Gossip Girl in New York City!
Yup, I'm on vacation for a few days. My dad has a business trip so I've decided to go. But I can still update on your favorite crew from one of my insiders still at Albuquerque.
GM, from what I know, is brushing her silky wet hair from the bathroom. My insider says that she's in a towel. But who knows what's under there? Not even TB knows what kind of junk she has in her trunk. GB better close that door because my insider is getting a hard-on.
TB, from what I hear, is doing his daily workout, not including the jogging. He took his t-shirt off, showing his six-pack and still has his red track pants on. Damn it.
SE is happily skipping along the sidewalk. I think she's still a little high from the party last night. I know; my head hurts.
Hope you have a blast at school while I'm cruising down Town Square.
Bye to Losers in Albuquerque (JK!),
Gossip Girl
Chapter 11
"Five, six, seven, eight!" The cheerleading squad does their new routine again and again. Jennifer, as usual, is trying to fix every cheerleader's problem. Apparently, Gabriella's making some mistakes too. Is she distracted? The answer is yes.
Troy and his basketball team are supposed to be "inside" because the weather is not right, according to Troy.
Chad notices Troy is dribbling the ball and watching Gabriella at the same time. Chad took Jason's ball without asking and threw it toward Troy's head.
"Ow!" Troy rubbed his head.
"Pay attention, captain. You're supposed to be practicing, not watching your girlfriend."
"She's not my girlfriend."
"Not yet, my friend."
"Will you butt out? You already made things worse." Troy passed the ball to Chad. Hard.
"What's your problem?" Chad said, catching the ball and walking over to Troy.
"Nothing," Troy mumbled.
"You didn't do her?"
"I didn't want to."
"But it was a dare."
"Damn it Chad! I didn't do her!" Troy shouted. Everyone turned to stare at him. Troy saw Gabriella raise her eyebrow. "Just stop talking to me, okay?" Troy whispered sternly.
"Fine. But you're gonna tell me later." Chad shot a perfect shot into the basket and walked away from Troy.
"What's that all about?" Kelly, one of the cheerleaders, said.
"I don't know," Jennifer said. "Forget them. We have to start practicing." Jennifer clapped her hands for the girls to go into formation.
Ashley popped a piece of caramel popcorn into her mouth. "Jenn, can you get more popcorn for me?"
"Why don't you get it yourself?" Gabriella snapped. Ashley pushed the table that she was laying her legs on and walked over to Gabriella.
"What gives you the fucking right to say that to me?" Ashley got up to Gabriella's face.
"Just because you're co-captain, doesn't give you the fucking right to sit around and gain weight down your ass."
"At least I don't gain fat on my legs and my stomach." Gabriella's jaw dropped. "Exactly. Don't even talk."
"You didn't even think that brain of yours even work, huh? Maybe your eyes too since you haven't looked in the mirror obviously." Ashley rose up her hand, but Jennifer caught it.
"We don't need drama here, Ash," Jennifer said.
"I need to teach that bitch a lesson." Ashley tried to wiggle out of Jennifer's grip, but Jennifer was too strong.
"Keep it to yourself."
"No!" Ashley grabbed Jennifer's arm and pushed it down. Jennifer released. Ashley charged for Gabriella, but two girls came and tried to pull her away.
"What's going on here?" Troy shouted, walking over to the cheerleading squad with Chad, Jason, and Zeke following him. Ashley pulled away from the two girls and ran over to Troy. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pretended to cry on his shoulder.
"Gabriella is being mean to me," she fake sobbed.
"She wishes that I was being mean to her," Gabriella rolled her eyes.
"Were you being mean to her?" Troy raised his eyebrow.
"What do you think?"
"Seriously! She was saying I was fat and I was doing nothing for the squad. I even made all the routines for them and I don't even get a thanks." Jennifer rolled her eyes; she knows that Ashley loves to take credit from other people.
"You seriously made all the routines?" Troy asked. Ashley nodded, pouting, and Gabriella rolled her eyes more dramatically.
"You guys just calm down, okay? Have a safe practice and then bitch-fight after." Ashley nodded excitedly and kissed Troy on the lips.
