Chapter 25

I own NO song and neither does the Montez Trio (: But I wish I/they did.

You Put Your Arms Around Me and I'm Home

Oh, and this is an M-Rated chapter. For later chapters, I will not be warning you, so read at your own risk...

One more thing. I don't own that "Roses are red Violets are blue blah, blah, blah stuff. I got it off of YouTube. I know, how awesome am I?

Breakfast was silent and awkward. Reva had stuffed a piece of toast in her mouth before leaving for the bus with Emil.

"What's up?" Selena and Leilani asked at the same time. They casted each other looks before breaking out into a smile. Gabriella sighed as she slung her backpack over her shoulder. "Four words. Reva. Is. Having. Sex."

Leilani gasped and Selena nearly chocked on her bacon. "Huh?"

"With Emil?" Leilani added.

"Who else? Rosie and I walked in on them."

"I think I was too harsh on her last night," Rosie sighed. "I yelled. I mean, not a high yell, but I raised my voice a bit. I even said I'd tell her mom."

"Did you?"

"No. I'm not that mean."

"Well, we're heading out," Troy said.

"Bye."

…

"Reva hates me," Gabriella sulked. "I tried to catch up with her but she ran."

"It'll pass," Troy assured her.

"What will pass?" Reyna asked as she popped up next to them. "The dance on Monday?"

Gabriella rolled her eyes. "No, Reyna. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have to go." They walked off and Reyna rolled her eyes. She leaned against her locker and shook her head. "Bitch. I don't know what he sees in her."

Paige Hawke, one of Reyna's friends, cocked her head to the side watching as Gabriella walked away. "I don't know. She has really great hair and a body to die for—ow!" Paige rubbed her arm where Reyna had pinched her. "What was that for?"

"The only person you're allowed to envy is me," Reyna snapped.

"I never said I envied her," Paige said. "Sure, I was thinking it, but—ouch!" Paige rubbed her stomach where Reyna had hit her again. "Okay, sorry."

"She's the enemy, remember that," Reyna hissed. "Let's go." Paige and Brittani followed after Reyna, their heads full of blonde hair lifted up high.

Hunter met them as they made their way to homeroom. "Plan B to sabotage Troyella starts at prom," Reyna told him. Hunter nodded and turned around. He gasped as his body collided with someone else's. Evelynn stumbled backwards. Hunter quickly reached out so she wouldn't fall and smiled. "Funny how we keep meeting like this."

Evelynn smiled. "Hi, Hunter."

Hunter grinned. "Hey."

Reyna smirked. She stepped into Evelynn's view. "Hi. I'm Reyna Petro, Hunter's…cousin."

Evelynn smiled. "Hi. I'm Evelynn. Nice to meet you."

"Sure, whatever." Reyna grinned and draped an arm around her shoulders. "So, you know Gabriella Montez? She's way awesome."

"Uh…yeah. I mean, we're partners for a project but that's it…"

"That is so cool," Reyna exclaimed faking happiness. "I bet it's awesome. Is she smart?"

"Yeah. She is. Especially for someone who grew up homeschooled." Evelynn let out an uneasy laugh and Reyna followed after her. "I know, how ironic. So, you going to the dance?"

"Reyna," Hunter hissed. He'd let Reyna squirm her way into someone else's mind, but not Evelynn's. She was too good to be spoiled. Reyna looked at him, a smirk on her face. "What?" she said innocently. She turned to look back at Evelynn. "Just talking to my new friend. So, how 'bout it? You going to the dance Monday?"

"I mean…I don't know. I don't have a date."

"Don't need one," Reyna grinned. "You could go with some friends. Or…maybe even Hunter. He wants to go with you."

Evelynn turned to look at hunter, her eyes wide. Hunter looked at Reyna, venom riding in his eyes. Reyna smiled sweetly before stepping away from Evelynn. "I'm gonna go. Why don't you two talk?" Before they could say anything, Reyna dashed off, giggling peevishly with Paige and Britney.

"Don't listen to Reyna," Hunter said. "She's bad news. Don't let her take you into her trap."

"Huh?"

"Don't believe a word she says."

Evelynn smiled. "So you don't want to go to prom with me?"

"Well…I mean, if you want to go."

"Is that an invitation?" Evelynn grinned, stepping closer to him. Hunter smirked. "Yeah, it is. I'll pick you up at eight."

