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This chapter was hard to write, so I kinda skipped a little more time then I wanted to to make it easier for me to write, but I think you will all like it. I wanted to write a filler chapter with Troyella fluff, and leave it at a cliffhanger, but I decided against it because it was so hard to write. Anyways, I hope you like this, and review.

Oh, BEN is being played by Jensen Ackles. He is sooo fine.


I'm so glad I found you, I'm not gonna lose you, whatever it takes to stay here with you.
Take it too the good times, see it through the bad times.
Whatever it takes is what I'm gonna do.
Let them say we're crazy.
What do they know?
Put your arms around me, baby, don't ever let go.
Let the world around us just fall apart.
Baby, we can make it if we're heart to heart

-- Nothing's Ganna Stop Us Now, by Starting Line


I walked through Chad's yard, two and a half weeks later, waving a hand at Chad himself who was on the deck with his phone. Before he could say hi back or anything, he talked to the person on the phone. I'm guessing it's Taylor and they are in a fight. We learned to stay out of Taylor and Chad's fights because they make us choose sides and makes our whole group get into a fight. We hang out and Tay, we hang out with Chad, just at different times.

I found Troy laying in his hammick, rocking from side to side slowly. I walked over and stood so my shadow cast over him. He removed his arm from his eyes and opened them. His mouth broke out into a smile and grabbed my hand then proceeded to pull on it, causing me to fall onto the hammick with him. His arms wrapped around me and I burrowed my head into his shoulder.

"Hey," he greeted, and I felt him kiss my hair. "Serena still freaking out?" he questioned, making me turn my face towards him, and he pushed a couple stray hairs behind my ear. I groaned a yes and kissed his chin. Serena's wedding is in four days, and me being Maid of Honor, I have been appointed official Serena calmer-downer. She is freaking out about everything from her complexion, the dresses, the food, the cake, the weather, making it my job to calm her down. It sucks and I really want to switch places with Belle who is basking in the glow of her new relationship with Ben. Belle is really picky about her boyfriends, so we figure if she likes him, we will too. I've only met him once, and thought he was nice. He spends most his time with his face suction-cupped to Belle's, or he is whispering things in her ear to make her giggle. Ewe. It is also known as the new phase. It's a pretty fun phase. Ah, I remember those days.

"Yes, and I cannot wait until the reception so she will stop freaking out and leave me alone," I mumbled. I have had hardly anytime with Troy in the last week. We both understand why, but it doesn't mean I have to like it. "Yeah, well, anyways Kris' family is getting here, like, now and we are going out to dinner. You did remember that you are coming right?" I asked, sitting up slightly so I could look him in the eye.

He nodded, pulling me back down so my chest was against his. "Yes, Brie, I remembered. I was waiting for you to come over here because I have no idea where we are going so I don't know what I have to wear," he told me. Um, sound like a girl much? I started to hide a laugh, causing him to start tickling me. I tried to tell him to stop, but it came out in laughs. "Why don't you just tell me what to wear, and I can change so we can get over your house before your mom sends your humongous big brothers over here to carry us away?" he proposed.

"Fine, fine," I muttered. "We're just going to the Club House, so get a pair of your dark washed jeans, and that black and dark blue plaid shirt okay?" I told him, he nodded and climbed out from under me and went into the house to change. As he did, I saw Vince running into the back yard and got up to walk over to him, which by the way it is really hard to get out of a hammick in heels. But I had to wear them because they tied together my outfit according to Serena. I was fine with black Uggs, but nooo that just wasn't acceptable. Although I have to admit, it looks good. I am wearing a pair of white skinny jeans, and a purple, white and black button up blouse with like two buttons undone, showing Troy's necklace. He ran to meet meet me and grabbed on my arms. "Breathe, Vince, breathe," I joked. "What's going on?" I asked.

He gulped in more air. "Kris' brother," he started, pointing towards the house. Kris' brother what? Come on man! Isn't it his step brother anyways? Kris told me he has a step brother who he thinks of as a real brother. "Is Robbie, from the cruise," he finished. Um, what? No, no, no, no, no. I have to walk down the aisle with him! He is the best man and I am the Maid of Honor. Well, I have to walk up the aisle with him. I walk down it alone. Vince is the only who knows I kissed Robbie, well out of my siblings he is the only one. Of course, Sharpay knows. She is like frickin Phoebe from Charmed, she gets premonitions or something. Or you know, she just talks to Sharpay.

