What's Your Name?
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. I only own the plot.
Previously: "I'm so sorry; I don't think I've gotten your name." I told him embarrassed.
"It's fine. I'm Troy." My heart stopped. What did he just say?
"Can you repeat that?" I asked him.
"Sure, I'm Troy." He said again. "What's your name?"
"Troy Bolton?" I whispered.
"That's right. Have we met before?" He said, surprise etching its way onto his face.
I can't believe I didn't see it. That hair, those eyes. Urg I felt like such an idiot.
"It's me. Gabriella."
Troy's POV
My eyes flew open in shock and all I could do was stare at her. Now what do we do? My ex, the one I was worried about avoiding was the one I apparently had a date with next week.
"Excuse me sir, we need you to sit down and buckle your seatbelt for landing." A flight attendant said while pushing me back towards my seat. My eyes left Gabriella's and I sat down staring at my hands. What do I do? Do I go next week? Our date was planned a couple days after the reunion, I'd see her before. We'd work it out then I guess.
Once I had gotten off of the plane I headed to the baggage claim. I had only just left my gate when I heard her shouting after me.
"Troy! Troy!" She called and I stopped a turned around.
"What." I asked impatiently and her face dropped.
"I was going to tell you that I was glad we could get past our immaturity and hold a normal conversation, but I guess I'll just see you and your damn attitude at the reunion then." She glared at me and walked briskly past me as I stared at her. What had happened to Gabriella? Where was the girl who refused to argue, the girl who let me win all the fights, the girl who never swore, the girl who let me break up with her without a fight? This was not Gabriella, but this was the girl I used to love. I wasn't about to let her walk out of my life again.
"Gabriella!" I called after her and I watched her long legs stop in the middle of the hallway as I raced towards her.
"Where are you staying? With your mom?" I questioned and she looked at me with curiosity spreading all over her face.
"No, my mom is redoing some of the house; I didn't want to be a burden. I'm staying at the hotel on 4th. What about you?" She hesitantly asked and I couldn't help but smile.
"Me too, my parents turned my bedroom into a gym and I didn't really want to sleep on a couch. Want to grab a cab together?" I told her and she stared at me oddly.
"Alright, let's get our luggage." Once we had everything we needed and I had called the cab company, she turned towards me.
"Where'd your bitchy side go?" She asked with her attitude.
"The same place as your saint side, out the window." I told her and she broke into a grin.
"You do realize that we still have a lot of crap to work out and I haven't forgiven you?" She said and I nodded.
"But it's like you said, at least we can carry out a normal conversation like mature people." I walked over to the cab that had pulled up and opened the door.
"Let's go." I said and she followed.
There you go. Chapter 2. Well, the story is definitely turning out differently then I had thought. So that means my plans have changed. If there is anything you want to see happen in this story then let me know and I'll try and work it in. Please review!