"Thanks Troy. I owe you." Ashley walked away from Troy, passing Gabriella and giving her a glare. Gabriella rolled her eyes and saw Troy walking over to her.
"Jealous much?" Troy asked cockily.
"In your dreams," Gabriella smirked.
"It didn't mean anything."
"It doesn't matter."
"As long as you're okay with it."
"Whatever." Troy took Gabriella's hand and kissed the back of it.
"We'll talk later."
"Maybe." Gabriella took her hand back. "If Ashley doesn't find me and throws a punch."
"She won't. I'll be there."
"Yeah, and then she'll be all over you and forget about me."
"That's good."
"Not for you. Don't be a loser and try to protect me."
"Hey, I am your best friend."
"Who said that?" Gabriella pretended to look to her right and left.
"I said. Besides, you're mine." Gabriella blushed.
"Gabriella! We need to practice!" Jennifer shouted from a far distance.
"I gotta go," Gabriella said. She ran off, leaving Troy in his daydream.
"You still haven't tapped that and she's flirting with you like crazy." Troy turn around to see Chad smirking.
"We're taking things slow."
"Fine, but don't regret not hitting that earlier."
"You are such a perv," Troy said, passing Chad.
"You were too, before," Chad turned around and called out. Troy shook his head playfully and shot a perfect hoop.
Gabriella stuffs her workout clothes into her Abercrombie bag and walks out of the girls' restroom stall. Suddenly, someone covers her mouth and pulls her into the janitor's room. When Gabriella fell on the mop, she looked up and saw Ashley smiling. After that, the whole room went black.
"Hey Troy, do you want to come to the bowling alley with us and the girls?" Chad asked when he pulled up his jeans and buckled his belt about three inches down his boxers. A/N: I hate it when guys sag. LOL.
"Sure. Did you invite Gabi?" Troy puts on his American Eagle turquoise, maroon, and white polo shirt.
"Nah. Why don't you go to the gym and ask her?" Troy nodded and ran out of the locker room.
"Gabi?!" Troy shouted into the gym. There was no one there. He ran to the girls' restroom and saw some girls changing.
"AHH!!!" the girls took their shirts and covered their chests. Troy quickly covered his eyes.
"Sorry," he said and left the restroom immediately. He turned around and Ashley was right there in his face. He fell back a little, but then his foot caught his balance.
"Hi Troy! Looking for someone?" Ashley said, smiling and leaning toward Troy's face. Troy stepped back.
"Yeah. Do you know where Gabi is?"
"Ew, her? I don't know. But did you try the gym?"
"Yeah, she's not there."
"Then I guess she went home without you."
"Oh." Troy looked down at his Nikes.
"Aw Troy. I know Gabi stood you up and all, but you still have me." Troy took another step back.
"We were over a long time ago." Ashley took a step forward.
"When I say we're over, then we're over." Troy took another step back.
"Who died and made you ruler of my rules?" Ashley stepped forward.
"Please, Troy the Ultimate Player Bolton would play any girl. And moi am available to you. You know you want me." Troy stepped back, touching the wall behind him.
"I'm not interested, Ashley." Ashley stepped forward, trapping him in the corner.
"Too bad, Troy. Gabriella's gone, and you're all mine." Before Troy could say anything, Ashley crashed her lips onto his. He couldn't help but kiss back. He didn't feel anything, but she was a girl and his own tradition was to kiss any girl back even though he didn't like her.
Gabriella pounded on the door. She pulled a string above her and a light bulb lit up.
"Great," she mumbled to herself, "I'm stuck here with a single light bulb above my damn head." She pounded on the storage room door. She leaned on the door and groaned. Then the door open, causing Gabriella to fall flat on her back.
"Ow," Gabriella said, rubbing her head.
"Gabi? What are you doing here?" Gabriella opened her eyes, stings by the bright light but sees Chad looking down at her.
"I was locked in."
"Who?"
"Ashley."
"You know Troy's looking for you, right?"
"Then go find him." Gabriella stood up and continued rubbing the back of her head.
"I heard screaming at the girls' restroom, so I guess he went there to find you."
"Thank goodness I left before he got there." Chad ran and Gabriella followed, walking slowly.
Troy pushed Ashley off of him.