"Y-you're sure?" I stuttered. I know he wouldn't get it wrong, but it is something everyone asked when they hear unbelievable news. He nodded. How didn't we know? Okay, so the only people out of my family he met were Alex, Vince, and my mom. Plus, Serena never met him because when she met Kris' family at the beginning of summer, after my accident, he wasn't there. She said something about summer camp. I turned and saw Troy him coming out of his house while running his fingers through his hair to make it stay on one side. "Vin, go back to the house and tell Mami we will be there in like ten, okay?" I asked, he nodded and started running back.

"Your mom already sent a search party?" Troy asked as I turned around. I crossed my arms over my chest. How do I tell him? Our relationship is back on track, we just agreed a week ago to spend these last weeks of summer and senior year blissfully happy and with no drama. It wasn't so much of an agreement as a quest. A couple days after I got back, Troy made me tell him everything. He already knew his name, and the basics, you know, I kissed him yada, yada, yada. But he made me tell him everything. What me and Robbie talked about, what we did, EVERYTHING. I didn't take it as a possessive boyfriend, but more of him trying to understand fully. Plus, I usually don't mind when Troy is possessive. Which isn't that much. "What's wrong?" he asked, seeing my face.

I uncrossed my arms and laced both of my hands with his. Part of me wanted to tell him not to come, to stay home and I'll be over later, but I didn't. I couldn't. When the family set up this get-to-know-you dinner with Kris' family, my mom told me to invite him, I was going to ask anyways, but she personally told me Troy is like family and he should come. Jaymi is coming, too, but Ben isn't because as mean as it sounds, we don't know him to well. He is coming to the wedding, though, so he will meet everyone there. A Montez overload. I couldn't uninivite Troy anyways. He was so cute when I told him my mom asked me to invite him. He got all happy and twirled me around. It was adorable. I am not going to take that away from him.

"Babe," he said, taking me out of my stupor, he pulled my by our laced hands so our fronts were touching. "What's wrong?" he questioned.

"Kris' brother," I started, looking into his eyes. This is going to hurt him. "Is Robbie," I whispered, squeezing his hands. "From the cruise, I swear I didn't know," I told him. "It is just some weird coincidence. I'm sorry, baby, I'm so sorry," I explained. He didn't drop my hands, which is a good sign, but held them tighter instead.

"Fuck," he swore under his breath, looking down. He dropped one set of our hands and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me against him. My head fell onto his shoulder, and felt him bury his face in my hair. "I'm not mad at you because of this," he told me. "We're past that. I just-," he veered off. "Don't want to go through it again," he finished, holding me tighter.

I nodded against his shoulder. "I know. I really want to talk to you about this more, but my cell phone is vibrating. That means my mom wants us over there now. Look, I promise, I won't leave your side all night and I will not leave you alone with him at all unless it is okay with you. When dinner is over, we'll come back here and talk," I explained to him.

"You don't have to superglue yourself to me," he said, pulling away and pushing a piece of hair behind my ear again. "But if I am left alone with him, I won't be responsible for my actions," he told me. I nodded and connected our lips. His hand slid up to behind my neck, keeping me close. We pulled away short after because of the time.

"Can you just promise me one thing?" I asked as we began to walk to my house. He nodded, dropping my hand and swinging his arm around my shoulder. I slipped my arm around his waist and rested my head on his shoulder. "That this won't effect us. We've been doing great lately, Troy. We're finally past this, and I just don't want my mistake coming back to haunt me to put me and you in a bad place again," I told him, stopping momentarily on the sidewalk outside my house.

Troy turned his body to mine and nodded slightly, sliding his hand up and down my side. "Don't worry about it, Brie," he assured me, leaning forward to kiss my forehead lightly. "We're going to be fine, and get through his week. Then he will leave and all of this will be behind us," he added.

"Can you just do me one favor?" I asked and didn't wait for his response. "Don't get into a fight with him, because it will ruin Serena's 'special week' and I don't know if I can keep you alive if you do that," I told him, running a hand through his hair. He laughed and started walking me up to the house.

Before we could get to the door, it opened, revealing Alex who had an annoyed look on his face. "What took so long? Mami, Gabi and Troy are here!" he called into the house. I sighed and shook my head, pulling Troy into the house. I laced our hands together, and walked in front of Troy, moving his arm over my shoulder so he was really close to me.