Evelynn smiled and nodded. "Okay. Don't be late. Thanks for the warning about Reyna, too. Trust me, I've run into obnoxious wannabe bad girls before and it hasn't turned out pretty. I want at least one safe haven to stay in."

Hunter grinned. "Well here it is."

"See you around?" Hunter nodded and Evelynn turned and disappeared through the crowd of students.

…

"Damn period," Gabriella cursed. Sharpay looked up, a look of disgust crossing her face. "Hello! Am I not eating right now?"

Gabriella sent her an apologetic look. "Sorry. I hate these pads."

"Should I leave in case girl talk comes up?" Troy asked, Ryan and Chad agreeing. Chad had joined the gang once Taylor talked to them that he was sorry. As long as it was okay with Gabriella and Troy, it was okay with everyone. Well, all except Leilani.

"No girl talk," Selena said. "Well, at least no period talk. I'm eating pizza and I rather not think of my tomato sauce as blood." She looked down at her food and made a gagging sound. "Oh, ew. Yeah, I've lost my appetite."

"I got cramps," Gabriella announced. "Really bad ones."

"The nurse has got some medicine for that," Maxine said, scooping up some macaroni and placing it into her mouth.

"Bolton!" Troy looked up from Gabriella's hair he was currently playing in. Stephen Jones and a couple of other guys form the football team wee striding over. Leilani rolled her eyes. "Looks like the herd of cows have come."

"You know you love us," Stephen said, beaming down at Leilani.

"Jones, I wanna tell you a short little poem," Leilani said. Jones leaned on the table, smiling down at her. "Roses are red," Leilani started, dragging her hand up his arm. "Violets are blue. I have five fingers and the middle ones for you." Leilani flashed him her middle finger before pushing his arm causing him to fall. The cafeteria chorused into laughter. Stephens's cheeks tinted a bright shade of red. "Yeah, well…it's not like I want you anyway."

"Great comeback, Jones," Leilani said, sarcasm ripping through her voice.

"Did you come over here for a purpose?" Troy questioned, reminding the two that other people were still here. Stephen nodded. "Yeah. Some guys from West High are here to see you. You better get them off our property Bolton before I throw them off."

"I got them," Troy said. He nodded for Chad to follow him. Gabriella gave him a peck on the lips before Troy departed towards the field. Stephen grinned down at Gabriella. "So—"

"Don't even try it," Gabriella demanded, holding a hand up to stop him. Stephen sighed and shrugged before leaving after Troy and Chad.

"Come on, we have to go see this," Selena said. She, Maxine, Leilani and the rest of the table left after the boys.

Gabriella was about to leave when she saw Reva by the door, talking and laughing with Emil. She felt a pang in her chest. They did look like they were in love. I guess it was just hard for her to admit because Reva was her littlest sister and she didn't want to her to go yet. She didn't want her to be her own person yet. She still wanted to be the big sister to help guide her through life.

Gabriella sighed and walked slowly towards Reva and Emil. "Rev…can I talk to you?"

Reva looked at her. "I have nothing to say."

"I wanted to say that I give this relationship one hundred percent," Gabriella said, ignoring Reva's answer.

Reva was taken by surprise. "Huh?"

"I'm not happy that you might be having sex this young, but…if you guys love each other, I can't get in the way of that."

Reva's lips tugged up into a smile. "Really?"

"Yes. But please, make sure you're doing it in an empty house so no one can walk in. I don't want to see my little sister and my boyfriend's little brother having sex."

Emil grinned. "Don't worry. You won't."

Gabriella smiled. "So, we're cool, right? I seriously can't stand having you be mad at me."

"We're sisters," Reva said. "We'll get mad at each other once in a while. But for now, yeah. We're cool."

Gabriella smiled. "Good, because I think I'll be able to see my boyfriend and his manly friends kick some boys from West High out."

Reva giggled and Emil laughed. "Seriously! Dude, I have to see this!"

…

"John, what are you doing here?' Troy asked, his arms crossing over his muscular chest as he stared at John with bottomless hatred. John smirked and spun his basketball on his finger. He looked at Troy. "Just stopping by to say that we'll be taking the championship trophy with us. Just a heads up."

Troy shook his head. "Leave. Now."

"But the party just began." He smiled.

