"Gabi you were serious about not talking to Troy." Taylor said, shocked. "I didnt think you guys could go this long without talking to each other."

Gabriella nodded, "Yeah. I was hurting myself just standing by. Lola told me to just stand back, but I couldn't do it. We need this time away from each other."

Taylor smiled, "I'm glad you're doing this. But what about your crush on Troy?"

Gabriella shrugged, "I guess I can just get over it. What more can I do?"

"Did you tell him about how you felt?" Taylor questioned. "Because you tend to be a fan of omission at times."

"No." Gabriella answered. "It wasn't important at the time. Why add more fuel to the fire?"

Taylor nodded, "That's true. Are you guys ever going to talk again?"

"Maybe. I just don't want some shitty apology like he usually gives me."

"You won't let Troy apologize to you." Taylor pointed out.

"Because I know I'm going to get a shitty apology." Gabriella explained. "I want an honest one that comes from his heart."

Taylor scoffed, "No offense, but you aren't going to get one of those from Troy."

"Thanks for the positivity."

"It's the truth. If you want positivity, talk to a cheerleader or a Starbuck's barista." Taylor suggested.

~The Next Night~

Troy, Gabriella, the rest of the gang and their parents were sitting around a long table at one of their favorite resturaunts, Lucille's. The downside was that the tension was so thick it could have been cut with a knife.

"This is boring." Marcus announced. "I'd rather be watching my goldfish right now."

"It's tradition Marcus." Lucille reminded. "We've been doing this every Saturday night for 5 years. We arent going to stop because there are some personal issues going on with a few of the people at this table." Her eyes drifted over to her son and his ex-best friend who were seated on opposite sides of the table. This was new because they used to be an inseparable pair.

"Well maybe this would be better if I wasnt forced against my will to be here." Gabriella muttered. "I can't wait unil I turn 18."

Troy rolled his big blue eyes, "Maybe if you would just get over yourself and accept my apology, you wouldn't be so mad at the world."

"This is how you apologize to people who have had your back for 12 fucking years?" Gabriella asked. "I'm not accepting shit from you until you give me a real apology and not one in a stupid BBM."

"Watch your language." Cristina warned.

"I'm sick of apologizing to you." Troy said. "Your being stubborn and I'm sick of saying sorry when its very obvious you won't accept it."

"You're right." Gabriella agreed. "I'm not going to accept it."

"And why are you just now so fed up with my personality?" Troy questioned. "I haven't changed. And why do you hate Dustin so much? You never had a problem with her before."

Gabriella scoffed, "I've always had a problem with her. She treats you horribly and I've stood back for a year silent. She cheated on you and dumped you for another guy. You were at my house late at night heartbroken like a love sick puppy when you got your ass dumped and I'm fed up because I'm..." She stopped herself.

"Because you're what?"

Gabriella shook her head. "Nothing." She wasn't about to tell Troy and everyone else in the resturaunt she was in love with him. "And if Dustin was so willing to cheat on you, and her current boyfriend what makes you think that stupid STD infested whore in cheap stilettos will be faithful to you?"

"That's enough you two." Jack said. "We are in a public place."

Marcus frowned, "Don't stop. This dinner was just starting to get good. It's like a drama series."

"Shut up Marcus." Gabriella snapped.

Marcus scoffed, "Look, don't get mad at me because you're mad at my brother."

~Later That Night~

"Well that went well." Troy said, sarcastically, walking into his house.

Marcus nodded, "That was intense. Like really really intense. Whatever you did, you pissed Gabriella off big time."

Troy groaned, "She's ridiculously pissed at me. I don't know what more I can do to make her forgive me."

"Maybe you should just give it time." Marcus suggested. He heard his phone buzz. "Can you hand me my phone?" Troy tosses Marcus his phone. "Oh its Gabriella." He answers. "Hey Gabriella."

"Hi Marcus." Gabriella greeted.

"What's up?"

"You're a good dancer right?" Gabriella questioned. "Well a decent dancer at least?"

"I guess. I'm not as good as you but I'm not a lost cause either." Marcus replied. "Why?"

Gabriella sighed, "I need your dancing skills. My routine for the football game needs guys."

Marcus smiled, "Of course I'll help."

"Thank you. Meet me on Monday after school in the gym." Gabriella hung up.

"What did Gabriella want?" Troy wondered.

"Since I'm such an amazing dancer, she is using me to help with a dance routin Mr. Jealous." Marcus replied.

Troy couldn't contain a scoff, "Please. I am not jealous of the fact that Gabriella is talking to you and not me."

Marcus shook his head, "Youre a little green-eyed monster. Even though my eyes are green and yours aren't."

"I dint need a lesson in irony." Troy informed him.

Marcus gave his brother a sympathetic pat on the back. "Sorry bro. Dont know what more I can tell you." He walks upstairs.

Troy sighed. Even though Gabriella hated him at the moment, he was going to find a way to talk to her. He had to.

~To Be Continued~

Hello there! I just wanted to say thank you guys for all the amazing reviews I got last chapter. You are amazing. I also noticed you guys aren't big Troy fans at the moment and I kinda dont blame you. I dont like him either. But that might change eventually. We also might see more of the jealous side of Troy. Until next time! REVIEW!