Author's Note: You may notice a few details changed… I didn't want "Trevor" to be a merit scholar. Gabriella and Troy need to stay together… you get the point. Just in case you were wondering.
An hour later, yet another police officer came into the waiting room that Troy and Gabriella were sitting in.
"We have your files," the officer said.
"Files?" Troy questioned. Gabriella listened intently, staring at the officer with curious eyes.
"The files containing your new identity. As you know, the Witness Protection Program gives you a completely new identity. That's what I'm holding." And with that, the police officer slid the two files across the table. Gabriella picked up hers and opened it.
Name: Corrie Lynn Elizabeth Simon
Career: Senior at Our Lady of Perpetual Sorrow
Place of Residence: The Tipton Hotel, Boston, Massachusetts
Cover Story: Corrie Simon is the young rich heiress to Simon Oils. She and her boyfriend, Trevor Daniels, have taken up residence at the Tipton Hotel in order to get away from the pressures of her father. Her father wants her to marry the son of another rich oil tycoon, but Corrie is madly in love with Trevor and has escaped with him.
"Who is Trevor Daniels?" Gabriella asked. She didn't want to be suddenly going out with someone she didn't know… Of course, she should've known better than that.
Troy looked down at his file.
Name: Trevor Michael Daniels
Career: Senior at Our Lady of Perpetual Sorrow
Place of Residence: The Tipton Hotel, Boston, Massachusetts
Cover Story: Trevor has known Corrie all his life and has fallen madly in love with her. See Corrie Lynn file to describe what is going on between the two.
"Who's Corrie Lynn?" Troy asked. The police office gestured between the two.
"Trevor," the officer said, pointing to Troy. "Meet Corrie Lynn." He pointed to Gabriella. "Corrie Lynn, meet Trevor." Gabriella and Troy gaped at each other.
"WHAT?" they both said at the same time.
"Look, it was the best we could do on such short notice," the officer said, his tone getting a little annoyed. "You are both of age, so you can live together."
"What about our parents? Our friends?" Gabriella asked.
"Your parents are with officials as we speak. They're also being given fake indentidies."
"Can we talk to them?" Gabriella said.
"I'm sorry. It would be too risky."
"So we cant have any contact with our parents… at all?"
"I'm sorry."
Gabriella slumped back in her chair. "I didn't even get to say good bye," she whispered.
Troy put his arm around Gabriella. "Gabby, it'll be okay," he whispered to her. "When this is all over, we can go back to our parents. I promise."
"What if it doesn't end, Troy?"
"It will. I promise."
The officer looked between the two teens before standing up. "Your plane leaves in an hour."
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"So this is the Tipton?" Gabriella asked.
"Apparently so," Troy replied. He slipped an arm around Gabriella's shoulder as he walked into the hotel. They went up to the chek in desk where a bald African American man stood.
"Hi, I'm Corrie Simon," said Gabriella. "I have a reserved suit here?"
The bald man looked up, and he recognized her instantly. The New Mexico Alberquerque police had called him an hour ago and told him about the two teenagers coming to stay at his hotel. He also knew about their true identities and what had happen.
"Ah, yes. I'm Marian Moseby, and I'll be your gaurdian til further notice. I will personally show you where your suite is," Moseby said. Troy and Gabriella nodded their heads and followed Moseby up to the elevator.
Moseby opened the door to their rather impressive suite and handed them the room keys. "This is the most secure room in all of the hotel. We'll have gaurds patrolling the hallway at night, and someone will check in with you at every hour. It could either be a bell boy or myself. We'll try to make your stay here at the Tipton as comfortable as we can." Despite the formal words that the man was speaking, Troy and Gabriella could see that the man had a warm heart. Moseby left and closed the door behind him.
"This is a very nice suite," Troy said.
"Yes, it is," Gabriella looked around in amazment. There was a full kitchen, a full living room with a dining quarter, a large bathroom, and one bedroom. Wait… one bedroom. Gabriella walked into the bedroom and inspected it. It had one bed, neatly made and a spacious area complete with dresser drawers and a TV. There was a knock at the door and Gabriella went to open it. Troy was busy inspecting the fully stocked fridge.
"Hi. We heard about our new neighbors and wanted to say hello." A blonde woman and two blonde boys stood in the door of Gabriella and Troy's suite.
"Hello," Gabriella said. "I'm Gab… Uh… Corrie Simon." Gabriella dropped the Lynn part. It was just too long.