"Mija, do you know how late you are?" Mami asked as soon as she saw me, and slipped her purse onto her shoulder. "Of course, Troy dear, I don't blame you," she said to Troy. I heard a faint chuckle behind me and I stomped on his foot with my heel causing him to wince. She grabbed my free hand and pulled me and Troy over to who I am guessing are Kris' parents. "Charlotte, Peter, this is my very late daughter Gabriella, and her long time boyfriend Troy," she introduced us.

I smiled and reluctantly dropped Troy's hand to move forward and hug them. Troy hugged Charlotte and shook hands with Peter. "So, Gabriella, my son Robbie tells me he met you on the cruise he went on with his friend," she said, and I nodded.

"Yeah, we met and hung out a little bit with my friend who came with us," I told her. Um, where is he? The thought immediately left me as I saw him come into view. He walked right up to me and hugged me. I faked a smile and hugged him for a second before pulling away. "Hey, Robbie. Long time no see. Ah, this is my boyfriend, Troy," I introduced them, stepping back next to Troy, and lacing my hand with his and squeezed it gently. They had an awkward stare. "Um, Mami, didn't you say we were running late?" I asked her, giving her a pointed look that said 'let's get the hell out of here now' but she didn't know why.

She nodded anyways. "Yes, your father is meeting us there. But we seem to have not enough cars to get there. Troy, can you take Gabi in your car?" she asked, looking towards Troy. He nodded slightly. "Great, now Gabriella, I want you to go straight there, we are already late. If you are even a minute late.." she went on lecturing me, but I was more focused on Troy.

"Yeah, Mami, we got it. We'll meet you there," I told her, pulling on Troy's hand and out the door. We were silent as we made our way to his car. Once we got inside, I linked my hand with Troy's, and set our hands in my lap, then began to play with his hand absentmindedly. "Babe, please talk to me," I pleaded, looking over at him as we pulled out of the neighborhood. I don't know what he is feeling. Part of me wouldn't mind seeing Robbie again, like way, way, way, way into the future. You know, when you see someone from your past at the market and you say 'Oh, hey I knew you once' and they are like 'yeah, good times, remember?' and you don't. You end the conversation with 'keep in touch!' and you never do. Yeah, we had fun on the cruise, and we became kinda sorta friends. But another part of me realized that the only reason I hung out with him and Darren so much was because us all hanging out together kept my mind off Troy. It's mean, and I didn't even know that I was doing it. But that is the truth.

We stopped at a red light and he sighed before turning to me. "I really don't know what to say, Brie," he replied. At least he used my nickname. When he uses my real name it's either because we are having a serious talk, or we are fighting. "There is nothing I can do about him being here. He is Kris' Best Man and you're the Maid of Honor." He gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles started to turn white. "And I don't want to get into a fight about it, because it will be about nothing something either of us can do anything about. He'll be gone in what, five days?" he asked.

He pulled into the restaurant parking lot, and as soon as he parked, I took my seat belt off and and turned in my seat so I was facing him. "Yeah, he'll be gone in five days, and I don't want these days to be complete and total hell for you," I told him, running my free hand through his hair. Troy sighed and leaned his forehead against mine.

"There is your mom's mini van," he mumbled, pulling away and getting out of the car. I got out of my side and met him at the front of the car, linking our hands. "Oh, and babe," he said as we started walking towards the restaurant doors. I looked over at him. "It won't be total hell, you're here," he told me. I smiled and rested my head against his shoulder as we walked.

My mom introduced Kris' parents along with Robbie to my dad. "Hey, Papi," I greeted, and hugged him for a moment. A grin formed on his face at the fact that I hugged him. I can't be mad at my dad forever, no matter what he did. I cheated on the person I love, too. Even though they were completely different scenarios, it still happened.

Five long minutes later, and after about four tables being put together, we all began to sit down, and I made sure Robbie was a bit down the table from me and Troy. The reason my mom picked the Club House is because they have like an arcade area. She figured that while her and Papi get to know Kris' parents, us kids can bond with Robbie. Yeah, right. So as soon as we ordered, us kids immediately went to the arcade side.

Guys, being the guys immediately went over to those racing games where you have the whole steering-wheel and pedals. "Hey, Troy, you wanna race?" Felix called over from the game. Troy looked over at me.

