Traffic was a mess on the 101. None of the cars were moving, it was just dead steady. A siren could be heard from a far. Two young woman groaned at what was sitting in front of them.

"Ugh, why did you ask me to come again?" a young woman with chocolate brown eyes and dark, long locks asked her friend, mentally kicking herself for letting her friend talk her into going to Los Angeles.

"Because, you told me that you've never been here, and besides you need a Vacation, you haven't been on one in years!" her friend replied rolling her eyes.

"Right… And who would think that they're would be traffic on a major highway at Midnight!?"

The traffic started moving slowly, one car at a time.

"Finally!" both women exclaimed.

"Can you just take the next exit, and go from there, I think it'd be quicker." The friend told their cab driver.

The cab was moving slowly and got over a few lanes to take the next exit. The cab bill was already up to thirty dollars. The cab slowly got off the exit and onto a main road.

"Amanda, where are we staying again?"

"Gabbi, how many times do I have to tell you. One of my friends houses, Mark. And don't even ask if it's okay, because it's totally cool with him. He's totally chill. Mark probably won't even have time to hang out with us, we'll just do our own thing." Amanda laughed. "He has plenty of room in his house. Mark can loan two women two rooms for a few nights, while they're staying in L.A. Why are you so worked up about being in Los Angeles?"

"I have my reasons" Gabriella replied a little annoyed. Gabriella was a little hesitant about coming to Los Angeles. It was cool because she had never been there, but there was one person she did NOT want to run into. The person being a cartain young, shaggy hair, amazing blue eyed, L.A. Lakers Basketball player, that went by the name of Troy Bolton. He would bring way too many memories back into her mind that she didn't want to remember. She was finally overhim, finally over the heartache that he caused her over the years. About an hour later the cab pulled up to a gated house.

"Holy shit, where the hell does your friend live?" Gabriella asked gawking at the mansion that gleamed in the moonlight, before her.

"Can you just let us out here?" Amanda asked the cab driver.

"fity dollar" the cab driver replied. Amanda and Gabriella split the cost and both payed half of it. They climbed out of the cab and grabbed their suitcases out of the trunk.

"Hold on, let me call my friend" Amanda said while pulling her phone out of her pocket.

Ringggg…. Rinnngggg…RINNNNGGG

"Mellooo?" a sleepy headed Mark asked.

"HIIIIIIII! My friend and I are outside your gate. Can you let us in?" Amanda asked Mark.

"mmmmmm" he groaned, leaning over to his nightstand and pressing a button that was there. The gates to his mansion opened up and the two women walked in and up a long driveway to the house. There were about five cars outside his mansion parked.

"How many cars does a guy need to own?" Gabriella laughed. Amanda shrugged and laughed too. Amanda and Gabriella got to the main door and were about to ring the doorbell, but couldn't because the door swung open to Mark, standing in just his boxers.

"Nice first impression" Amanda giggled walking in to his mansion, dragging her luggage and Gabriella along with her.

"I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow." Mark told Amanda.

"Nooooooo, I told you the 11th we were coming in on the 11th." She replied, rolling her eyes. "Always mister forgetful"

Mark shrugged and started walking off back to his room.

"Ummm Helllllooo!? Where are we sleeping?" Amanda yelled down the hallway.

"Go past the the kitchen, first door on your right. I have to bunk you guys together for the night. I have some of the team staying tonight. Sorry, forgot to mention that. Remember, I'm mister forgetful" He yelled back. "And be quiet, they're sleeping and we have a big game tomorrow."

Gabriella and Amanda just giggled and started to walk off to the bedroom that they were staying in for the night. They passed the kitchen and found the first door on the right. They walked in and threw their suitcases in the corner and plopped onto the bed. The pair were both a little jet lagged from their flight and didn't care to change. Amanda and Gabriella climbed under the covers and fell asleep right when their heads hit the pillow. The sunlight came shining, bright through the unshaded windows. Gabriella woke up and noticed that Amanda wasn't there, but she smelled something good that was coming from the kitchen. She rolled off the bed, walked out of the room and into the kitchen. There sat about seven guys digging into pancakes, eggs and bacon. Two of the guys from behind looked oddly familiar, but Gabriella decided to dissmiss it.

"Dudeyourfriendneedstocomearoundmoreoften,thishearisamazing,ihaven't hadsomethingthisgoodinalongwhile" a raven-haried, fair skinned young man stated with amotuhfull of pancakes. Everyone just laughed.

"She is a great cook isn't she?" Mark replied kissing Amanda on the cheek, making her blush furiously. "Oh, good morning!"

"Good morning Gabi!" Amanda said a bit to cheerfully for the morning. Everyone turned around and two young men practically choked on their orange juice at the sight in front of them.