"I'm Carrie Martain and these are my two twin boys, Zach and Cody. If you here any yelling, screaming, thumping, things breaking and/or exploding, that would be these two." Both twins smiled mischevioiusly and thumped fists with each other. Their mother looked down at them sternly before handing over a plate of browines.
"You didn't have to," Gabriella said, taking the browines from Carrie.
"Oh, I wanted to," Carrie said. "And it was buy one get one free at Cheap Charlie's," she added. Gabriella laughed. She had a feeling that she would like this woman.
"Gab… uh Corrie, who's at the door?" Troy called from the kitchen.
"Come see for yourself!" Gabriella called back.
Troy came to the front door. "This is Carrie, Zach, and Cody Martain. This is my boyfriend Tro.. Trevor."
Martain… why did that name sound so familiar? Then it clicked. "Martain? Would you happen to have any relation to Brian Martain?" Troy asked.
Gabriella stomped on his foot. "Never mind," she said quickly. "Do you live here?" Carrie looked from Troy to Gabriella.
"Aren't you two a little young to be living in a suite by yourselves?" she said. "Not that it's any of my business, and I'm not your mother, but…"
"We're 18, if that's what you mean," Troy said. "We've had a hard time the past couple of hours and…"
Carrie held up her hand. "I didn't mean to intrude," she said. "Yes, I do live here," she added. "I'm the hotel singer."
"Singer? Oh, Trevor and I love to sing!" Gabriella exclaimed. She slapped a hand over her mouth, her eyes going wide. She didn't mean to say that! Troy sent her a sharp look.
"Well let's hope that you sound better than my mom in the shower," Zach said.
Carrie glared at her son. "Keep it up and you won't have any dessert," she said sternly. Zach kept his mouth shut, but the smirk remained on his mouth. "If you enjoy singing, come down to the ballroom on Friday night. We're holdng a kareoke contest. Feel free to join."
Gabriella smiled. "Thank you. We'll be sure to come down." Troy sent another sharp look at Gabriella. She shrugged her shoulders a little.
Carrie looked down at her watch. "Oh, look at the time!" she exclaimed. "I've gotta take you two to your basketball practice."
Troy perked up. "You guys play basketball?"
"Yes," Zach said. "Well, I do, anyway. Cody just sits on the bench. No offense, or anything."
"You know something?" Cody said. "Even if you say that, I'm still offened."
"Enough, you two," Carrie said. "We'll see you later." Gabriella and Troy waved goodbye and shut the door as Carrie and the twins left. Gabriella turned to Troy.
"Why would you even say anything about the Martains? You could be putting their lives in danger!" Gabriella glared at Troy. "We haven't even been here for more than an hour and you already almost blew our cover."
"Well, what about you? "Oh, Trevor and I love to sing!"" Troy said, adopting a girly voice. "You could've blown our cover to, you know!"
"What about your enthusiasim over basketball? Everyone in Alberquerque knows that you're the king of basketball!"
"Can I help it if I love the sport?"
Gabriella slumped over on the arm of the couch. "Look, Troy," she said quietly. "I don't want to fight with you. I'm tired, and I haven't had any sleep in the past 24 hours. We start our new school tomorrow. You can play basketball if you want to." She sighed. "I gonna go to bed."
Troy watched as Gabriella walked into the bedroom and shut the door. Could he help it if he was a little tense? Troy was knocked from his thoughts when there was another knock at the door. Troy opened it to find Moseby standing there.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing," Moseby said.
Troy sighed. "We're dong okay, I guess." Troy sat back on the couch and put his head in his hands. Gabriella was right. Not even an hour in, and he had almost blown their cover.
"Troy," Moseby said, sitting next to him on the couch. "Did you get into a fight with Gabriella?"
"I think it would be better if you called us Trevor and Corrie, just to get used to it, Moseby," Troy said. "And yes, I did get in a fight with her," he added softly.
"Well… "Trevor", you and "Corrie" have been through a lot in the past 24 hours. It's not surprising that you got into a fight. I suggest that you go in there and comfort her. You are, after all, supposed to be her boyfriend."
Troy smiled. "Thanks, Moseby," he said.
"I try to help." Moseby got up and left the suite, shutting to door behind him. Troy got up and walked to the bedroom door, opening it quietly.
Gabriella layed on the bed, in her pajamas, her back facing the door. Troy took off his jeans so he was just in his T-shirt and boxers. He kicked his shoes to the side and climbed into the bed with Gabriella, slipping under the covers. He draped an arm around her waist and nestled his mouth next to her ear.
"We'll make it through this," he whispered.
Author's Note: I hope you all liked this chapter! Please review!
