CHAPTER 2
"Beep!" Gabriella heard the noise that alerted her to new mail. Gabriella turned towards her computer and clicked on the new message to open it. "He isn't lifting the heavy machinery anymore, so he's been gaining weight like crazy! There isn't any thing medically wrong with him, if that is what you're worried about." Gabriella sighed with relief, as she hit reply. "Didn't he used to work out a lot what happened with his love of basketball?" Gabriella asked in the email, and then clicked send. She sat back in her chair, and massaged her sore fingers.
Five hours later, Gabriella walked into her house, and walked straight up to her bedroom. As she kept reliving what Jackie told her in the email. The only thing she did know was that she had to do something to help him. Even though they weren't together any longer didn't mean that she didn't still love him. She would always love him, and absolutely nothing would change that fact. Gabriella pulled out the black razr phone out of her purse and began to dial her friend Taylor, to get her input on how she could help her ex-boyfriend Troy.
Tay: Hello?
Gabi: hey Taylor, hey I have something I need to ask of you…
Tay: Okay…shoot!
Gabi: I just found out that Troy, remember him? Well apparently he lost the job that he had at that manufacturing company and since he hasn't been doing all that heavy lifting any more, he has been gaining weight like crazy, and apparently he's become depressed, he's not playing basketball anymore!
Tay: Oh my god! What is it that you want to do? I mean where do I fit in with all of this?
Gabi: I need an idea of how I can help him
Taylor: You two aren't talking anymore; there isn't much you can do…
Gabi: There has to be something I can do!
Gabi: Hey what if I created a profile on Facebook, and flirted with him through it, trying to get him to feel better about himself, so that he'd actually start caring again…?
Gabi: I dunno, its just an idea.
Tay: Hey that's a great idea, let me know how it goes! Hey I gotta go, Chad is calling, talk to you later, good luck!
Gabi: Bye Tay
Tay: By Gabs!