Sorry, I've been working on another story. Read it. It's a Harry Potter story.
"Gabby, we just wanna talk."
"I don't care."
"But-,"
"I can sue you for trespassing."
"Gabby, be reasonable. Let us in."
"How did you get up here after just getting out of the hospital?"
"I feel tons better."
"I don't feel happy for you."
"Gabby……" But her Aunt had nothing more to say.
"You are determined to ruin my life aren't you?" There was no emotion in here voice anymore.
"But, Troy loves you," Troy nods his head "And you should be able to see that."
"If he loves me, then he wouldn'ta broke up with me, cuza you and my Dad, who you've gone gaa-gaa over! Would he?"
"Well-,"
But Troy butted in. "I do love you, Gabs. I really do."
"But then you went out with Sharpay. I'm glad she finally came to her senses!"
"Gabriella! I love you. With all my heart. JUST LIKE KINDERGARTEN!"
"That won't work now GO AWAY!"
Troy stood firm. "I'm not going anywhere!"
"Yes you are!" She stomped forward, flung open the doors, grabbed his shirt and pushed his top half over the edge. "We Hispanics are strong, nbut I won't be able to hold you forever. Either leave out the front door, or I'll push you!" There was emotion in her voice again. A lot of it. Anger. Right now, she hated Troy Bolton.
"Okay, I'll leave." She let go.
He stood up and whirled around, grabbing her head. He kissed her on the lips. It was quick, but it was enough to break her.
She fell to the floor and started sobbing. "Troy. I'm so sorry."
"Hey, it's okay." He sank down next to her and grabbed her chin. He lifted it up. "I'll forgive you. Just like kindergarten."
Gabby smiled.
Avena stood there, just looking on, watching the two teenagers. A smile crept on to he lips. She had a sudden flashback.
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She was sitting there, in the same spot that Gabby was in, her Aunt standing above her, lost in memories of long ago. Zach was holding her chin, just like that. They were looking at each other with a look that only true soul mates had. This was the memory her Aunt must have been having. And when Gabriella is my age, she'll be just like this, she thought.
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Gabby looked at her Aunt and smiled, again. She wondered what her Aunt must be thinking about. She looked back at Troy and kissed him again.