A/N: Okay, so I know there are many stories like this, but I will try to make this one as different as I can. Please just read and review!

"Okay, everyone, settle down," Mrs. Darbus said to the class. "There is still three months left of school, so there is no slacking off. We have many upcoming projects and assignments."

Gabriella leaned back in her seat, and sighed. She looked at the back of Troy's head. He was her best friend. Taylor was also her best friend, but Troy... was different. She would never want to admit that she has had a crush on him since she came to East High. Of course, she thought he was cute when she met him on New Years Eve, but now they are really close.

She saw Troy glance back at her and grin at Mrs. Darbus' comments. She let out a small chuckle and smiled. She knew they would probably never become more than friends, but every time he looks at her, she feels like her heart is going to melt.

When the bell rang for second period, everyone was glad to get out of Darbus' class. She goes on and on about how they still have a few months left before summer vacation, so they need to start paying attention.

Gabriella picked up her books, and caught up to Taylor by the door. Taylor wasn't going out with Chad... yet. They liked each other, and she has talked with Gabriella about how much she wants to go out with Chad. Gabriella has told her that she likes Troy. She didn't tell her how much, though.

"Are you ready?" Taylor asked, laughing at how many books Gabriella was carrying, and failing to keep them in her two small arms.

"Yeah," she groaned, picking up her geometry book that just fell on the floor. "Let me just... uh... get these."

"Okay," Taylor suppressed a laugh.

"Hey, Gabi, do you need help?" Troy asked, coming up to her, chuckling. He grabbed her English and math book.

"Thanks," she muttered, and laughed.

"Having troubles?" He smiled, as they walked out of the door.

His smile made her stomach have butterflies, "Just a little."

"I can't wait until school gets out," he sighed. "Just three more long, long, months."

She giggled, "Yeah, me too. It feels like it's going on forever."

"Well, you coming here has definitely made school go by faster."

"Really?" She grinned.

"Yeah, and we still have another musical to do," he said. He's been trying to convince her to do the spring musical, but she still hasn't made up her mind.

"We'll see."

"Come on, Gabi. We were awesome in the winter one. Especially you," he said, trying to sound convincing enough.

"Oh," she battered her eyelashes, and then made a straight face. "Nice Try."

"You just keep thinking about it," he said, as they walked into English, which fortunately, was more relaxing then Drama class.


At lunch, Troy sat in his chair with his tray of food in front of him. Chad sat on his left, with a basketball on his lap, and Gabriella sat on the right, talking to Taylor, on the other side of her.

Gabriella... he sighed. He couldn't deny the feeling. He loved her. Everything about her fascinated him. He's liked her every since she came to East High. She's the funnest person to be around out of everyone in the group. He liked Chad. Chad was his best buddy. He has been with him since middle school.

But Gabriella... she was different. He really felt like he could trust her more than anyone he knew. She listened to him, and she actually cared. He knew Chad cared, but he wasn't much of a listener. Troy also thought she was beautiful. He loved her brown eyes and long dark hair. He wanted to ask her out so bad. He knew he had the courage, and it wouldn't be too embarrassing since they're best friends. He just worried that if she said no; their friendship wouldn't be the same. Things might become awkward between them.

Troy told Chad about how he felt about Gabriella. He wanted to tell the person that he tells everything to, which was Gabriella, but... she was the topic. Chad also told him that he likes Taylor. He was planning on asking her out pretty soon. Chad wasn't nervous at all because he knew that Taylor liked him too. Troy wished he knew how Gabriella felt. It would boost his confidence level up to ask her out much higher.

He watched as Gabriella took a sip of her drink as she and Taylor talked about a homework problem at the table.

Chad hit his arm, "Man, stop staring."

Troy snapped his head toward Chad, "Hm?"

"Stop constantly looking at Gabi," he whispered. "I mean, I know you like her and all, but people are going to start noticing."

Troy coughed, and sat up strait. He wiped around his mouth, making sure there was no drool. He couldn't help but look at her, but luckily, Chad always saved him before anybody else could tell.


"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow," Gabriella said, waving to Troy as she walked up the steps to her house. He walked her home everyday, since they lived close to the school.

"Alright, I'll call you," he sighed, watching her walk away.

"See ya," she smiled at him before closing the door. She leaned against the inside of the door and sighed. She smiled at how she spent everyday with Troy. It was perfect. She held her books against her chest, as she walked up the stairs to her room.

When she got there, she sat at her desk and spread her homework out, working on it. Her mom wasn't home from work yet. She always got home an hour and a half before Gabriella got home from school. She liked that sometimes. It gave her time to be alone to do stuff, and sometimes she invited her friends over.

Halfway through her Math worksheet, she heard the door open, and then close. She knew it was her mom returning from work.

"Gabriella!" She called from downstairs.

