AN: Happy Independence Day! sorry about the long wait for the next chapter. I've been one busy girl these past few days with work and all. Anyway, spent quality time with my little sister yesterday. We went to the movies! Saw Karate Kid and loved it!
Thanks for your sweet comments and reviews. I really enjoy reading them. So, hope everyone is having a good 4th! Here's Chapter 11!
Chapter 11- The Big Apple(pt 1)
As troy hugged Gabriella he smiled. Yeah, this was all going to be worth it.
Later that day as Troy had predicted his family made their "triumphant" return home from a long and exciting day in the Big Apple. Gabriella opened the huge wooden and stain glass front door for them. Samantha and Amber immediately handed Gabriella all of their huge shopping bags and coats while parading past her like she didn't even exists.
The pile of bags and coats was so big that Gabriella could hardly see over them. She stumbled back a few steps before she regained her balance.
"We had such a lovely time in New York. We hit some of the biggest outlet stores around." Amber commented taking a seat on the living room couch.
"I agree. We got some fabulous clothes and this weekends going to be one for the record books right Troy?" Samantha asked as her brother stepped into the living room.
"Yeah." Troy said with a fake smile. He sat down on the leather chair and sighed as he had to bear the fact of listening to his sisters and family banter on about the upcoming weekend.
"I have no doubt that you girls will be the talk of the after party once this little affair is done." Mrs. Bolton replied proudly.
"I couldn't agree more. Plus we also have to mention that our son is a rising NBA star." Mr. Bolton added.
Troy groaned. Did his dad seriously always have to talk about basketball? It was starting to get on his nerves.
Meanwhile Gabriella was busy hanging up all the coats that the family had tossed on her. The coat closet was jammed with so many coats and other winter accessories. Gabriella's arms were starting to hurt from all the lifting she was doing. She bent down and was about to pick up Mr. Bolton's heavy tan overcoat when she felt a hand on her wrist.
She looked up and saw Troy standing over her. "Here let me help you." He said gently taking the coat in his hands.
Gabriella smiled. "thanks for your help Troy." She said standing back up.
"No problem and sorry about my families endless banter about this weekend." Troy said apologetically.
"that's ok. they seem pretty excited. I mean who wouldn't be. It's pretty much the most glamorous event ever in the big apple." Gabriella stated.
"That's true. I want you there at the after party more than anything!" Troy insisted looking into Gabriella's brown eyes.
"I would love to but it's going to take a miracle to get me there." She said walking away.
The weekend came and the hustle and bustle around the Bolton household was endless. Gabriella was beginning to doubt herself as to weather or not she would even make it to the after party in New York. But she hadn't given up yet.
"GABRIELLA, come do our hair and makeup NOW!" Samantha barked.
"Right away miss." Gabriella said hustling up the stairs to the bedrooms.
After two hours of doing hair and makeup the Bolton sisters and mother were ready. They twirled one last time in front of the mirror before leaving. Mrs. Bolton smiled. She was wearing a turquoise cocktail dress that flared at the knees. Mr. Bolton was dressed in a tan suit with a light blue shirt. Troy was dressed in a black suit with a white button down shirt and black dress shoes.
The limo was waiting outside for the Bolton family and they all got in. Once the door was shut they took off. Gabriella sadly walked back inside. The cold September rain was still steadily falling outside and nighttime was beginning to set in. Gabriella watched outside as the limo drove down the driveway. The window got rolled down and she saw Troy stick his head out and look back at her longingly. He waved and then pulled his head back inside.
Gabriella locked the front door and was just about to walk upstairs when she saw a mysterious package outside the stairwell.
Walking over she picked it up and read the note that was attached to it. It read:
Hey gabriella, yes this is chad. : ) Troy texted me earlier this morning and told me that he wanted you at the after party for New York Fashion week at Club indigo. No way you're missing it. you deserve this no matter what people say. Its bad enough with what you went through last summer. So, take this garment bag and have a wonderful time. The rest is taken care of. You're staying at the Ramada Grand Hotel in Manhattan on sterling st. I will meet you there. Your VIP pass is in there too. I already took an extra set of clothes for you. See you there!
Your fairy god friend,
Chad.
Gabriella unzipped the black garment bag and gasped. Inside was the most stunning white and silver cocktail dress that she had ever seen. She was really going to feel special tonight. She deserved it. Smiling Gabriella began to sing as she walked up the stairs.
There was a time
When I packed my dreams away
Living in a shell
Hiding from myself
There was a time
When I was so afraid
Thought id reach the end
Baby that was then
But I am made of more than my yesterday
This is my now
And I am breathing in the moment
As I look around
I can't believe the love I see
My fears behind me
Gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then this is my now.
I had to decide
Was I gonna play it safe
Or look somewhere deep inside
Try to turn the tide
And find the strength to take that step of faith
This is my now
And I am breathing in the moment
As I look around
I can't believe the love I see
My fears behind me
Gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then this is my now
And I have the courage like never before
Yeah
Settled for less
But im ready for more
Ready for more.
This is my now
And I am breathing in the moment
As I look around
I can't believe the love I see
My fears behind me
Gone are the shadows and doubt
That was then this is my now
This is my now.
This is my now.