Troy stared at Gabriella as if he was the luckiest man in the world. She gazed back at him lovingly. You could see the passion in the way they looked at each other. Both of their eyes were glistening like a beach at sunset.
"Hello? Can you pass the ketchup?" said Taylor, trying to ruin the moment.
"What? Oh. Sorry, Taylor. I wasn't listening. Could you repeat what you said again?" said Gabriella, still staring at Troy.
"This has gone far enough," said Chad. His anger filled the whole cafeteria. "I am sick of you lovebirds ignoring every word Taylor and I say! Why can't you just listen to us for just one lunch period? Is that too much to ask?"
"Sorry dude. We didn't realize that you felt that lonely and alone every lunchtime. It won't happen again. We both promise. Don't we, Honeybunny?" said Troy looking at Gabriella for a reply.
"Yes we do, Hunkymonkey!" said Gabriella softly, knowing someone would laugh at him or her.
"I think I'm going to PUKE!!!!!!!!!" Taylor screamed.
"Sorry Taylor. I didn't know you were grossed out by our nicknames. We can stop if you want us to," said Gabriella and Troy together in harmony (just like when they sang together).
"It isn't your repulsive nicknames!!! I think my tuna sandwich went bad!!!" Taylor said holding back vomit.
"I'm going to check-up on Taylor now. It has been ten minutes. Does anyone else want to come? I need a girl to go in the bathroom to see how she is doing. I am not that desperate to see if she is okay," said Chad. Chills went down his spine just thinking about going in the girls bathroom.
"I'll go with, Chad," said Sharpay in a bubbly voice. Once Sharpay volunteered to do that, Chad knew there was something going on.
"Okay. Well, she is in the bathroom down the hall and to your right. Then when you check-up on her, come tell me how she is feeling. Can you do that?" Chad asked worriedly.
"Duh. I'm not an idiot," Sharpay said, offended.