Here is chapter 44!

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Mack hit her alarm clock and jumped out of bed. It was six thirty -in the morning- on a Sunday, but she was ready to get up. She jumped out of bed and ran to her drawers. She didn't know where they were going, her and Troy, so she picked out a pair of capris Gabriella had given her and a black tank top. Not that anyone would see the tank top, because she was wearing her Wildcats sweatshirt that had Troy's name written on the sleeve with his number.

She walked to her mirror and fixed her hair so they were in pigtails- Sharpay had shown her how. Then she picked out a pair of sneakers, knowing Troy they would walk anywhere they could. Then she rushed down the stairs.

"You're up early Princess," Jack said when Mack ran to the table.

Mack smiled, "Troy said he was taking me someplace special, a surprise."

Jack shook his head as he poured himself coffee. "Then why are you up this early? You know Troy won't get up at this hour on a Sunday."

Mack looked up at the clock. It was only seven thirty and Troy didn't normally get up until noon on weekends. She looked down at the plate that was at her seat. It had to have been Troy's midnight snack plate, or else her mother would have been awake and picked it up. It still had the crust of a piece of left over pizza on it. She picked it up and aimed it at the trash can, but before she threw it took a bite.

"Your mother would kill you if she saw you eat that," Jack said.

She smiled and took another bite, just to spite him. He walked over to the trash can and lifted the lid, she threw it and it bounced off the top, landing on the floor. "Remind your brother before you leave to take this out. It's starting to smell."

"Dad, just put it back in the cubbard."

"No, because the Troy would forget to take it out again and again, and then I would have to do it for him."

"Oh Dad, I'm not that bad," came a voice from the door. Troy was fully dressed and his hair was still a little wet from the shower. He yawned, not used to getting up at six on a weekend, before he collapsed in the chair next to Mack.

"You know son, it helps if you go to bed earlier if you must wake up earlier."

"I have a routine. It would screw up my whole week if I messed up my routine."

"Did that routine include reading a chapter of that book Darbus assigned?"

Troy looked up at his father, "what book?"

"The book that she always assigns her students to read this time of year?" When Troy's face was still blank, he said, "the book project that is worth fifty percent of your grade?"

"Oh, that book. No."

"Troy!" Mack winced, it was way too early for her dad to be yelling. "How do you expect to pass without doing it?"

"I'm going to-"

"You can't fail her class again."

This caught Mack's attention. "You failed."

Ignoring Mack, Troy argued, "D-."

"Troy you were a point away from an F."

"I know."

"How come Mom didn't know about this?" Mack interjected.

"Because if Mom found out, my basketball career would be over."

Mack looked down at Troy's plate again. 'Great, Troy is already in a fantastic mood,' she thought. "So, where are we going?" Mack asked, trying to change the subject.

Troy smiled, "you're going to love it."

That made Mack smile. If Troy said she would like it, she usually did. The old Troy used to tell her that a lot and since it was coming from the new Troy, she was beginning to wonder whether she would like really it, or if Troy thought she would like it because Gabriella liked it.

"Come on," he said as he jumped off the chair, suddenly wide awake. She looked at her dad, he was smiling and shaking his head at Troy's excitement, their argument obviously forgotten.

"Are you coming or not," Troy's voice rang threw the hall. "Because I could always find some strange girl that looked like you to go with." Troy cocked his head.

"What," Mack asked.

"I need to go someplace first."

"Okay..."

Troy grabbed her hand and walked her to the family's jeep. "I need a car of my own."

Mack smiled. "Where are we going?"

"First I need to go check something, then we get to go on an adventure."

The rest of the car ride was silent. Mack was shocked when they parked in the hospital's parking lot. "Why are we here," she asked, worried that Troy was sick and her family didn't tell her.

"I need to see if someone's still here."

Troy walked up the stairs to the pediatric ward, Mack right on this heels. He walked to the receptionist and she smiled at him. "I told you not to come back too soon Troy!"

Troy rolled his eyes, "I'm fine, don't worry. Is Mikaela still here?"

"Let me check," she typed the name into her computer. "Hmm...Troy if she's still here she'll be in her room, you remember right?"

"226, right?"

"Yes."

Troy grabbed Mack's hand and led her to a pink door with an elephant on it. "I want you to meet someone," he said before knocking on the door. A girl answered the door, and Mack felt her eyes widen. The girl looked exactly like her, except this girl had extremely short hair.

"So, I hear you're getting out. Congrats," Troy said. The girl, who was also wide eyed, let the two into her room. It was mostly packed up. There was a woman helping her pack, who Mack presumed was her mother.

"Mom, this Troy," the girl said, still looking at Mack. The woman looked around, she had hazel eyes, blond hair and a warm smile.

"Hi," she said shaking Troy's hand. "I've heard a lot about you."

"I'm Mikaela," the girl told Mack.

"I feel like I'm in the Parent Trap," Mack replied.

"Oh, you'd feel more like it if I had more hair."

"I'm Mack."

"Wow, weird. We look alike and our names are alike."

They were silent for a few minutes, before Mack asked, "where are you from?"

"Right here in Albuquerque," Mikaela replied. Then Mikaela's eyes widened. "Troy why are you here? Are you sick again?"

"No, I wanted Mack to meet you and I wanted to see how you were doing." Troy let the girls stare at each other for a few minutes before he said, "anyway Mack, we should go, we have a long day ahead of us."

"Bye," Mack said. Mikaela smiled and said the same. Troy led Mack out of the hospital room and smiled at her shocked expression.

"Wow," Mack said. "Wow, I mean...how?"

"I don't know," Troy answered honestly. "Creepy huh?"

"But cool."

How did you like it? Tell me what you think! Just to let you know, it's not like Mikaela and Mack meeting had no point to the story, because it did. I wanted to clear that up.

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