A/N: Just so you know, the beginning of this story is going to be serious and then it gets stupid. Or annoying to serious people.

Chapter 10: You're a dog?

Gabriella was resting in her hospital bed reading the latest Teen Vogue magazine when she heard the door open. She looked up to see Taylor bringing in some fruits for her to eat.

"Hey Gabs. You feeling better?" Gabriella nodded.

"I'm fine." Taylor sat in the chair next to Gabriella.

"It's been a week. Do you want to get out of this hospital?"

"The doctor said I could leave tomorrow."

"Alright. I brought some things for you to eat. You want some?"

"Sure." Taylor took out an orange and gave it to her. Gabriella put down the magazine and peeled the orange on the magazine.

"When are you going to see Troy?" Gabriella looked up and saw Taylor's chocolate brown eyes.

"Later."

"You can't stay away from him forever."

"I'm not planning forever. I'm going back to Stanford and make-up my lessons. I don't remember anything about physics so I'm going to pay attention about that."

"Then what about Troy? Doesn't he make you happy?"

"We had a fight, Tay. That doesn't sound like happiness."

"It's because you just got your memory back. You were just shock to see him again. It's just a quick reaction."

"But Troy and I aren't meant to be together."

"Is that so? You meeting him when you were five years old, and then meeting him again in high school. Lasting for about three years and then breaking up with me and then you meet him again in college and fall in love with him again. That sounds like God is trying to put you guys together."

"Your point is?"

"I just made my point. You and Troy are soul mates."

"I don't believe in soul mates."

"But do you believe in love at first sight?" Gabriella looked down and continues peeling her orange. Taylor put her hand on Gabriella's.

"Aren't you still in love with Troy?" Gabriella waited a few seconds before nodding.

"Then tell him. Obviously, he's still in love with you."

"It's not that easy. Do you actually believe bringing me here to see him again is called destiny?"

"It's for us to reunite and get together again. We didn't come here to get you and Troy back together. It was a choice for you and Troy to be at least friends. If you still like him and he still likes you, then it's your choice to take him back. He's not begging but he's letting you know that he could give you guys another shot."

"I don't know…"

"You do know. It's just that you just won't believe it." Gabriella thinks for a while before Taylor gets up and walks out of the room.

Gabriella turns on the TV to watch E! News when she saw a news report of Vanessa Hudgens and Zac Efron dating. They showed pictures of them in Hawaii sneaking kisses and lying out in the sun. Gabriella rolled her eyes. Reporters will do anything to get news on TV. The door opens again. Gabriella looked up to see Troy walking in with a single rose.

"Hi," he said.

"Hey."

"This is for you." He handed her the rose. She took it and placed it on her lap.

"So… when are you getting out of here?"

"Tomorrow."

"Cool…" Gabriella gave him a weird look, but he didn't notice it since he was looking around the room.

"Troy, can we talk?"

"We're talking right now aren't we?"

"Yeah. But I want to talk about… us."

"Us? Is there actually an us?"

"If you want to."

"It's not my choice. It depends on you."

"What do you mean?"

"I already told you. I still like you. You even remember the only reason we broke up is because of the long distance."

"Yeah. But you could have tried a long distance relationship."

"So it's my fault that we broke up."

"You brought it up."

"You know what? I'm sorry for bringing it up."

"Sure…"

"The question now is do you like me back?" Gabriella bit her lip. "Do you?"

"Troy I…"

"You know what? Save it. I don't want to hear it."

"No. If you think it's a bad thing, it's not."

"It's not."

"I was meaning to say I do like you back. But it's just too rush for me. I just got to see you yesterday."

"Or last week."

"Yeah, last week. But I don't remember that."

"Okay." He kissed her forehead and she giggled.

"I missed that."

"I do too." He hugged her and she hugged back. They hugged for a while until Taylor came back with ice cream.

"Oops. Sorry to ruin a moment." Taylor turned around.

"It's okay Taylor. We're just hugging," Gabriella said, letting go of Troy.

"So does that mean you guys are back together?"

"Not necessary. But we'll get to it." Troy smiled at her.

"Gabs, you know we have to go back to Stanford in three days right?"

"It'll be two days by tomorrow."

"So spend as much time as you want with this guy, so you don't regret leaving him."

"I wish," Gabriella mumbled.

"I know. Bye guys!" Taylor walked out. Troy turned around and smirked at her.

"What?"

"Did you just say that you wish you can spend time with me?"

