Gabriella And Sharpay Novels & Stories

Sophia's POV I puffed out continuously to lessen the nagging distress on every part of my sore body. I had to act smartly before I would be disgraced, but the physical pain I was experiencing at the moment surpassed the emotional discomfort as I assumed that my embarrassing video in the bathroom from the previous night was probably the trending on the internet.

I'm an avid outdoorsman, while my wife, Gabrielle Jensen, is a homebody through and through. Every time I invite her to outdoor activities like hiking, running, and swimming, she turns me down. "I hate exercising," she says. Later, someone starts an online trend of showing how lazy their girlfriend can be. I film Gabrielle being a couch potato and post it to join the trend. Everyone comments saying how she's a true lazy introvert. Then, one comment catches my eye and freezes me in place. "Isn't that the old pool queen Gabrielle Jensen? She and Caleb Fisher made quite the swimming duo back then. Their relay team brought home more than a few trophies for our school. "They were the golden

With Gabriella I can learn to…to love again. "Why would I? Can you think of a time when I've ever cared for you?" I was about to reply to him but then I heard the door opening. Gabriella came out, she looked more pissed than happy now. "WHAT STUPID BET ARE YOU TWO ON ABOUT?" She screamed loud enough for everyone’s ears. "Gabriella, calm down, I can explain-" I said trying to defend myself.

My mind drifted back to when I was sixteen, the first time Gabriel held my hand and said I belonged to him. At eighteen, when our families arranged the engagement, he had declared in front of everyone that I was the only one for him for the rest of his life. Yet, at twenty-two, he showed up before me with his eighth girlfriend. The person I once called Gabe was no longer mine. I opened my eyes, picked up my phone, and opened my chat with Gabriel. The last message was from three days ago. He had sent me a photo of him and Whitney together. “My new girlfriend. She’s pretty, right?”

as she moved to get out of bed as not to wake up Aris. “I was hoping we could meet for coffee,” Gabriella said. “There is something I would like to talk to you about.” Adrea closed her eyes briefly. A she made her way towards the bathroom. She knew what Gabriella wanted to talk to her about. She also remembered the last time Gabriella had called her, the sharpness in her voice, the accusation that she had made herself the centre of Tiara’s engagement by not being present. By existing too loudly even in absence.

**** Unexpectedly, Simon and Richard's reunion came as a shock to everyone, leaving Gabriella completely oblivious to the developments. One calm morning, Gabriella found herself in the cozy confines of Aunt Mary's cottage, seated in a comfortable position. With a casual gesture, she aimed a remote control at the television, its screen immediately displaying a breaking news report detailing the newly-formed partnership between Simon and Richard. The revelation struck her with astonishment, shattering her preconceived notions of their relationship.

Since the previous incident, Lucy had become increasingly attentive to her children. She watched over them at nearly every moment. She feared that Charlotte might seize any chance to harm the children, so she remained vigilant and meticulous, avoiding any lapses. In her eyes, Matthew Leon and the children represented her entire world, and she could not afford even the slightest mishap. One day, Gabriella Sharpe visited their home. She arrived as lively as ever, wearing impeccably applied makeup that included an expensive shade of lipstick. Her appearance radiated the elegance of a woman of high social standing, making her stand out among the people on the street.

She nodded her head and take her bag to go home. ***** "Gabriel, Gabriella doesn't run. Oh gosh." I said while shaking my head. They're so hyper. I just look at Gabriel and Gabriella playing on the playground while sitting on one of the benches there. I smile looking at both of them. They're so cute. Gabriel has dark brown hair and brown eyes while Gabriella has light brown hair and brown eyes too. Just then my phone ring. I take out from my pocket and pick up the call.

Leone said in a strangely calm voice, grabbing Gabby's index finger and twisting it before letting it go. "Please can you guys just stop fighting!" Gabby sat down on the couch, folding her arms and crossing her legs. "I'm already seated. I don't know about him." Leone settled down in an armchair. "Thank you Sir." Josey flopped on the couch. "So Sir. This is my best friend, Gabriella Presley. Well, Gabby for short. I call her Gabs sometimes." "Okay. So let's go straight to the point. I don't like to beat about the bush. I don't want you to marry Martini either."

He looked down at the girl who glared at him. “Austin, not Aaron!” She corrected him. “Yeah, whatever…” He rolled his eyes, “now shoo away!” “You’re so—” “Hey! Stop it!” Christian interrupted her and glared at Izhar, “And you stop annoying her!” “Did I annoy her?” He gasped fake. “A lot! Your friend is better than you— there is no comparison, by the way!” Gabriella complained, folding her arms on her chest, stuffing Christian’s handkerchief under her hold unknowingly.