"Dude, he said leave so leave!" Chad barked. "I advise you to or else I won't be asking nicely."

John smirked. "Got any cheerleaders around here? How about you girlfriend, Bolton? She has a fine ass."

Before Troy could stop himself, he threw his punch at John's jaw, hitting him for the second time in a week. There were gasp around Troy as John stumbled back, clearly effected by the sudden blow.

The other West High members charged for Troy, creating havoc from East High. Punches were thrown, grunts and groans were barked and the gathering of East High's students was slowly forming.

"Get the principal," some kid said. Two girls ran off towards the school building to get Principal Matsui. Gabriella and Leilani gasped as John threw a punch at Troy. "Troy!" Gabriella yelled.

"Enough!" a voice boomed through the field and everything froze. Johns topped in mid-punch. He threw Troy to the ground before him and his team took a sprint out of East High's property.

Gabriella ran to Troy's aid. She cradled his head in her lap, examining the bruise slowly starting to form just above his eyebrow. "Damn, Troy," she muttered.

"What was going on here?" Principal Matsui said his face red from anger.

"Some guys from West Hugh came here and started this," Stephen said. "Said some crap stuff and Bolton took a punch at his jaw."

Gabriella helped Troy stand when Principal Matsui turned his head to them. "Is that true, Troy?"

"Yeah…but only because he's a jackass."

"Gabriella, can you take him to the nurse? After that, I want you in my office, Bolton. And you bystanders I want gone!" The students cleared the area and Gabriella gently helped Troy wobble to Miss Tinner.

"I don't understand how I can love you when you make me do this crap for you," Gabriela teased gently. Troy grinned at her. "I'm not crippled. You can let me go."

"I like touching you," Gabriella admitted saucily running her hands down his arm. Troy chuckled and kissed her softly on the temple before they entered Miss Tinner's office. Miss Tinner look up and smiled. "Well, if it isn't the lovely couple. God, Troy what happened to your pretty face?"

Troy chuckled. "Well, I got punched."

"Hm, okay. I'll get an ice pack and something to clean that up." Troy nodded and Miss Tinner walked to the freezer. She pulled out an ice pack and handed it to Troy. Troy placed it on his brow, wincing at the sting. Miss Tinner left to the back to retrieve some medicine.

"It hurts?" Gabriella asked, her bottom lip slipping between her teeth in worry. She hated seeing Troy in pain. Especially since the comment that had came from John's mouth had been about her and that's what started this all.

"Just a bit," Troy answered truthfully. "But it's fine."

"It's not," Gabriella said. "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Well, the comment was about me. So it's kind of my fault."

"It's not," Troy denied. He smiled. "Have I told you how beautiful you look today?'

Gabriella felt her lips tugging up into a smile. "No, but it's good to hear." She pressed her lips softly to his in a slow, sentimental kiss. When Gabriella felt Troy's finger tease the skin underneath her blouse, she pulled back form his lips and giggled softly. "Stop," she ordered. "Miss Tinner already saw us making out and getting all touchy feely with each other."

"And as I told you before, she won't mind if we're having—"

"Finish that and you'll die," Gabriella threatened, jabbing her finger softly into his chest. Troy grinned and lifted her finger off of his chest. He turned her hand around and kissed down her palm and down her arm. Gabriella felt her eyes flutter closed as he left an inferno trail with his kisses.

"Well, Troy, I do have some medicine for you cut…I know it's around her somewhere." Gabriella and Troy sprung apart as if the two had been electrocuted. They looked towards Miss Tinner who was coming out of the back room with two bottles. She looked up at them and smiled. "Take this. It'll help ease the pain." Miss Tinner handed him a bottle of pain meds and a cup of water and Troy took it. He gulped the medicine down and smiled thankfully at Miss Tinner. "Thanks, Miss T."

"Your welcome. Now you hold that pack over your brow for a while and it'll swell down."

Troy nodded. "Okay, I have to go to Matsui."

"Okay. And no more fighting in this school, Troy." Troy nodded and left with Gabriella. Gabriela wrapped her arm around his waist and pulled him close to her. "Here that, Troy? No more punching people."

"Sure. Just as long as they make no more makeshift comments about you."

Gabriella tilted her head to the side, a small smile playing at her lips. "When did you own a big vocabulary?"

"Haven't I told you this already? I know Taylor."

