I think i'm a fairly quick updater - isn't this good?! Wait - who am i talking to when i ask that question. Oh right, no one because i have NO REVIEWS. I know people read this and i get it put on story alert but no one ever reviews. Reviews are heaps good and like i said i give up on stories if they're not reviewed because what's the point? So please review if you like it, or even if you don't but be nice. in reviews you can give me ideas for stories to go with the lyrics and i can credit you etc. etc. the next lyric coming up and lyyrics for later are all in the prologue part thing (?) so yeah just look at it if you don't know the song.

Disclaimer: Why should i do these when no one reads my stories (according to reviews) and therefore wouldn't care whether i owned hsm or not? well hmm if that's the case then I DO OWN HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL. I AM DISNEY. just kidding. please don't sue me:)

"I dream about you when I sleep"

Gabriella ran to the water and laughed at her dad who was pretending to eat a freshly caught fish. She couldn't help but radiate happiness as she never felt more alive than when she went to the lake house with her dad. Her mum didn't come, preferring the comforts of the city, but Gabriella would have a smile permanently plastered to her face the whole trip. The special friendship she had with her dad was so comfortable and so perfect.

The family owned an old log cabin by a lake upstate, and although it was small and lacked any central heating, the family vibe that Gabriella felt every time they went to their lakeside haven radiated warmth that could never be artificially replicated.

"Stop it dad!" Gabriella squealed, "Come on, you might accidentally drop him or something – look at how he's wriggling! I want that one for dinner! Dad!" laughed Gabriella.

"Ok sweetie," the kind old man laughed as he put the fish back in the bucket, "anyway, enough fishing I reckon – let's take a paddle!"

With that Gabriella's dad dived into the river that ran past their house. Gabriella wanted to go in but had had some bad experiences with the current and didn't want to risk the chance of being pulled under further downstream.

"C'mon Gabby! It's so nice and the current's not even that strong today. Wimp!"

Gabriella knew that her dad knew she couldn't resist a challenge and desperately wanted to prove him wrong but her nature began to override her plan and soon Gabriella was in the water with her dad.

"Oh my god dad it's so cold! Ahh!"

"C'mon Gabby chill out, no pun intended."

"Haha dad, very funny. Whoa look at the fish! There are so many – and I could hardly catch one."

"I reckon they're happy that they've missed out on being dinner for us tonight Gab. Hey, speaking of dinner I'm hungry so I'm off to fry up some of those babies sitting in the bucket."

"Cool Dad. I'm starving too."

Gabriella sat on a rock by the edge of the river with her feet dangling in the water waiting for dinner to be served. She thought about how in a few weeks time she was going to be at her new school and wondered about the people there. She stared at her reflection in the water that ran by and wondered how everyone would see her. Freaky Math Girl – that was probably going to be her title – after all she had held it from as early as preschool. The Freaky Math Girl however, was not who Gabriella saw. She saw – someone else. She saw the girl that her dad loved more than anything – the girl that she became when she was at the lake house.

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A wind picked up and the sun sunk below the horizon as a chill ran up Gabriella's spine. The smell of the fish filled the air and Gabriella felt tired and ready to have an early night. In her dream like state, Gabriella suddenly felt a tug at her foot and suddenly she was underneath the water being pulled downstream. She gasped for air as she tried to bring herself to the surface but knew the current was too strong. She knew she was going to die. She couldn't breathe. Her lungs were closing up as water filled her mouth and the weight of her clothes pulled her to the depths of the river. The last thing Gabriella remembered were strong hands pushing her to the surface and over onto the bank.

But now she was experiencing something else that she didn't remember ever experiencing on that day. Strong hands were holding her once more and holding her close. Gentle hands were wiping the hair from her face and stroking her cheek. Loving hands tiptoed across her lips and inquisitive hands checked for any injuries. Concerned hands held her face towards the sky and upon regaining consciousness; Gabriella Montez saw the adoring eyes of Troy Bolton staring into hers. She was Ok. She was safe.

Gabriella woke up in her room and felt the sweat dripping from her face. It wasn't the first time that she had dreamt about the day that her father had lost his life in order to save hers. It was however, the first time that Troy had featured in the dream. Gabriella thought about how important the dream had become to her. She loved the beginning of it, the moments when she was with her dad and nothing bad was happening. She always woke up sweating and crying but for some reason, she never wanted to stop having the dream because it brought her dad to her, even if it was in such a sad way.

The dream was about the most important person that had ever entered Gabriella's life, so she wondered why Troy had entered the dream. She knew that dreams were usually random like that, but no one had ever infiltrated this personal dream before. It was too important. Maybe, Gabriella thought, Troy was now important enough to feature. Maybe, Troy was now the most important male in her life ever since her dad had gone. Maybe it was time to let go and just maybe, be completely happy. She knew her dad was telling her to go out and live, and give her love and trust to Troy in a way she hadn't been able to in years.

Gabriella sobbed as she made this revelation, because if her dad really was telling her to break free – it meant she would never have the dream again. Then again, maybe that was a good thing. Maybe she had to let go in order to hold on. Hold on to Troy – the love of her life.

So that's that. i like the idea and i like the weird way i incorporated the dream about you when i sleep part in a non cliche way. i dnt raelly liek how i wrote it thought so yeah tel me about it. Umm what was i gonna say? Oh yes - i know this has a little less troyella fluff but the next one can be completley fluffy if you want ! (though i dnt lyk fluff that much but it's fun to write ) so yeah review or pm story ideas!:)X i wanna add a new recurring character if that helps some.