"Get off me, slut," Troy snapped.
"You're only interested in sluts."
"Not sluts like you."
"Then sluts like Gabriella?" Troy looked up at her.
"Gabi is not a slut."
"Did you see her on the first day of school? She was basically wearing stripper clothes."
"Shut up."
"Why should I? It's true and you know it."
"SHUT UP!" Troy punched the restroom door with his fist. Ashley winced at the sight. Gabriella and Chad ran to the scene.
"Troy!" Gabriella ran over to Troy and pulled his fist off the door. "What did you do?" she asked, examining Troy's hand.
"Nothing." He tried to look away from her eyes; he knows that she'll look hurt. Gabriella turned to Ashley.
"Did you have something to do with this?"
"It's not her fault," Troy said.
"Exactly what he said," Ashley said.
"Can you at least get out of here? I think locking me in the storage closet is bad enough," Gabriella said. Ashley squeezed her bushy eyebrows together.
"She locked you in the storage closet?" Troy asked.
"Gotta go!" Ashley skipped off, leaving Troy, Chad, and Gabriella. Chad chuckled out of nowhere.
"What?" Gabriella asked. Chad pointed at them. Gabriella looked down at her hand touching his and she instantly pulled her hands back to her sides. But damn it, she wanted to hold those hands longer.
"I'll leave you two alone," Chad said. He walked off, leaving silence behind.
"Why did you hit the door?" Gabriella asked, breaking the silence.
"No reason," Troy answered.
"You know you could have hurt your hand."
"It doesn't matter."
"Yeah, it does. If you injure your hand, you can't play basketball for a while."
"Well what if I wanted to hurt it?"
"Why would you do that?"
"Why are you asking a question to my question?" Gabriella held her hands up in surrender.
"I don't have time for this. If you're okay, fine. I'll leave." Gabriella pass Troy and felt someone grab her wrist.
"Don't go." Gabriella turned around, facing Troy's eyes. They look a little blue. A/N: LOL! You know it means sad.
"Answer this question truthfully: Why did you hit the door?" Gabriella's question sounded pleading, so Troy answered it.
"I was mad at Ashley."
"For what?"
"She was talking shit about you."
"At first, I thought you were supposed to hit her."
"You know I don't hurt girls."
"You're not supposed to. But what you did was better. At least it shock Ashley."
"Yeah." Gabriella smiled, but it faded when Troy pulled her into a hug.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Gabriella asked.
"Yeah. Can I just hold you for a while? I really feel like I need someone to hold." Gabriella rests her chin on his shoulder and she nodded. She wrapped her arms around Troy's back.
Several girls passed by and pointed at them, whispering to each other. It didn't matter because they were in their own little world by themselves.
That was so sweet and romantic. I wish I was the one who was seeing all this. I could have been more descriptive from what I see, but I can't. It's not like I have these binoculars that can see from a very, very, very far distance.
I'll be back tomorrow. Then I can update you with the real thing. The one I see.
Love ya always,
Gossip Girl
A/N: I know you guys are really awkward about Ryan and Martha. They're just part of the story; not really the big deal. You gotta focus on Gabriella and Troy cuhs they're the main story characters.
Update (MUST READ): You can see I've updated Time After Time, The Partner Survey, and added two new one-shots, including finishing Love Never Expires!!! That series is done; no more sequels for it. Instead, I might make a sequel for this story or another new story. I'm kind of tired of Time After Time, so that will end soon. Gotta finish The Partner Survey, but don't really want to. But I'm making that promise because of you guys. So wait for it until I want to update it myself.
(MUST READ IF YOU LIKE PARTNER SURVEY)For some of you who wants to appear in the The Partner Survey, I'd like you to write a chapter for me with one of the remaining HSM character. If I think your chapter is pretty great, I'll put it up in the real story The Partner Survey and credit you BIG TIME! so send it in. If you can't, tell me your email address and I'll send you mine so you could paste your chapter into an email and send it to me. The email doesn't really care how long your email is, so I won't care either. But you gotta follow the format of my regular chapters like the exact survey and you have to type fifty facts. You can also type the same exact thing many times for the fact just like me, as long as you know they'd say it many times. Have fun!!!