Gabriella smiled. "And you know how to get in trouble." They stopped at principal Matsui's office door. She tilted her head back and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. "See you sixth period." She turned and walked away. Troy sighed and walked into Matsui's office. He was twirling a plus basketball in his hands as he looked at a picture of his family.

"Sir?" Matsui looked up. He nodded his head to a chair. "Sit." Troy sat down obediently. "You know I don't tolerate any warfare in my school. And what I saw when I walked onto the field was a scandal to our school. I don't care how big of a detestation you have towards the Knights, but you will not bring that hatred to this school. Do I make myself clear, Troy."

"Yes, sir. But they made a comment about Gabriella. I wasn't going to just stand there."

"I'm glad you care about your girlfriend, Troy, but I still will not let this go past me. I'm sorry but I'm going to have to suspend you from prom since it's coming up."

Troy sat up, his eyes wide. "What? Sir, you can't do that."

"I can and I will," Matsui said decisively. "Now get to class, Troy. There will be no more discussion of this."

Troy sat there, a stunned silence etched into his face. Principal Matsui nodded his head towards the door. Troy stood up and kicked the chair. He gave Matsui a glare before exiting the room with an earsplitting slam. Principal Matsui sighed and put the plush basketball down.

…

"What happened with Principal Matsui?" Emil tried to ask again for the sixth time. He couldn't take the look of defeat written on Troy's face. And the frown tugging at his lips. Gabriella couldn't even get it out of him. "It's bad isn't it?"

"Fine, you want to know?" Troy asked, his tone slicing into Emil with venom. He whirled around to face Emil. "I can't go to prom."

"That's it?"

Troy sighed. "No, that's not it. This is Gabriella's first and only prom. Now I've ruined it for her because I can't keep from punching a guy."

"She can still have fun," Emil insisted.

"But I want to dance with her. I want to escort her to the most amazing night of her life. She already picked out a dress and I want to see her dance in it with me holding her." Troy sighed. "I've ruined her prom."

"Don't think of it that way," Emil said.

"Hey, what was your punishment?" Leilani asked as she came up to them with Gabriella, Maxine, Reva, Selena, Sharpay and Kelsi.

"He's devastated," Emil announced.

Gabriella looked at him. "Come on, Troy. It can't be that bad. At the least you have to be suspended?"

"Yep," Troy said. "Suspended from prom."

Gabriella's mouth went agape. "What? He—he can't suspend you from prom!" she stammered out. "That's not fair."

"It's my punishment," Troy said. "So he is allowed to." Gabriella shook her head and marched off. Troy sighed and followed aft her. "Gabriella…"

"Then I won't go to prom," Gabriella said, turning to face him. "We could settle for a movie and have some popcorn. It'll all be the same if I'm with you, really."

Troy grabbed her shoulder gently. "No. You're going to prom. I don't want to make you give up your chance at prom. Your mom comes home from tour in two months…"

Gabriella shook her head. "No."

"Yes. Plus, it doesn't really matter. We have Miami to hang out and watch movies and eat popcorn." Troy cracked a smile. "But you have to go to prom."

Gabriella sighed. "Fine. But it won't be the same without you there. And I won't like it."

"Yes you will. You have your sisters and your friends."

Gabriella sighed. "Well, yeah I do, but I can't kiss them, can I?" Gabriella sent him a teasing smile and wrapped her arm around his waist. Troy returned the smile and kissed the top of her head. "No, you can't. Bot feel free to kiss me."

Gabriella smiled. She tilted her head backwards and let Troy push his lips gently onto hers. She completely melted into his arms. "Love you, Wildcat," she whispered, departing their lips. She reached a hand up to trace his cheek. "I love you, too," Troy said.

...

"You look overwhelming." Gabriella looked up from her gummy worms and smiled. Troy continued his journey down the stairs, dressed in a white beater and boxers. "I look like shit," Gabriella argued. Troy shook his head and took a minute to look over her. She usually woke up at a decent time in the morning, brushed her teeth, washed up, and fixed her hair. But instead she had her hair set up in a messy bun with tresses of hair falling into her eyes. She was clad in gray sweats a a tank top the rode up, showing a bit of her toned stomach.