"Hey, I don't care. I never win those things. I'll be with Jaymi, Serena, and Belle playing DDR," I told him. It probably isn't a good idea to play DDR in heels. Ouch. You are like stomping the whole time. He nodded, kissed me on the cheek and ran over to my brothers, Kris, and Robbie. That is probably not a good combination. But as long as he is cool with it, I am too. "Okay, I officially suck at this game," I told Serena, stepping off the DDR stage thing about ten minutes later because I lost horribly and moved over to lean against the wall and watch Belle and Jaymi play against each other. "I'm going to go and see if the guys are still playing that racing game," I said, and Serena came with me. Which they still were. What is with guys and those games? It's like some huge competition. It is so unrealistic anyways.

"Who is winning?" Serena asked, coming up behind Kris chair. They all mumbled Troy grumpily. He smiled from his seat, making a turn, and Felix swore from his seat.

"He has won three times in a row and I refuse to stop until he loses," Lucas said, stomping on his gas pedal. See? They are all so competitive. I smiled, getting an idea. The sooner Troy loses, the sooner I can have him back from this brainwashing game, and we can go do something else.

I walked up behind his chair and noticed he was on the edge of it, biting his lip. He crossed the finish line, and thrust his hands up. "Ha, that's four!" he announced. It wasn't a question whether they were going to play again, they all just put four coins into the slots again. I swung my leg over the back of his seat so I was sitting behind him. Troy looked behind him, and smiled. "Babe, what are you doing?" he asked, hitting the green ready button.

"Don't sound so accusing. I am just watching my boyfriend beat my brothers at a race. Is that allowed?" I asked, wrapping my arms around his middle. He just shook his head and leaned back against me. I smiled and put my chin on his shoulder so I could see the screen of the game. As soon as the game started, Troy's foot was down on the gas pedal, and he was turning the steering-wheel like a crazy person. "You're really good at this," I murmured into his ear in a low voice, and deliberately let my lips close around his ear. I felt his body begin to slump against me and my smile got wider. I heard Serena laugh behind me. She knows what I am doing. I gave her the shh sign and went back to Troy. "You know, you're good at a lot of things," I whispered, leaving a kiss below his ear.

His grip on the steering-wheel loosened, and his foot on the gas pedal lifted a bit. "Uh-huh," he replied, his voice low. I made a slutty move and slid my hands up to his thighs in front of me. Technically, it is okay to make a slutty move on your boyfriend, it doesn't make you slutty, it makes you, um, friendly with him. "Brie, what are you doing?" he asked, looking back at me for a second. Ooh, his focus is changing. Nice!

"Nothing," I answered, and his head turned back to the screen. Big red numbers started counting down from five and Troy is still in first. Shit. I slid my hands down so they were in his inner thigh region and squeezed. "But I am good at a lot of things too," I said into his ear, and my tongue flicked out and came in contact with his ear. In the last second Vince's car flew in front of his and beat him to the finish line. "Yes!" I exclaimed, thrusting my own hands up.

Troy turned around and gave me a fake glare. "You are a little cheater!" he accused, and grabbed my waist, pulling me into his lap as I laughed, and Serena applauded me. "That wasn't very nice you know," he mentioned as my brothers got up and left, along with Kris and Robbie. Now that someone else won, they were fine with finding something else to play. "And you know I always get revenge," he told me, making me gulp. He turned me forward, and opened his legs so I fell down in between them. "Now, you're going to play," he whispered into my ear, putting more coins into the slots.

"Troy, I suck at this game," I confessed, leaning back against his chest, and let him pick out my car and stuff. I noticed that Serena, Belle, and Alex got into some empty chairs to play against me. His arm wrapped around my waist and I felt him shrug behind me. "You, know I wasn't lying when I told you that I suck at this game," I told him, putting my hands at ten and two on the steering-wheel.

I felt his kiss my neck softly. "I'll help," he whispered, and his hands hands slipped over top of mine, and linked our fingers loosely. When Go! flashed on the screen, I pressed down on the metal pedal. His head leaned against mine as he turned the wheel with my hands. Slowly, his hands slipped off mine, and went to my wrists, still guiding the wheel. "You're not that bad," he murmured into my ear, dropping his hands. No! Bad sign. His hands gently ran up my outer thighs, and down to my knees. When the count down began for the race to be over I was in fifth, and lost terribly.

"You, know," I started, turning my head to look at him. "That wasn't very good revenge," I told him, and got up, holding my hand out for him to get up. He swung his arm around my shoulder from behind me, pulling me back against him.

