Full Summary: What if Gabriella moved to Albuquerque, but began attending East Preschool? You got it! HSM, just a little smaller. Okay, A LOT smaller! It might not follow the exact story line, since some stuff in the movie is restricted as a high school activity. Actually, there probably won't be many songs on here, considering that I don't think four-year-old singers will sound very good… And couple pairings are limited because it is only preschool, but it hints Troyella (and various others. As I said, it's just hints and not really anything major). Anyway, enjoy! This is in third person, so no real point of view. (Disclaimer: -insert some witty way of saying I don't own HSM here-)

"Gabriella, honey, please don't run off." Said the concerned mother to her four-year-old daughter. Gabriella was squirming around in her chair, bored as can be. The twosome was at the Albuquerque mall to see what the town could offer.

"Can we please go into the book store?" The four-year-old pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

"How could I refuse?" Ms. Montez just couldn't believe that her daughter wanted to go into bookstores over toy stores. She had no idea where the bookstore was, since they had just gotten all moved in a few days ago. She and Gabriella had moved every where over the past three years of her life. Luckily, her company had promised her that this was a stationary job, so Gabriella could grow up in a stable environment.

Gabriella obediently kept a hold of her mother's hand, weaving through the crowds. Finally, they came to a map of the mall. The bookstore was just a few stores down, so they steered over in that direction.

"Stay in the little kids section, and do not run off." Gabriella's mother warned.

"Okay mommy." She shyly nodded, and skipped to the area where the little kids books (sound effects and all) were located. Mrs. Montez continued to watch her, browsing in the romance novel section.

Gabriella picked up a book about an adventurous dog, when a boy with blonde hair that came over with crossed arms. He sat down and pouted, tossing around a squishy orange and black ball.

"Hi…" The boy said, noticing Gabriella's presence.

"Hi. I'm Gabriella. What's your name?" She asked. The boy looked up and she noticed that he had beautiful electric blue eyes.

"I'm Troy. Nice to meet you Gabr… Gabri…" Troy was having difficulty pronouncing Gabriella's name.

"Call me Gabi."

"Okay Gabi." He said with a weak smile.

"Wanna read my book with me?" Gabriella offered him a seat on the other side of the book she was looking at.

"You can read?" Troy asked, interested.

"Yeah. My mommy taught me a month ago." Gabriella turned back to the first page. She could only read simple words, but this book was basic enough for her to read.

"That's cool." Troy took the seat by Gabriella. He thinks I'm cool! Gabriella shyly smiled and started reading out loud.

"Wanna press the sound buttons?" She asked, trying to make him feel like he was helping.

"Oh, okay." The boy smiled, pushing the sound effect buttons every time she would come to a stop where a picture indicated that it needed sound. Halfway through the book, the new twosome's mothers came to get them.

"Have you found a friend, Gabi?" Her mother smiled, a bit amused.

"Uh-huh. His name is Troy." She replied. Troy's mother was there also, with another slightly amused smile.

"I see you have found a friend, Troy." She let out a small laugh. Troy nodded. The mothers smiled again, and they put the book up.

"I'm Danielle Bolton." Troy's mother introduced herself to Mrs. Montez.

"I'm Laura Montez. It's a pleasure." The mothers got their two children, and began shopping with the two kids.

"So, how old is Troy?" Asked Ms. Montez.

"Four. He's starting kindergarten next year." Mrs. Bolton replied.

"So is Gabriella. We just moved here from California."

"Oh, wow. Why such a big move?"

"My company that I work for. They've moved us two everywhere. Luckily, my company has promised this as a permanent job. I want Gabriella to grow up in a stable environment." Ms. Montez nodded and smiled. "What about you? You seem to know your way around Albuquerque. I assume that you live here?"

"Yes. My husband Jack and I are teachers at one of the high schools. Troy has lived here all his life. I'd be happy to show you the town, if you would like."

"No, thank you. It's a sweet gesture, but I've still got some papers to sign on the house. Gabriella and I have lived so many places, we've never stayed anywhere longer than four months. It's been lots of mother-daughter time."

"That explains how she knows how to read. She seems very talented." Danielle smiled back.

"Oh, yes. I taught her when I was given time off work to get the moving done. My husband died shortly after Gabriella was born, so we've just grown used to having each other. Enough about me, I see Troy seems to like basketball." Even the two four-year-olds were listening now.

"I'm sorry about your husband. And yes, Troy is Mr. Basketball. I personally think that Jack puts too much pressure on him about it, but I don't have much of a say in stuff like this." She laughed.

"Kids these days. They never cease to amaze me." The mothers nodded, while they didn't notice that their children began another conversation.

"You don't have a daddy?" Troy asked with hints of 'sorry' in his eyes.

"Yeah." Gabriella shyly nodded. The two were latched onto their mother's hands, scrunched in between the talking adults.

"Oh. I couldn't imagine not having a daddy. He helps me with basketball." Troy said.

"Basketball?" Gabriella tilted her head slightly.

"You know, the big orange ball that you get into the really tall nets?" Troy showed her his squishy version of one.

"Ohhh, I know. Is it hard?"

"Kinda. My daddy says I'm really good, though. So does my best friend Chad."

"Sounds like fun. My mommy says I'm good at reading." The two fell silent.

Troy was growing comftorable talking to Gabi. She didn't just say encouraging words like adults did about basketball or start talking about how hard he worked or something else like that strange girl Sharpay did in his preschool class did. She didn't roll her eyes like that smart girl Taylor did whenever he was near, either.

Before Troy could ask her what preschool she was going to, they came to the parking lot.

"Thank you for all of your help Danielle!" Laura smiled warmly and started for the directing of their car.

"It was no trouble. Hope you enjoy Albuquerque!" She waved.

"Bye." Troy and Gabriella whispered to each other.

That night, Gabriella snuggled under her pink flower bedspread thinking about the boy from the mall. He seemed really nice. He was also the first person her age to ever think that reading wasn't 'weird' or 'too smart'. She liked him, but she frowned when she realized how big the town was, and how seeing one person again would be impossible…

Troy was also getting under his basketball-theme bedspread, thinking about that girl. Gabriella was her name, and he had been practicing saying it all afternoon until he finally got it. His father had questioned him about it, and Troy said that he had met the girl at the mall, and he wanted to be able to say her full name.

"That's my boy. Once he sets his mind to something, he tries and tries to get it. Like basketball." His father had smiled encouragingly a few hours early. That's what Troy didn't like: how adults would always relate him to his rising talent to basketball. It was true, he had moved up to the big kid basketball net, since his little kid one was already raised to it's highest point, but he just wanted to be Troy the East Preschooler. Not Troy, the basketball star.

The two sighed around the same time. Little did they know, a whole new surprise waited for them at the doors of East Preschool the next morning.

Do you like it? Yes, all HSM characters will star in this! I tried my best to put this in a good four-year-old POV without making the story unreadable. Anyway, please review what you think! I'd like some feedback to see how many people are interested in hearing more! Short start, but the other chapters will be longer, I promise!