I'm sorry I haven't written in so long… I just lacked motivation, and I've been busy to boot. But I hope you still enjoy reading :)

Oh and for this fic… I know that sports seasons aren't ACTUALLY all at once… but in America, you can practically watch any sport known to man on TV at any time of day. So that should make it make some more sense ;)

So here we are again. Thanks for the response from all you reviewers, you really make my day. I can't stress enough the importance of the reviews I receive, because they really make me want to continue to write.

Disclaimer: I don't own it. Sorry.

This next theme is Sports.

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Monday

"So you see, you take the measure of the arc, over three-sixty, and then times it by the area of the… Troy are you listening to me?" Gabriella asked, as she once again tried to get the attention of her boyfrie… best friend. 'I wish he was my boyfriend,' Gabriella thought to herself dejectedly. 'But he's too busy to even realize that I like him.'

"Huh? What?" He asked, snapping his head around, from where it had been focusing intently on the door.

"Troy, are you… wait a second! You were trying to hear the football score from downstairs again, weren't you?" She accused him.

Troy had the decency to look guilty. "Sorry Gabriella," he said, frowning slightly.

Gabriella sighed. "Come on Troy, you said you wanted to get a good grade on the test tomorrow."

Troy sighed again. "I know, I know Gabriella. I'm trying to focus, really I am."

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Tuesday

After school, Gabriella wandered over to Troy's locker. "Math?" She asked hesitantly, knowing it could be a touchy subject for her best friend.

Troy shrugged. "I don't know, it was alright." Gabriella knew that tone. Things had not gone as he had wanted.

"It's just one test," Gabriella reassured him.

Troy frowned. "Thanks Gabi, but I know its my own fault if I did badly. You tried to help."

Had he not already been in a bad mood, Gabriella would have teased him about no more sports while studying.

Troy glanced at the clock, and then muttered a quick, "Shoot."

Gabriella looked at the clock as well. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Basketball," she said as casually as she could. She had never minded that he played basketball. But suddenly, there seemed to be ten times more practices than normal, and he had seemed to use them as an excuse not to hang out.

Troy did look like he felt bad. "Yeah. I…" He looked like he wanted to say something else. "We're still on for later, right?" He asked.

Somehow, she didn't think that's what he had been planning on saying.

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Wednesday

Gabriella waited as the phone rang. Finally, right before she was about to hang up, Troy answered. "Hey Gabriella," Troy said, a smile evident through his tone.

"Hey Troy," Gabriella said, "I was just calling about this weekend." Yesterday after basketball, he had invited her to go to a game with him on Friday night.

"Oh, yeah?" Troy asked, his tone growing more cheerful than before. "What did your mom say?"

Gabriella smiled into the phone. "She said that that was fine." She paused for a moment, and then said, "So what are you doing?"

"Oh," Troy said, his voice faltering a bit. "I'm… uh… I was actually watching a soccer game my dad had taped."

Gabriella rolled her eyes, but didn't let her smile fade. "Oh, I'll… uh. Leave you to it then."

Troy sounded offended. "Oh no you won't!" he scoffed jokingly. "As I said, it is taped. Are you daring to say that I would choose a soccer game over you?"

Gabriella didn't respond. When Troy answered, he sounded offended for real. "Oh, Gabi, you didn't actually think I wouldn't want to talk to you, did you?"

Gabriella bit her lip, but then said quickly. "No, no, of course not!"

She could feel Troy smile over the phone again. "Good."

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Thursday

Troy met Gabriella at her locker at the end of the day. "Hey, I know we had plans…" Troy started very miserably, "But… uh… Chad just called me. You know how he was out of school today? He was supposed to coach his brother's lacrosse team today. He asked me if I could fill in."

Gabriella had rather been looking forward to their afternoon plans—it was one of the rare days he hadn't had practice lately.

"Oh." Gabriella said shortly, trying to hide her disappointment. "Oh." She said again. "That's fine. We are still on for tomorrow, at least, right?"

Troy looked surprised. "Of course we are!" He assured her quickly.

Gabriella managed a smile. "Okay, good. Well, you better go then…" She said sadly.

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Friday

Gabriella was all smiles. She hadn't been able to see Troy almost the entire week, and now she was here at a Friday night baseball game with him. There was even going to be a fireworks show afterward!

She and Troy had been having a great time. She didn't mind watching sports… most of the time. It just wasn't an everyday occurrence for her. What had really made the evening for her though, was that she had been planning on a disturbance from either Chad, or a sudden basketball practice that popped out of no where, or else something she hadn't foreseen. But so far, it had been a perfectly quiet, fun night, just the two of them.

It was the middle of the fifth inning, when Gabriella heard the voice of the announcer. "Will you please turn your attention to the scoreboard in left field for tonight's announcements," the voice announced.

Gabriella, who had been to other sporting events before, turned to the board, knowing there would be such announcements as "Happy 12th Birthday Frankie!" and "Have a wonderful anniversary, Bill and Sharon!"

Half way through them, she noticed Troy getting a little jittery. "You okay?" she asked.

He hadn't torn his eyes away from the board. "Yeah, fine," he said quietly. Gabriella wasn't convinced, but she too focused her attention back on the board. After another minute, a message appeared on the board that made Gabriella's heart stop.

I love you Gabriella Montez.

It flashed on the screen for a moment, before switching to, Happy Birthday Rose!

The people around them had been unmoved by the announcements. Not like Gabriella had. She looked at Troy, a question in her eyes. He had gone white. He was biting his lip so hard that she was worried he'd pierce it and bleed.

"Troy, you…" Gabriella's voice trailed off.

"Gabi," Troy said, not looking at her. "I know lately it seems I've been preoccupied. I just didn't know how to act around you… so I tried to avoid focusing on you. I've watched more sports this week than I have in the past six months." He allowed himself a half smile, and said, "And that's saying something."

Gabriella's eyes were watering. Before she could say anything though, there was a cheer from the crowd, meaning the home team was heading back onto the field.

Troy wasn't paying attention to that though. "And I know it's incredibly corny, and I'm sorry for putting it on the scoreboard, but I just didn't know how else to say it."

Gabriella smiled, and turned his head toward her. "Troy… it was perfect. You know… I think I'm even beginning to take a liking to some sports."

Troy raised his eyebrows at her. She hadn't exactly given him a straight answer.

"Troy, I love you too. That was perfect. Thank y—"

She never finished. She would always remember though, that her and Troy's first kiss had taken place at a baseball game. From then on, she had an odd appreciation for all things sports.

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Okay, not my best work. I just needed something to get me back into the swing of writing. I should finish up all of my HSM stories soon (yes, including My Dad Taught Me). I know it's been a while guys. I'm really sorry about that. I just didn't have time for a while, and I lost interest.

For any of my Harry Potter fans, I'm sorry to say, I'm completely discontinuing those stories. After reading Deathly Hallows, I just can't continue them. Sorry for all of the people who read and enjoyed those stories.

She's the Man fans—I WILL finish Honestly. I just don't know when. Be on the lookout!

That's all for now… Be on the look out for the next one (Musical) soon! And like I said, keep your eyes open for updates on other things as well.

Much Love,

Monica