A/N: we were on yet another vacation and believe it or not, cruises don't have internet. SORRY! Glad u liked ch.10. Drama is COMING! Promise :P

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Chapter 11

Previously:

"Hello you two. Am I interrupting something?" she asked with a smirk looking between the couple.

She couldn't believe it. What the hell just happened in the pool? It was all confusing, one moment they were fooling around and the next they were so close together! It was absurd. This whole thing was just a contract, a show, nothing more nothing less. Yet, they almost kissed.

Gabriella shook her head to get rid of her thoughts while she waited for the water to boil. She went into the kitchen to prepare some snacks after they had invited Sharpay to come in. Has she not appeared, Gabriella didn't know what would happen. Perhaps they would… She caught her thoughts again before they wandered off too far and started making tea.

It was awkward, yet there was no way to avoid it. It shouldn't be like this considering the fact that they had known each other for so long already but the silence was unavoidable.

Sharpay looked around the living room and smiled slightly at Troy. She had come to give him a piece of her mind after he had hung up on her so rudely but when she arrived at the house, she heard splashing and screaming and laughter. That changed her plans immediately. There was no need to be angry at him. Not yet.

"I heard from your manager that you moved down here. Why didn't you tell me?" she asked warmly while looking expectantly at Troy, a small pout dancing on her flawless face.

"I told you before but it was not important enough for you to remember or notice I see." Troy said in a cold, annoyed tone.

"What?" she gasped. This sent Sharpay in shock. No one had ever dared to treat her like that, or talk to her like that for that matter. "I - I think you are busy so I am not going to intrude and leave." She said, quickly gathered her things and stood up about to walk to the front door when Gabriella came in with a tray of cups and plates with cookies.

"Ah, Sharpay, I was just bringing…" she didn't even get to finish when Sharpay glared at her and stomped out of the house. Not knowing what just happened, she set the tray on the coffee table and sighed.

"Well that went well…" she trailed off while observing Troy, who just sat there as if nothing had happened. She didn't even have time to question him, when her phone rang.

"Hello?" she said and listened to what the person on the other end had to say.

"Really?" Troy had observed how excited she looked after she heard what they said.

"Are you serious?" her voice added in excitement and she started walking in front of him. Troy's face became more and more confused as the time passed.

"Oh my god, that's so great! I will definitely come, thank you so much!" she said with a wide smile and hung up. She seemed to glow and Troy looked at her questioningly.

"Who was that?" he asked carefully.

"That was the publishing company I gave my story to! They said it was very good and they want to meet me!" she informed him in a rush. "So I am going to head there now if you don't mind."

"Take the bus because I don't want to waste my time being your driver." He replied while texting on the phone. The old Troy was back, no traces of this afternoon.

"Don't worry! I wasn't planning to ask you anyway." Gabriella scoffed and turned on her heals to head upstairs to change. "Jerk." She mumbled.

"I heard that!" Troy called after her without glancing up.

"Real jerk." She whispered while rushing upstairs. It was her time to shine.

"Mother fucking idiots!" Gabriella yelled out in the middle of the street after she had emerged from a tall building. Receiving glares from the people around, she stomped to the nearest Starbucks and called for a caramel latte, her favourite.

The meeting didn't go as well as she expected. She met up with the publishers and started talking. Turned out they didn't even read her story but they read about her marriage to the famous Troy Bolton. Idiots weren't even interested in publishing her story. They asked her to write a story for them. Not just any story. It was supposed to be story about her 'husband' Troy Bolton.

"The Secret Life Of The Biggest Hollywood Star my ass." She fumed. How dare they ask her to do that? So she politely asked them to give her back her manuscript and then slammed the door shut after her. That brought her where she was at the moment. Sitting in Starbuck, having a burned tongue as she was too angry to notice how steaming hot the Latte was.

