A/N: I know most people are about Jeff and Annie, but my number 1 ship is always gonna be Troy and Annie. My two favourite characters deserve to have fics written about them! Also, it's fun delving into the past of the characters. Enjoy and review, like always!
Annie opened up the fridge and sighed in frustration. Of course they were out of milk. Troy and Abed downed the stuff like it was going to expire within the hour. She looked over at the list beside the fridge even though she knew what it would say.
Thursdays
Dishes: Abed
Groceries (if needed): Annie
Annie groaned. She knew Troy and Abed weren't doing this on purpose, but it seemed like every day grocery shopping was required was a Thursday. She shook her head, grabbed her coat and headed towards the door.
"Grocery shopping?"
Annie turned around to see Troy, who had emerged from the blanket fort where he was probably hiding from her wrath after she discovered the lack of milk. "Yes, Troy. I am going grocery shopping, because we seem to be out of milk again." Troy looked guilty. "Annie, I'm sorry. It's just, sometimes me and Abed get carried away when we try to see who can finish an Oreo faster. It starts as best of three, but then we always end up tying on the last round, so we do best of five and so on." Annie huffed in annoyance. "Another thing we never have. I live here too y'know. And I like Oreos as much as the next person!" She pouted and turned to leave, when Troy called out to her again. "Annie wait!" She turned around again, looking irritated. Troy smiled at her. "Maybe I could go with you? I've got no chores to do anyway; it's my day off. I also feel kinda bad about doing this to you every week. Plus, the two of us don't hangout alone that often. Could be fun?" Annie was still a little peeved at Troy, but couldn't say no to having company while she was grocery shopping. And she appreciated that her roommate at least knew he was being a little inconsiderate. She smiled back at him.
"I guess you're right. Alright, let's go."
Annie was happy that Troy was accompanying her. By the time they had reached the bottom of their building, she had completely forgotten why she was mad at him in the first place and was thoroughly enjoying gossiping with him about the group. This kept up for the ride there, and even when they were in the store. That's what Annie loved about Troy; there was never a dull moment with him. He was always entertaining and could always keep up a conversation.
"-it's crazy right?"
Annie was startled slightly from her thoughts as she looked up from the milk to face Troy. "I'm sorry, what were you saying Troy?"
"I was just saying how insane it is that Shirley is still trying to sneak me brownies into my locker at school. I guess she thinks I'm weak or something; like my brownie resolve will break if more keep appearing in my locker. The worst part is...I think she might be right."
Annie laughed, "You can't give her the satisfaction of eating one Troy! We all made a pact to not indulge in them. If she notices that we like them then we'll never be able to get her to cut down on her baking!" Troy pouted. "I know...but they're just so good! And I think they're getting better too. This morning, I saw a new one that had chocolate chips in it. How does she even know my combination?" Annie thought for a moment before answering him. "Well it's 4 numbers, so if I had to take a wild guess I would say your combination is '1254'." Troy looked at her dumbfounded. She grinned mischievously at him before breaking into laughter. "How did you do that?" Annie found her milk and went back to pushing the cart towards the produce section, with Troy following beside her. "Troy, I just thought about the alphabet. 1254 spells 'ABED'. It doesn't take a genius. Speaking of which, you might want to tell Abed to change his combination, and you should do the same." Troy huffed in mock annoyance, and she just laughed at him.
They went back to looking through the produce. Annie didn't know what she wanted to pick out. They had a budget, so they usually only opted to get one kind of fruit for the week. Annie liked apples, Troy liked bananas, and Abed like anything. For some reason though, Annie felt like trying out something new for the three of them. "What fruit do you want for this week, Troy? I'm thinking of trying something different like-"
"As long as it's fruit, you of all people can't go wrong."
Both Annie and Troy turned around. Annie instantly grew self conscious. Standing before them was the head cheerleader back at Riverside High, Trish Davidson. She was probably one of the most popular girls back in high school, and also the reason why Annie was kicked off the team. To Annie's chagrin, Trish still looked perfect. Her long blonde hair was tied into a ponytail and she had just the right amount of makeup on. As hard as she looked, Annie couldn't find anything wrong with Trish. She glanced over at Troy, who (to her annoyance) was practically drooling over Trish.
"Trish Davidson? Man, I haven't see you in forever! You look...great. How ya been?"
Trish walked up to Troy and enveloped him in a brief hug, which he seemed to love a little too much. "Troy Barnes! You're looking good! I haven't really been doing anything too important. Not since I got accepted to Colorado University." Annie felt anger burn inside her. She was suddenly incredibly jealous of Trish's ability to make it into a prestigious and legitimate school, while she went to Greendale. Not to mention the fact that the girl still hadn't acknowledged Annie's presence, except for the snide remark that she had directed towards her about 2 minutes ago. She knew that when it did happen though, it wouldn't be nice.
"Wait, why are you hanging out with Annie Adderall?"
There it was.
Troy frowned a little at the nickname, which Annie appreciated. She has no idea how much Troy has grown up.
"Hey Trish, it's just Annie now alright?"
Trish looked stunned. "Hold on. You two are friends now? Damn, what happened Troy?" Annie was fuming at this point, and glared at Trish. "He got to know me, that's what happened! And he realized that I'm actually a good person, not the loser that you made me out to be in high school!" Trish simply raised an eyebrow at Annie, but otherwise didn't even flinch. "Oh, so it was me who labelled you as a loser? No hun, you did that yourself. That's how everyone saw you at Riverside. Just ask Troy." Troy looked uncomfortable now, so he decided to try and diffuse the situation.
"Girls, let's just calm down alright? Trish, Annie isn't a loser."
Trish looked over at Troy expectantly. He looked down at the floor.
"...anymore."
Trish smirked triumphantly at Annie. Annie didn't notice; she was too busy looking at Troy in disbelief. Had he really just done that? He was avoiding her gaze while Trish revelled in her victory. It felt like high school all over again. At that moment, she felt lower than dirt. It wasn't because of Trish making her look like an idiot again, but because Troy didn't really seem to care that she had done it in the first place. She thought they were best friends now. Feeling the tears begin to prick her eyes, Annie simply took a few too many apples began to walk away with her cart, towards the self checkout. Troy looked very guilty, and left hastily to catch up to her. Trish grinned sinisterly at them again before turning on her heel to walk in the other direction.
"Annie..."
"Shut up."
"Look, I'm sorry it's just-"
"Take these bags and get in the car."
"...alright."
The ride home was awful. Neither of them had said anything. It was definitely not as easygoing as the ride there. When they finally made it inside, Abed greeted them.
"Hey guys, how was grocery shopping?"
Annie didn't answer him as she threw the bags on the table and walked into her room, slamming the door. Abed raised his eyebrows at Troy, expectantly. "It's a long story man. I...screwed up."
Annie curled up on her bed and brought Ruthie to her chest. She couldn't believe Troy had done that to her. She was convinced that after 3 years he would have changed completely; it certainly seemed that way at least. But he hadn't changed at all; he was still the arrogant jock deep down, who cared more about his status than his actual friends. Worst of all, he was still embarrassed to be seen with her. Maybe that's why they never hung out by themselves often. She realized that she wasn't even angry per se, she was more ashamed.
And hurt.
