Chapter 6
Gabriella swirled some spaghetti around her fork while she listened to the conversation before her. Troy saw how sad she looked and rubbed her knee under the table. She smiled weakly at him and stood up. She picked her plate up and walked out.
Gabriella sighed and put her plate on the floor. She stripped down until she was in her black and pink bikini and she slipped into her swimming pool. She dunked her head under and started swimming around. She heard someone's voice but couldn't decipher it because she was under water.
She came back for air and was floating around in the middle of the pool. 'Hey, Troy. Why aren't you in there?'
Troy smiled. 'I came to see you besides, I have met Michael before. At your thirteenth birthday party. And at your first premier.'
Gabriella swam to the pool's edge and grinned up at Troy. 'Fancy a swim?'
'I don't have a swimsuit with me.'
Gabriella shrugged. 'I don't care.' She grabbed his hand and flipped him into the water.
Troy came up for air. 'That's one way to get a guy to swim. But, that was mean!'
Gabriella grinned. 'You know you love me.'
Troy swam closer to Gabriella, pushing her back against the side of the pool. 'Of course I do.' He whispered in her ear and kissed her on the lips.
'Troy, is Gabby okay?' Michael came out of the house but stopped in his tracks when he saw the couple kissing.
Gabriella pulled back and smiled at Michael. 'I'm fine. Go and talk to your biggest fans. I'm fine out here.'
Troy squeezed Gabriella's waist. 'Don't worry, I'm here.'
'That's what I'm worried about.' Michael joked.
Gabriella smiled. 'I'll be fine.' She leaned into Troy again but realised Michael was still there. She turned to face him. 'You can leave.'
Michael chuckled. 'No, I think I'm fine out here, thanks.'
Gabriella rolled her eyes and dunked under the water, pulling Troy with her. Once they were under water, Gabriella pulled Troy in for a kiss. He ran his hands through her hair but she floated to the surface and gasped for air. She grinned at Michael. 'Hi. Sorry about that.'
Troy came up beside her. 'Yeah, we were having a contest to see who could hold his breath the longest.' Troy lied. 'I won.'
Gabriella hit him in the stomach. 'If you're going to lie, can you make it realistic.'
Michael shook his head. 'I'll see you guys later.' He walked back into the house.
Troy grinned and leaned into Gabriella, his hands rubbing circles on her bare back. He started to kiss her neck but pulled back when he heard the door open. He looked up and saw four pairs of familiar sneakers. 'Guys...' He whined.
'Troy...' Chad mimicked.
Gabriella turned to face the guys. 'What do you want?'
'You Dad's on the phone.' Zeke handed her the mobile phone.
She held it to her ear. 'Hola, papa.'
'Hey, hija. What are you up to?' Mark asked.
Gabriella glanced at all the men staring intently at her. 'I was swimming but now I have five pairs of eyes staring at me.'
'Why?' Mark asked curiously.
'I was hanging out with Troy's friends and M.J. showed up and they all want to know why you rang me.' Gabriella explained, sitting on the edge of the pool.
Mark chuckled. 'Well, you invited Troy to the party right?'
'And his amigos.' Gabriella interrupted.
'Okay, whatever. Can they fly out to New York?' Mark asked calmly.
'New York!' She yelled, causing the guys to jump, Chad falling into the pool. She calmed herself down. 'How are we, five sixteen year old kids, supposed to fly to New York?'
'Michael will take you. I'm sending the private jet and you said you couldn't be at school for the entire week.' Mark explained.
Gabriella smiled. 'Papa, you're a genius. I've got to go back. Te amo.' She hung the phone up. She put it on the ground and jumped into the water. She resurfaced and saw everyone staring at her.
'Care to explain?' Jason asked.
'We're going to New York.' Gabriella jumped to Troy and kissed him.
'Why?' Chad asked confused.
'That's where the party is!' Gabriella did a high-pitched squeal while the guys covered their ears.
'Brie, not so high-pitched.' Troy scolded.
'I'm a girl. I have an excuse. Unlike Chad.' Gabriella giggled.
Chad glared at her. 'Hello! I just met Michael Jordan! It was spur of the moment.'
'Don't worry, dude, I met someone who fainted.' Michael started. He saw Chad's face light up and continued. 'She was a fourteen year old girl, though.'
Everyone burst out laughing. 'Anyway, guys. Meet at my house at seven, sharp tomorrow. Michael will drive us to the airport then, we'll catch a flight to New York.'
Gabriella strutted through the airport, dragging her suitcase. 'Guys, come on.'
'You don't have a billion suitcases to carry!' Troy yelled.
'You're my boyfriend. Now come on.' Gabriella whispered and walked through a door.
'Don't we have to check in?' Zeke asked.
'Nope. Now follow me.' Gabriella left her bag on the floor and continued out.
'She's snapped her twig.' Troy muttered as he did the same with Gabriella's other three bags...and his.
The rest of the guys followed suit and found Gabriella stood there, grinning. 'Dude, your girlfriend's scaring me.' Zeke said.
Troy looked to where she was looking and saw a massive jet. Their mouths dropped open, except for Michael of course, and Gabriella grinned even more. 'Say hello to your ride.' She linked arms with Michael and headed towards the plane.
'Hello, ride.' Troy, Chad, Zeke and Jason said in awe. They ran to catch up with them.
Gabriella entered the plane and made herself comfortable in a seat. 'Guys, don't stand there all day.'
Troy sat down next to her. 'Your Dad owns this?'
'Actually, I do. It's mine.' Gabriella said casually, closing her eyes.
'You own this jet? How?' Troy asked, incredulously.
'Well, I have over a million bucks from movies and CDs and with papa travelling a lot, I bought it.' Gabriella smiled at Troy who was looking down at her. He phone started vibrating. She flipped it up. It was a text from Armani. G, your dress will be two fifty and Troy's tux will be one hundred. See you in New York.
'A hundred? I can't afford that! Heck, I can't afford a pair of sneakers.' Troy's eyes widened as he read the text.
'Calm down. Look around you. I paid for this jet. I can afford your tux. Don't worry.' She leaned up and kissed him. It started to turn to a passionate kiss but, Troy pulled back, wishing he had different friends.
'Guys, can you wait till night time when we're asleep?' Jason asked.
'You won't be asleep.' Gabriella stated.
'Why?' Chad asked.
Gabriella pushed a button and a flatscreen, stretching from one side of the jet to the other, appeared out of the wall. 'See what I mean?' Troy leaned down and kissed her sweetly.