"Who says that was my revenge?" he asked, whispering in my ear. "Brie, do you really think I am stupid enough to do it in front of your brothers?" he asked, and we stopped at the mini indoor basketball court that had walls made of glass so you could see in. My brothers were already inside playing. Well, Marcus and Lucas were. I vaguely remember Alex running by us, and jumping on Felix's back. I'm sorry, I think it is so cute when the older brothers bond with Alex and Vince. There is a little age gap, and its good to know that they are still close. One, two, three: aww.

I smiled, looking across the room. "Look, one of those picture things," I mentioned, pulling Troy over to it, and sticking a five dollar bill into the slot before tugging him inside. Troy wrapped his arm around my waist, and I leaned my head against his shoulder for the first picture. Come on, everyone knows you have to take at least one normal picture, the rest are the ones you either make out in, or make funny faces. I hooked one of my legs over his after the first flash and kissed the corner of his mouth for the second one. He instantly turned to me and pressed his lips against mine. My hand floated up to his hair and noticed how almost ten more flashes went off.

"That's it?" Troy asked, pulling away a minute or so later. I laughed, and stuck my hand outside the curtain, and grabbed the little slip of pictures before ducking back inside. There were ten small pictures, and I could only show my brothers three of them. The first one where we are both smiling at the camera, and two others where my hands were in his hair, and we were just looking at each other. The other ones were of us kissing.

"They are so cute," I commented, ripping them in half. "Here," I said, handing five of them to him. "Put them in your locker next year or something." He shook his head and stuffed them into his pocket as I did the same. Troy lifted my legs off his lap, and pushed the curtain back before getting out. He held his hand out for me, and tugged me out with him. "What else do you want to do that doesn't involve me losing, because I hate to lose," I asked, looking around at the many child-like games that my siblings were playing like they were five. Small things entertain us Montez's. He he.

Troy must have saw something because he started pulling on my hand. I went along behind him, and noticed Robbie staring at us as he talked to Vince. I looked away and tried to figure out where Troy was taking me to. We ended up on the other side of the room completely, at a pool table that was deserted. "Pool!" he said excitedly. I laughed at him cuteness and took the stick he extended out for me.

"To tell you the truth, babe, I have never played this game," I confessed, and he looked at me like I am crazy. "What? I haven't. I get the gist of the game, but I don't know how to shoot or anything," I explained, lifting up the stick for effect. He put his stick back on the wall, and began to rack up the balls in the triangle thing. After that he walked up behind me, wrapped his hand around mine where it was holding the stick.

"The first thing you have to do is break," he told me, slipping the stick out of my hand, and he bent over the table, hit the white ball, breaking all the rest apart. "Okay, come here," he ordered, I being ever so obedient, did as I was told. Okay, for this once I did what I was told. I stood in front of him as he guided, and looked at the table. Now what? "Now, you gotta bend over like this," he said, putting his arm across my back, and bent over with me, his arm laying on top of mine so our hands where both guiding the pool stick. I kinked my eyebrow and looked back at him. "What?" he asked, laughing, and he pulled me tighter against him as he told me how to shoot it.

I shivered as his hand ran up and down my side as he explained it to me. I turned my head to him. "Are you still teaching me how to play, or is this the start of your revenge?" I asked in a whisper, as his thumb slipped under my shirt.

He shrugged, and we both dropped the stick and stood up straight, he quickly pinned my body against the edge of the pool table. "Does it really matter?" he asked in return, and his fingers slipped under my shirt. I shook my head hopping back onto the pool table, and opening my legs for him to walk into. Instead of trying to actually get revenge like I thought he would, he just wrapped an arm around my waist, and his free hand threaded into my hair.

"How are you holding up tonight?" I asked in a low voice, looking up at him, and ran a hand up and down his bulging bicep. He gave me a slight shrug and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "Hey," I started, wrapping my hands around his wrists. "Don't do that, don't pull away," I murmured, extending my thumbs down into his pockets to rub the back of his hands. "I want to know what you are feeling, I know it is girly but I am a girl. At least you kicked his ass in racing," I reminded him with a smile on my face.

He chuckled and pulled his hand out oy my pockets and set them on my shoulders. I slipped my hands into the back pockets of his jeans and pulled him closer. "To tell you the truth, Brie, I really don't want to talk about it," he confessed, and started to massage my shoulders gently. "I mean, he is here, and so far he hasn't said anything about what happened on the cruise, and if he keeps doing that then this little visit won't be a problem," he explained. I took in a deep breath. It just doesn't seem that easy.