"I don't know. Maybe." Troy got up and tickled her. Gabriella kicked her legs and screamed.

"TROY! STOP!! CAN'T BREATHE!!!" Troy continued tickling her when she slapped him on the head.

"Hey! That wasn't nice."

"Well, I could have suffocated if you didn't stop tickling me."

"Whatever." Troy sat on the chair next to Gabriella.

"Don't you wish that we went to the same college?" Gabriella asked.

"Yeah. I do."

"You know, I could transfer."

"You can? I mean, you want to? You don't have to."

"Yeah. I don't have to. It's not like I wanted to." Troy raised his eyebrows at him.

"You didn't want to?"

"I don't know. Usually when you transfer, there's supposed to be a good reason."

"What would be your good reason if you transferred?"

"To be with you," Gabriella whispered. Troy smirked, obviously he heard it.

"Well, I would transfer to Stanford to be with you too. But I don't have the grades or the scholarship to get in." Gabriella looked up at him when he said 'to be with you'.

"Well, I do have the grades to go to UCLA."

"Yeah. But don't transfer because of me. Stanford was your dream college."

"Yeah, but it's not worth it if your love isn't there with you."

"Your love?"

Gabriella looked shock. "You know, my best friends," she said, trying to cover it up.

"You mean Taylor is your love? You're a lesbian?!" Troy joked. Gabriella threw her pillow at him and luckily, he caught it.

"I am not a lesbian. Would you date a lesbian?"

"Ew. No. I'm straight."

"And so am I."

"Uh huh… sure…"

"I'm serious."

"Right…" Gabriella smacked his head.

"Stop it. I'm not Chad."

"You certainly act like him."

"Certainly? Using big words on me?"

"You know what it means."

"I do. But it's a big word."

"Just like supercalifragiliciousexbealadicious." (DAMN, I cannot spell that word.)

"Okay, now that's a long word. And I don't even know what it means."

"Me either. I've never heard of it being put in a sentence before."

"You just used it in a sentence."

"Yeah I know, but it's not a sentence like 'I'm a dog.'"

"You're a dog?"

"I'm using an example, Troy."

"Yeah I know, but you could have at least use a sentence like 'I'm a girl.'"

"You're a girl?"

"I am not."

"You could have said 'I'm a boy.'"

"You're a boy?"

"Will you shut up about it?"

"Have you noticed that we're being random right now?"

"Yes I know that, girl."

"Well you're a boy dog."

"A male dog."

"Ah ha! You are a dog!"

"Do I look like a dog to you?"

"I can't believe I've dated a dog."

"I can't believe you kissed a dog."

"See?! You are a dog!"

"You know what? I'm gonna stop right here and not talk to you."

"Fine, dog."

"Retard."

"Girl."

"Boy."

"Will you guys shut up?" Gabriella turned around to see Chad eating a hot dog.

"Ayee, a hot dog!" Troy got up and tried to take away Chad's hot dog.

"First, get your own hot dog. Second, Gabi's not a dog. Third, you guys are so annoying."

"First, where'd you get your dog? Second, Gabi said herself that she's a dog. Third, you're stupid too," Troy snapped back.

"First, this reminds me of the carnival we went to in high school. Second, Gabi is still not a dog because she does not walk with her arms on the ground. Third, you were just being there being random with her."

"First, you like cotton candy and I like hot dogs. Second, Gabi said she was a male dog. Third, I don't say stupid stuff and get hit by my girlfriend." Gabriella rolled her eyes. "Until now."

"You guys are the most obnoxious, annoying, and most stupid guys on Earth. You guys are bound to be best friends," Gabriella said. Troy and Chad put their arms around their shoulders.

"That's what friends are for," they said in unison. Gabriella rolled her eyes again.

"You guys are pathetic. Get out of my room."

"Sure." Troy walked to her and kissed her on the lips. Then they both walked out of her room.

"Stupid boys. Can't you see I'm not a dog?"

A/N: Man, I was rolling on the floor laughing my ass off when I was typing. You can see this is my own creation. If you went to my school, you could see I'll be the most random person you'll ever meet. I even had a random shouting contest with one of my friends and I won. The last word I said in the contest was, "I like asian people!" after my friend said "Cucumber look like penises." I totally rock! Ahaha.

Yeah. And I'm a girl. Girls are supposed to be lady-like. Unlike me. I'm not a tomboy, I'm a girly girl. But I am still random. See ya! LOLLLLLL