Its hard to write something original. Also, check out my new story, 'Super Spy Sleepover'.
Remember to review and please post me a message if you're willing to help out on this story.