"I'll stop bringing it up as long as you promise that if anything bothers you, you tell me okay?" I asked, leaning forward to kiss the edge of his mouth. He nodded and rested his forehead against mine. "Good," I said and pressed my lips against his. His hand moved up from my shoulder to the back of my neck and tugged me closer. We were interrupted by an awkward cough behind us.

I pulled away and peaked over his shoulder. Robbie. "Ah, your mom told me to come and find you. The food is back at the table," he said and backed up away from the room before turning around to walk away.

I hopped off the table and linked our hands together. "Come on, boyfriend. Time to join the mob that is my family," I mumbled, tugging on his arm to make him start moving. He reluctantly did, but stayed trailing behind me. "Yummy!" I exclaimed seeing my food, and sat down. I, being the child that I am, ordered chicken fingers and french fries. Food of the Gods as I say. You can never go wrong with it.

"You are such a dork," Vince commented, and I threw a frie at him before sticking my tongue out at him. "Yeah, that's mature," he mumbled, taking a bite of the fry. Why do boys always do that? Eat the food you throw at them. You are suppose to squeal like a girl and throw it back. Well, seeing as they are boys, they probably wouldn't squeal like a girl and throw it back. Ooh, now I get it.

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"I'll be back, I promise," I told Troy, kissing him goodbye at his car in his driveway. "Serena probably just wants to freak out about something for ten minutes, then I will calm her down and be back," I explained. As soon as we got back home from the restaurant, we didn't even get out of the car before Serena texted me and told me she absolutely needed me.

He nodded, pressing his lips against mine for a second. "Hurry up," he mumbled, leaning down and kissing my neck softly. I nodded as I backed away from him and made my way to my house.

As I walked across the street, I noticed someone sitting on the steps. Robbie. I sighed and stopped in front of him. "I was beginning to wonder when you were going to want to talk to me," I commented, crossing my arms over my chest. Robbie stood up and nodded. "Look, I want to thank you for not doing anything to Troy tonight. You could have and been a dick, but you didn't. So, thank you," I told him. He nodded again. "Can you do anything else besides nod?" I asked.

"Yeah," he answered. Is that all he can say. "I take it that you told Troy what happened," he mentioned, his eyes boring wholes into mine. I nodded. "And, he must have forgiven you, because you are still together," he put together. I nodded again. "Is all you can do is nod?" he asked in return. Touche.

"Once I explained to Troy what happened, and why I did it, we worked through it," I explained aloud. "I know this sounds lame, but I hope we can be friends," I offered, giving him a small smile. He snorted. "Robbie, we can't be anything more. I'm with Troy, what more do you want?" I asked, throwing my hands up in surrender.

He took a step closer, and I fought the urge to take a step back. "We kissed, Gabriella," he reminded me. Yeah, like I forgot. "And you say you didn't feel anything, but I did," he confessed. Whoa! Huh?

"I didn't say anything. I told you the truth, I didn't feel anything okay? I love Troy, I want to be with Troy, no, I have to be with Troy. As mean as this sounds, kissing you was like kissing my best friends Ryan or Chad goodbye. I felt nothing. That is how I feel, and you can't make me feel anything different," I told him. Doesn't he get it? Before I knew what was happening, he grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me. As soon as I got over the initial shock I pushed him away and wiped my lips off with the back of my hand. "Robbie, what the hell are you doing?!" I exclaimed. I turned to leave and saw a figure on the sidewalk. Troy. I sent a glare behind me and walked as fast as I could to Troy.

He held something out for me. "I found your phone in my car. Serena keeps texting you," he told me, and walked around me to get to Robbie. Yeah, he saw.

I quickly stuffed my phone into my pocket as I sped walked to stop Troy. "Troy, no, don't do this," I pleaded, stepping in front of him and grabbing his arm. He didn't even acknowledge me. Not a good sign. "Troy!" I called as he met Robbie. He didn't even say anything before he pulled back his fist and punched Robbie in the nose.


Sorry this is late. Really. I had more trouble writing this than I thought I would. Don't worry, more Robbiella coming up later.

I am going to see HSM3 tomorrow. Yay! For the second time. I hope the next chapter is up soon. It should be. I kinda know what I want to happen. The next chapter might be Serena's wedding. Not sure.

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-- Kayleigh