Closed Book

Disclaimer: I do not own HSM.

AN: So this is my newest story. It's actually been written and re-written like 3 or 4 times because I kept somehow deleting it and being unable to retrieve it. It took me a while before I finally got something out that was remotely as good as the first time I wrote this. I really am mad that I deleted it. Now I backup all my files and save them on my USB drive and all that jazz. Anyways, this is just kind of a story; it has no relevance to my life and doesn't have any deep meaning. So enjoy, and review?

Gabriella Montez

It's amazing what you can hide just by putting on a smile.

My name is Gabriella Montez, and I'm a closed book. You want to get to know me? No chance in hell. Don't think I'm a bitch because that is definitely not it. I am probably one of the nicest people you will ever meet. Confused? Well, allow me to explain.

I'm told that I am nice, sweet, caring, smart, loyal…blah blah blah. I probably am all those things. It's what I want people to think. I want people to feel like they can talk to me. Feel like they can come to me with any problems they might be facing. It's how I hide.

I listen to others peoples' problems so I don't have to tell mine. A few months ago I wouldn't have even told you this much.

So, this little plan of mine was working out sooooo great until he came into my life. He changed everything…

Troy Bolton

Life can change drastically in no time at all. I would know.

My name is Troy Bolton and I'm just your average guy. Or I was… See I moved to Albuquerque a few months ago. That might not sound like anything too drastic but it sure changed my life…

Before here I was just entirely normal. I played sports and video games, I dated the occasional girl (nothing too serious or too manwhoreish), I hung out with friends and I went to parties. I was living the life of every other teenage boy in America.

Now… now I have all these deep thoughts and intense feelings and I've become so obsessive!! It's not normal and it's all because I moved here and met her.

Gabriella

A few months earlier

"Hey did you hear?" Taylor asked as we walked down the hallway.

"Hear what?" I love gossip…

"There's going to be a new kid this year." Seriously? Did Taylor honestly look excited by this?

"Oh yeah, I think I heard something about that…" I had, I just tried to block it out.

"Why aren't you excited?" Damn, she's on to me… new course of action.

"Of course I'm excited! Do you know who it is?" Hopefully my perfected fake enthusiasm worked.

"Yeah… his name's…. Troy Bolton?" Great it worked. Troy Bolton? What kind of name is that?

"Really, so it's a guy?" If I sound interested she won't ask many questions.

"Yes. Hey! Maybe he's hot and you can finally get a boyfriend!" Not likely…

I just chuckled politely at this. As if I would tell my best friend that I don't want a boyfriend… ever. She would go ballistic and probably give me some lame ass speech on how love is the greatest emotion and everyone should experience it… yada yada yada

So Taylor has starting talking about a problem her and Chad are having with their relationship. This is a type of conversation I'm comfortable with. I can handle myself here because all I have to say are words of wisdom and advice rather than my own feelings and thoughts. I thrive off other peoples problems… I'm the go-to.

"Hey guys!" Chad greets everyone before taking his seat next to Taylor at our lunch table. There is some boy lingering behind Chad. Strange much?

Everyone seemed to have noticed the boy lingering except Chad.

"Chad, it appears you've picked up a follower." Of course Sharpay would be the one to point this out. Chad turned and noticed strange boy.

"Be nice Shar. Guys this is Troy Bolton – the new kid." I'm sure he loves being referred to as that. "Take a seat man."

Troy walked over and took the last empty seat straight across from me. Now I can actually see him – brown hair, blue eyes, muscular, average.

"Hi, my name's Sharpay. I'm the head of the drama club, I star in all the schools musical and one day I'm going to be a star!" She sounded as if she rehearsed this, which she probably has.

"Hey, I'm Zeke."

"Taylor McKessie."

"I'm Kelsi"

"Ryan Evans."

Everyone took turns introducing themselves and shaking Troy's hand. Now everyone's eyes are on me. My turn I guess.

"Gabriella Montez, it's nice to meet you." I said with a flash of my famous genuine smile. He returned the smile and shook my hand. Great, maybe now I'll never have to talk to him again.

If only I could be so lucky.

Troy ended up in my 5th period class. Normally this would've been fine except for the fact that none of my friends are in this class and since Troy has only really met my friends he doesn't know anyone except me. Now I could be mean and not talk to him or I could be the person everyone knows me as and ask him to sit with me. Sigh, it's so hard to be nice sometimes.

"Hey Troy, over here!" I'm gonna regret this.

"Oh, hey. Gabriella right?"

"Yup, that's me."

"God, it's nice to know someone in at least one of my classes. Well besides gym." Chad was in his gym class. I knew this from lunch.

"It's such a small school soon you'll know everyone." Why am I so reassuring?

"My old school had over 3,000 kids… in my grade." Oh, great I get to here all about the big bad city.

"Really? It must have been huge."

"Yeah… I kind of miss it."

"I can't blame you."

"Why? Don't you like it here?" Oh shit, a question. A question about me and what I like… a question that I am sooooo not going to answer.

"Oh look, Mrs. Darbus is here" Saved by the crazy teacher! It's not often someone asks me a question that's not asking for help or advice… all the more reason to steer clear of Troy.

"Oh. My. God! That new kid is sooooo hot!!!" I don't know why I talk to Sharpay on the phone; she's bound to pop my ear drum.

"Shar, calm down. You have a boyfriend remember?" You'd be surprised at how often I must remind her of this.

"I know, I know…" She's probably the only girl on the planet to be this upset about having a boyfriend.

"Shar, if you don't like Zeke…"

"WHAT?! Of course I like Zeke!!! I love him!" I knew she was going to say this; I just needed her to remind herself.

"I know. So did you call just to tell me about how hot Troy Bolton is or is there actually meaning to this phone call."

"So you think he's hot too?" Of course she would only hear that part.

"I never said that." I suppose he would be attractive if I didn't hate him so much.

"Whatever Gabs. But no, I actually called because I need some advice…" Ahhh, the familiarity of problems.

So it's been about a month and a half since Troy moved here. Everyone in my group of friends has become great friends with him so he is now part of the gang. I suppose people think I'm friends with him too even though I still dislike him (and no one knows). My dislike for Troy has only grown in the amount of time he has spent at our school. Why you may ask?

Because every stinkin' day Troy tries to ask me a personal question. Well I guess to most people asking something like "So, how long have you lived here?" wouldn't be considered personal, but to me it is. It's like he's trying to get to know me and I don't like it.

Of course I haven't answered a single one of his ridiculous questions, but he still won't stop. It's like he's really determined to figure me out. Well, I'm really determined to make sure he doesn't figure me out so HA!

AN: So that's the first chapter! I hope you like it; please tell me what you think. I honestly have no idea how long this is going to be, I'm just praying I can finally write something longer than 3 chapters. That would make my day!