Troy grinned and plopped down on the couch next to her. He took the gummy worm in her hand and put one end in his mouth. "Hey," Gabriella said. She reached over and put the other end of the worm in her mouth. She took the worm from his mouth and grinned. "Never touch my gummies." Troy grinned and took another one anyway. This time he stuffed the whole thing in his mouth. "Thanks, girlfriend."

Gabriella frowned. "Whatever. Next time I'll cut your tongue off."

"But you love my tongue," Troy said. "Especially when—"

"Troy, I swear to God, if you finish that I'll definitely be cutting your tongue off." Troy just smiled cheekily before giving her a slow, sentimental kiss. When he pulled away from her he smiled. "So, why exactly are you up at—" Troy turned his head to see the clock above the archway leading to the kitchen. He looked back at Gabriella. "—2:43 Eating gummy worms?"

"Because I can," Gabriella said bluntly. "Is there a law saying I can't?"

"No, but there is a law saying you can't leave your boyfriend without his girlfriend warmth. I like waking up seeing you in my arms. However, I do not like waking up and seeing Loco and Moxie in my arms." Troy smiled and shook his head. "Why are you up?"

Gabriella sighed. "Thinking."

"About what?"

"Oh, you know, stuff."

Troy rolled his eyes. "What kind of stuff, Brie?"

"The stuff that will happen two months from now." She looked at him, her eyes soft and worried. "I know I keep asking and asking this question, but what will happen when we leave? I've made so many friends here, Troy. I don't want to give them up. Or you."

"That was the price at coming here, Brie," Troy said softly. He brought his hand up and caressed her cheek softly with the pad of his thumb. Gabriella sighed, her insides churning with content. She reached up and grabbed his hand, slowly bringing it down into her lap. Her fingers threaded through his and she diverted her gaze to the floor. "I'm thinking about staying here," she announced quietly. "Away from LA until we graduate from East High."

When there was nothing but silence, Gabriella forced herself to look up at Troy. He was looking at her with gentleness that you'll only see when he knew that wasn't the right decision.

And Gabriella hated that.

"Don't say it," Gabriella pleaded. "Don't say that it's a bad idea."

"I have to. You can't stay here and throw off your career. Staying in Albuquerque will get you no where."

"It'll get me somewhere with you," Gabriella said. "Plus, I'm not giving up my entire life, Troy. I'll go back. But I want you to go back with me."

"Gabriella...even after college I have to find myself. I can't just get up and leave here. This is my home. And Los Angles is your home, Brie."

"My home is wherever you are," Gabriella denied softly. "Can I sing you the song from my book the day of our date? I never did sing it to you..."

Troy smiled and nodded. "Of course." Troy stood and helped her up. They made their way towards the basement where all of the Trio's instruments were hidden. Gabriella led them towards the piano and sat down. "Don't fall asleep," Gabriella said to Troy, a small smile tugging at her lips. She positioned her fingers over the keys and sat up straight, letting the one thing besides Troy that warmed her heart take her.

"I never thought that you would be the one to hold my heart," Gabriella sung softly, her fingers gently pressing against each key and the sound coming out beautifully. "But you came around and you knocked me off the ground from the start. You put your arms around me and I believe that it's easier for you to let me go." Gabriella smiled. "You put your arms around me and I'm home." The tempo slowly quickened. Troy watched as Gabriella put all her concentration on her music.

"How many times will you let me change my mind and turn around? I can't decided if I'll let you save my life or if Ill drown. I hope that you see right through my walls. I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling. I'll never let a love get so close. You put your arms around me and I'm home." Gabriella sneaked a quick look at Troy. She grinned timidly when she saw his eyes trained on her fingers.

Her fingers moved faster and harder as the beat picked up a new rhythm and tempo. "The world is coming down on me and I can't find a reason to be loved. I never wanna leave you, but I can't make you bleed if I'm alone. You put your arms around me and I believe that it's easier for you to let me go. I hope that you see right through my walls. I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling. I'll never let a love get so close. You put your arms around me and I'm home." She dragged the word out and Troy let out a breathy chuckle. "I tried my best to never let you in to see the truth. And I've never opened up I've never truly loved till you put your arms around me and I believe that it's easier for you to let me go."

There was a solo in the piano, it's music coming out and easing around the room. "I hope that you see right through my walls. I hope that you catch me, 'cause I'm already falling. I'll never let a love get so close. You put your arms around em and I'm home." Gabriella ended the song with a few more pushes to the keys. She looked up at Troy, a smile etched onto her face. "You put your arms around me and I'm home."