"Bastards! I have a burned tongue now, all because of them!" she talked to herself. First sign of madness. What was she supposed to do now? If no one published her story, her dream of becoming the next Jane Austen or J.K. Rowling was not going to come true! She would even settle for Stephanie Meyer if it meant some money and recognition! Sad!

She should have given her story to more publishing companies than one. Stupid her for thinking that they would take it immediately. Thinking about the party, a thought came to her.

"Ryan Evans." She mumbled and stood up quickly, gathering her things. Calling a cab, she gave the driver the address and hoped her plan would work.

"I am sorry, but Mr. Evans is currently at a meeting so he can't see you." A sympathetic secretary informed Gabriella. Damn it, her timing was always the worst. Almost like Sharpay's, a small voice told her but she pushed it to the back.

"Well can I at least leave something here for him?" she asked while taking her manuscript out.

"Of course miss, just leave it here with your name and contact and I will make sure Mr. Evans receives it as soon as possible."

"Thank you." Gabriella smiled at her and handed her a big manila envelope with a note attached to it.

After she had left Starbucks, she decided to go and see Ryan. After all, he was in the publishing business as well. He could help her right? However, when she arrived, Ryan was not there and she had to settle for trusting the secretary with her precious work so he could read it later. Heading back home, she waited at the bus stop. No need to waste more money on a taxi, bus was just fine. Suddenly, her phone beeped, indicating she had a text.

Gabriella, I got your envelope. I am very happy to hear from you. Talk to you soon. Ryan Evans

She smiled and slipped her phone back into her handbag while standing in the line to get onto the bus.

"Troy!" Gabriella called out as she closed the front door. There was no response but she was sure his car was in the driveway. She walked into the living room and saw that the back yard glass doors were open. When she stepped outside, she couldn't help but giggle quietly. There, on the bench was Troy sleeping with a book to cover his face.

"Hah, The Secret Life Of The Biggest Hollywood Star: All he does is eat, sleep and exercise." She snickered and walked over to him.

"Move it superstar." She said loudly while shaking him so he would wake up. Troy immediately opened his eyes and knocked the book down. He moved over and Gabriella sat down next to him.

"So how did the meeting go? They didn't accept it did they? I knew it, it was that good of a story anyway." He said with a smirk. Gabriella glared at him but kept her mouth shut. Looking around, she spotted something shiny in the grass. Standing up, she walked towards and bent down to pick the object up.

"Oh god! That's the ring you threw away! My day isn't that bad after all, I can keep this now!" she yelped out and turned to Troy to show him her prize.

"Give it to me!" he exclaimed and moved towards Gabriella who was clutching the ring strongly in her hand.

"Nu-uh, last time I told you that the next time I find it, it's going to be a keeper!" she said while backing up. Troy, however, ignored her and grabbed her hand, trying to pry the ring of her fingers.

"Give it!"

"No!"

"I said hand it over!"

"Never!"

".!" Troy said while pulling on her hand violently. Gabriella wasn't prepared to lose and so she bent her head and bit Troy's hand hard. Troy yelped out in pain and dropped her hands, clutching his own and staring at her in shock. Mr. Bolton 1, Mrs. Bolton 1.

"What the hell woman! You fucking bit me!" he said while pointing at her with his good hand.

"You didn't want to give me the ring! I had no choice!" Gabriella defended herself while trying not to burst in laughter. This made Troy even more furious. He straightened out and glared at her.

"Get out of my house!" he said while she froze in shock. Ha! Who was winning now?

"What?" she asked with wide eyes.

"You heard me! Get out of my house! I don't know what I was thinking before but your bite has certainly brought me back to my senses. I don't want to live with some homeless person!" Troy said while picking his previously fallen book up.

"Actually, you are the one who has to leave. This is my house remember? The contract clearly states that in the even of divorce, the house belongs to me." Gabriella smirked and folded her arms.

"I know, but we are not divorcing. You are simply not living here anymore." Damn it! Troy Bolton 2, Gabriella Bolton 1.

