Love's spelled D.I.S.A.S.T.E.R.

Hello guys! Missed me already? :P

The whole class started counting backwards… 5…4…3…2…1. The bell rang and everyone jumped out of their seats. Some hugged, some kissed, some spanked each other and got slaps in response… others just sunk in their chairs already missing high school.

"Gabs! C'mon! Don't be sad!" Troy tried comforting his best friend as he saw her put the sad face on he always hated. He can't stand seeing his best friend sad… it kills him.

"Sorry Troy… I'm just… going to miss this place," she tried hiding the falling tears.

Many people didn't understand Gabriella the way Troy did. She was supposed to be happy, to be saying: Finally! I'm out of here! But… she grabbed on to this place like if it were her home.

They say that the best years of your life would be the ones in high school… God Damn they were right. High School was the best part of her whole pathetic life… and now in a blink of an eye they were over, gone, puff! No where to be found! ... just the slightest memory.

Now, why would Gabriella cling to East High like if it were her home? Simply because she had all her "brothers" and "sisters" there; well… more like "brother" and "sister". Troy and Sharpay were her bestest friends in the whole world… and she loved them like if they were her family.

Troy wiped off Gabriella's falling tear carefully with his thumb and then grabbed her hand to get her up from her seat. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.

"You know what will make you feel better?" he asked in a soft whisper.

"What?" she murmured.

"A banana split with extra cherries at Joe's."

She smiled up at him really big and he grimaced. "Okay! What did I say about that face, Twinkie?" Troy asked.

She giggled and buried her face on his chest. "Sorry"

"Yeah, yeah! Now please don't ruin my shirt! I won't get lucky if you ruin my favorite shirt!" he joked.

She pulled apart and rolled her eyes. "You've said that since 9th grade and it only worked once and it was with Andy Tower… and she hasn't stopped stalking you since then!"

He glared at her. "I was drunk!!"

"Yea right! You told me all the details Troy! You weren't that drunk!"

Troy opened his mouth to say something but the closed it again. Gabriella grinned at him triumphantly.

"I still banged her hard and nice!" he lifted his chin stubbornly.

"Right!" Gabriella said sarcastically. "Now, can we please go for my banana split?"

"Nope! You've been a bad girl Ms. Montez!" He picked her up and put her over his shoulder.

"Hey! Careful! I'm still being a girl!" she scolded him.

"You are?" he smirked.

Gabriella smacked him on the back of his head. "You're not going to rape me, are you?!"

"EW!!! You're not that pretty!!"

"Geeze! Thanks Winnie!" she said sarcastically.

"No problem, Twinkie".

***

**2 weeks later**

"Is that the last damn box?!" Troy asked annoyed as he put Gabriella's cloths box in his mini van's trunk.

"Wait!! Frisky is missing!" She yelled and ran to him with a stuffed wolf in her arms. She was never able to sleep without her stuffed wolf, since it was the only memory she had left of her father, who passed away when she was only 4 years old. She almost didn't remember him; the only way she could remember his face, was by pictures.

"Hurry up! Get it in the trunk! I wanna leave already."

"Geeze! Someone got turned down again! Seriously Troy, we're about to leave and you're still flirting with girls around here! Wait till we get to UCLA first!" she rolled her eyes.

"You're not my mother…" he mumbled as he got in the driver's seat.

"I HEARD THAT!" she yelled as she closed the trunk.

"GOOD! NOW HURRY UP, POP SICKLE!"

"What happened to Twinkie?" she asked as she got in the passenger's seat and fastened her seatbelt.

"Wasn't funny anymore, you were starting to like it"

Troy started the car and they waved one last time to their families waiting at their doorstep. Gabriella sighed as soon as they were out of sight and then squealed.

"My God! Gabriella! Shut the hell up! What's the matter with you?!"

"I'M FINALLY GOING TO GET SOME PEACE AWAY FROM MY BROTHER!!" she raised her hands in the air and Troy rolled his eyes.

"I bet 200 bucks that in 2 weeks you're going to be crying because you miss him."

"Ha-ha! .... You're on, Bitch!" she smirked at him and then kissed his cheek. "I'm so happy!!"

"Well stop it, Pop sickle!"

"Awe… don't worry… many collage girls will want to sleep with you… you don't have to be so cranky."

"Ha-ha! Ain't funny…. Though it's true… I'm a true hottie, aren't I?"

"Baha! Yea and I have 4 legs and 2 heads!!"

"Well, you hide them pretty well, Gabs" he grinned at her and turned back to the road.

"Shut up Cucumber man!"

"Geeze! Thanks Gabsy!" he smirked at her.

"Why--- oh! You're a pig!" she crossed her arms.

"What!? It isn't my fault you think I'm well proportioned," he kept the smirk on his face while driving.

"Yea… keep dreaming, darling!"

"Nah… in my dreams I'm usually bigger than a cucumber"

"In my dreams you're less of a pervert"

He smiled at her and shook his head, then went back to pay attention to the road.

It was already 7:00 pm when they arrived at their new apartment. Gabriella was deep in her sleep and wouldn't stop talking in her sleep; Troy had a good laugh.

He stopped the car in front of the building and sighed tired. Rubbing his face, he yawned and then shook Gabriella lightly.

"Gabsy… wake up…" There was only a soft snore in response. "Gabby?" He sighed again and got out the car; he went over to Gabriella's side and opened the door. He took her seatbelt off and then picked her up in his arms.

They would unpack in the morning, besides, all their furniture were already unpacked and set, since they came a week ago to receive them from the local mall.

"Welcome home" Troy said to a sleeping Gabby when he passed the front door on the second story, apartment number 474.

He placed her over her bed, he took the cover that was set on the bed's feet and placed it over her. He kissed his best friend's forehead and then went back to the door, taking one last glance and then shuting the door behind him, heading to his own room, tired from a really long trip.

"Troy…" Gabriella whispered in her dreams, leaving a small smile plastered on her angel's face.

To be continued.