"I'm home!" Gabriella called back, and then continued doing her algebra.

After working for a few more minutes, her cell phone rang. She unplugged it from the charger and looked at the caller ID. It was Troy. She smiled to herself and answered it.


"Hey," he responded, smoothly. "What's up?"

"Nothing much. Just finishing some homework," she said, putting her pen down and laying on her bed.

"Sounds... fun," he chuckled. "So, what do you say to the musical?"

She rolled her eyes, "Troy, I don't know."


"You know how I feel about performing in front of big crowds," she said, hoping Troy would stop pestering her.

"Oh come on, you were great in the winter musical. Yeah, sure you were scared at first, but you got over it really quick."

"Yeah, because I was with you," she said, softly.

"And you will still be with me in this one too."

"You really want to do it?" She asked, feeling as if she had no other choice but to say 'yes'.


"... Okay," she sighed. "But under one condition."

"Alright," he agreed. "What?"

"We have to do it together."

"Why wouldn't we?"

"Well, you could get the lead... with Sharpay or something, and I might have a small supporting roll."

"Gabriella, don't worry. You're great. Of course we'll do it together. I wouldn't have it any other way," he said. "And you know, you would be the one getting the lead, and I would get the supporting roll."

She laughed, "I'm sure."

"Gabi," her mom called from downstairs.

She heard and spoke to Troy, "Hang on. My mom just called me." She covered the holes where you talk in with her fingers and peered her head out of the door. "Yeah?"

"I need to speak with you downstairs," Ms. Montez said.

"Okay. I'll be right there," she shut her door and put the phone up to her mouth. "Troy, I have to go. I'll call you back in a few minutes."

"Okay. Talk to you soon," he said.

She smiled, "Sounds good. Bye." She hung up and set her phone on her desk, closing her schoolbooks and putting them in a neat pile.

She then came downstairs and sat on the couch next to her mom. "Hi. What's going on?"

"Gabriella, I have some news," her mom said, calmly.

Uh-oh, she thought. "Is it good or bad?"

"Well, I'm not exactly sure. Well, you know how my company transferred here to Albuquerque?"

Gabriella slowly nodded, not understanding where she was getting at.

Her mom looked into her eyes, "Well, it turns out we're transferring back to San Diego. I got a new great position as a partner with my boss."

"What?" She just stared, dumbfounded at what her mom just announced. She tried registering the news. They were moving? Again?

"Honey, I'm sorry," she put her hand on her leg. "I know this is sudden."

Gabriella didn't know what to say. Was she supposed to be happy moving back to her hometown? She would get to see all of her old friends. Wait-she didn't have any old friends. Her friends were here, in Albuquerque.

"Why?" She muttered, not blinking.

"I told you. We are transferring back because I got a great job back in San Diego. I got promoted."

"Oh," she looked down. She realized what was going on. They were going to move again, and she was going to leave all of her friends here. She was never going to see them again. She was never going to see Troy again. The thoughts rushed through her as her mom waited for a response.

"Isn't that great, Gabriella?"

"Great?" She asked, her voice rising. She didn't want to move! She hated moving! She's already done it enough, and thought they didn't need to anymore. She finally found where she belonged.

"I got a better job."

"But what about me?" She yelled, feeling new tears form in her eyes. "What about me? I finally make some great friends and I actually fit in! I know it's hard to believe. Gabriella Montez, fitting in? But yes, mom, I actually have friends that like me for who I am. You don't know how that feels to leave."

"Honey, I know this is really hard to understand and adjust to. Listen, you didn't want to move to New Mexico, did you?" She asked.

Gabriella just crossed her arms and look out of the window, feeling hot tears roll down her cheeks.

"Well, when you got here, it turns out you loved it. You made great friends, and joined a bunch of clubs-"

"Exactly why I don't want to move!"

"I know you don't, but who knows? You might make some great friends and you'll fit in."

"I sure didn't last time."

"But, you're different now. You know what you like. You've finally found out who you really are."

She sighed, and kept her arms crossed. She just wanted to run to Troy's arms and cry. She actually felt safe there. Like nothing could harm her. "When?"

"When what?"

"When... when are we going?" She sniffled and wiped her eyes.

"In about three months. It'll give you time to finish the school year. We have to visit and buy a house. You can check it out. Gabriella, I just want you to understand."

She didn't care. She was mad at her mom. She was mad at her mom's job. She was mad at everything right now. Everything was going perfect, and then it has to be ruined. She bolted up and ran to her room. She lay on her bed, and sobbed into her pink pillow.

How was she supposed to tell everyone? She couldn't leave. She just couldn't. How was she supposed to tell Troy?

A/N: Okay, thank you so much for reading. It means a whole lot to me. I hope you all review. That would make me feel very happy:) What did you think? And I promise, it won't be the same as all the others. Please review!