"Fine!" She yelled out and went into the house to pack. What an idiot! How can anyone kick their own wife out of the house?

"What do you think you are doing here with all those bags Gabriella?" Taylor exclaimed when she opened the door only to see her best friends standing there with bags around her.

"I am moving in here, what do you think?" she snapped back and began to bring all her stuff into the room.

"What the hell?" Chad asked in shock when he saw her.

"You can't stay here Gabi! What about your husband huh? You two are married!" Taylor tried to reason with her while sitting down on the sofa.

"I don't care what my 'husband' thinks." she said the word 'husband' sarcastically. "Besides, it's your fault I am married to him now anyway! How dare you trick me again! I haven't forgiven you about that yet!" Chad and Taylor exchanged scared looks and stared at Gabriella again.

"Anyway! You can't stay here!" Taylor said eyeing her friend carefully.

"No? Then give me back all my money! Come on! Give me back everything you owe me! Every single fucking cent!" demanded Gabriella while holding her hand out. This seemed to get her best friend moving.

"I will prepare the guest bedroom." Chad yelped out and immediately started moving. Taylor run into the kitchen and brought out a plate of brownies for Gabriella who smiled in satisfaction.

"Much better." She said with a smirk. Suddenly her phone rang, it was the publisher company from earlier that they. She sighed and picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mrs. Bolton. We are calling to ask you about the story we wanted you to write? Perhaps you had changed your mind?"

"No I haven't changed my mind! And for your information, me and Troy Bolton are no longer in contact, so if you please leave me the fuck alone!" she said angrily and hung up. Idiots didn't get the message the first time, did they?

Troy sighed in frustration. It was so boring at home! So quiet! Usually, the house was filled with music or some kind of noise Gabriella was doing. Now, there was nothing. Not that he missed her, he reminded himself quickly. That would be absurd.

Walking aimlessly around the house, he came to a sudden stop in front of Gabriella's room. Hesitating for a bit, he pushed the door open and walked in. Everything was so clean, no clothes lying around as usual, no papers on the desk. Only a calendar. Troy focused on the calendar and saw one window with a red writing in it. Coming closer to see, it said: My Birthday!

Startled, Troy immediately walked out of the room and closed the door shut.

"What is this Troy?!" Harry threw a magazine at Troy as soon as he walked into the office. Troy looked at the cover confusedly and his eyes widened in shock.

Troyella break up! It screamed with a photo of two of them on their wedding day but with a tear in between them.

"How could that happen? I thought that after the marriage, there would be no more scandals!" Harry exclaimed in furry. This was a very strange déjà vu, how did he always end up yelling at Troy for his scandals?

"I have no idea ok? Just do something about it, but the break up is no true, I swear." Troy said while reading the article inside. Who did this? Harry closed his eyes and exhaled deeply.

"Fine. Now, why did you say no to Sharpay's photo shoot? Don't you know how good of an opportunity it is?"

"I don't feel like doing it that's all and I still don't want to." Troy answered casually, still reading.

"You are doing it, there is no question about it. This is business and I am telling you to go!" Harry said with a sense of authority in his voice. Troy wordlessly rose from his seat, threw the magazine aside and walked out.

"I expect to hear from Sharpay soon!" his manager called out after him.

"Seriously, when you called me, I was a little startled. I thought you didn't want to do the shoot." Sharpay said with a smile while sipping her apple martini.

"Well I changed my mind." Troy mumbled while playing with his glass, not looking at her.

"Troy, look at me. Am I the most important and special person in your life?" she asked bluntly. Troy looked at her in shock and stayed quiet. Sharpay was looking at him expectantly while he contemplated on the answer.

"Yea, you are." Troy admitted with a sigh and looked back down at the glass in front of him, clearly embarrassed. Sharpay took his chin an forced him to look at her.

"No matter what I do, I am the most important person in your life. Forget that and you will be in trouble."

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