Troy enveloped her into his arms, smiling as Gabriella hugged back. "See, this is my home," Gabriella said a moment later. She pulled back from the hug, but kept her arms loosely around him. "With you. In your arms. Not that arms of fame and Hollywood."

Troy bent down slowly and Gabriella tilted her head back. Their lips slowly met. Gabriella felt herself fall limp in his arms as her stomach fluttered and flipped. She raked her nails down his chest and then grabbed his arm, pushing herself against him. "It's actually harder to let you go once you're in my arms," Troy admitted, pulling away from her lips. Gabriella smiled and softly agreed. She wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down to meet her lips again.

The kiss was harder, less passionate this time. Troy gripped her waist, pulling her flush against him, chest to chest. Gabriella felt a moan vibrate deep in her the back of her throat as her nipples pressed against his chest, creating sweet friction. "I love you," Troy murmured, detaching his lips from hers and moving slowly down her neck, leaving butterfly kisses. Gabriella arched into him, her head rolling backwards and her fingers slowly threading through his hair and pulling roughly. "I love you too," Gabriella said. "So much."

She sneaked her hands to the hem of his shirt and gently tugged on it. Troy pulled away from her neck and yanked off his shirt before pressing his lips hard against her bruised ones. Gabriella ran her nails down his torso, loving how his muscles clenched underneath her touch. Troy pulled back from her lips again and slowly peeled her shirt off of her body. "No bra?" he said hoarsely, looking down at her naked chest. Gabriella smiled and nodded. She tugged on his hair gently before their lips slowly connected again, bringing them back to a passionate kiss.

Troy trailed down her body slowly, coming to a stop at her breast. He took one, tight nipple in his mouth while his hand accompanied the other, one, tweaking and rolling it. Gabriella threw her head back, her breath coming out short and raspy. She shuddered under his strong grasp, not wanting nothing but for him to make love to her. "Troy," she whispered. Troy understood quickly. He got off of the bench and shimmied out of his boxers. Gabriella yanked her pants down along with her underwear and Troy grabbed her face again, kissing her softly. "I don't have a condom on me," Troy whispered, his lips inches away from hers. Gabriella smiled. "Birth control, remember?" And just as she said that, Troy gently eased his way into her.

Gabriella gasped and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Troy," she whimpered, rocking her hips slowly with his.

"God," Troy breathed, swallowing harshly as Gabriella clenched her muscles around his tightening member.

Gabriella arched her back, her mouth opening in bliss as she took him deeper. "Oh god," she moaned wantonly. Troy thrusted deeper into her, feeling his release coming soon. Gabriella laughed softly as she saw the look on his face. "You—oh, God—okay up there, Wildcat?" Her nails raked down his back and Troy leaned his head against her forehead, looking into her eyes. He smiled, immersing deeper into her. Gabriella let out another moan of pleasuer, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist.

"Oh, god," she moaned. She could feel the wave slowly lifting and then finally dropping. Her legs pressed into his back as she arched her body completely, waves of pleasure rolling throughout her body. Troy slowed his movements, his head rolling backwards as he found his own release.

Gabriella slowly removed her legs from around him and sat up. Her body felt like jelly getting tossed around. Troy sat up also and brought her into his lap, a smile gracing his lips. He gently kissed her shoulder. "I love you," he murmured.

"I love you, too," Gabriella said. She got up off of him slowly and pulled her clothes back on. "Ready for sleep? Tomorrow we're heading to Miami. Well, it's technically today, but..." Gabriella trailed off and Troy laughed. He kissed her softly before nodding. "Yup. Let's go."

Yay, sweet happy moment. I hate writing sex scenes. I don't know...it just feels...weird. Writing other people's sex... Oh well. Anyway, review please! I wanna know what you guys thought. Oh, and I have a poll on my profile. Go ahead and check it out and the one that has the most views will be the story I'll pay most attention too. (:

And one more thing...I'm going to Selena Gomez's concert at the Mann Center in Philadelphia August 19th. YAY! I'm so excite. But I'm bummed because Taylor Swift is also going to be in Philly and I can't see both of them. ): Maybe next year or something.

Thanks!-Brittany