CHAPTER 4

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"Where are our seats?" asked Katie while the two of them were getting ready to go. Katie was wearing jeans and a sparkling purple halter top with her high black boots. She looked fabulous as always.

"Let me check," replied Gabriella. She was torn between a skirt and jeans meaning she was torn between going out with him and not going out with him. Guilt had set in. She felt bad about David, but she still felt good about Troy. She grabbed the tickets. "We're in VIP! Wow!"

"Where in VIP?" asked Katie excitedly.

Gabriella's eyes opened wider than ever. "Behind UCONN's bench!" she squealed. "How did he do that. These tickets are IMPOSSIBLE to get!"

"Not for the famous Troy Bolton," Katie joked. She changed the subject abruptly. "Wait," she said. "You haven't told me yet. Are you gonna go on the date with him?"

"I don't know," said Gabriella. "And it's not a date. It would just be dinner."

"Date," Katie coughed. "Date."

"Ha ha, very funny," replied Gabriella giving her a smack on the head. "Well, if it's a date, then I probably shouldn't, I mean I have David…"

"No you don't," replied Katie. "Now your just coming up with an excuse. You're nervous."

"Okay," Gabriella sighed, "so maybe I am. I mean, Troy Bolton is famous! I'm not cut out for dating a famous guy!"

"That is not a fair reason," Katie replied sternly. "You know that Troy would give up everything for you."

"What are you all of a sudden a Gabriella and Troy expert?" asked Gabriella.

"Oh my God," said Katie. "You should have seen the way he looked at you. His eyes said a thousand words. All of them meaning I love you."

"I doubt it," said Gabby.

"I don't," snapped Katie pretending to be annoyed. She shook it off quickly. "So are you gonna go with him? Because you better call him while you can still reach him."

"I don't know," replied Gabriella doubtfully. "You know what? I can't do this! I'm just not ready! I have to talk to David. You know, smooth things out. He'll probably commit suicide if he knows that I'm out with Troy."

"I'll cover for you," said Katie.

"And how are you gonna do that?" asked Gabriella sarcastically.

"I'll think of something," Katie said. "Don't worry about that."

"Katie…" Gabby began.

Katie grabbed Gabby's cell phone. "Take this phone and call him, now. Tell him that you would love to go out with him tonight."

"But…" Katie gave her the look which meant that she was not going to argue this topic further. "Okay. Thanks."

She grabbed her phone and dialed his number.

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Troy was just about to leave his hotel room. He was packing up his gym bag. He noticed something fell out of it. It was a photograph. He looked at it and smiled. It was a picture of him and Gabriella singing Breaking Free for Twinkle Towne. He put the picture in its special spot in his bag. He was about to open the door when Chad opened it.

"Okay, man," he said. "We need to talk." He walked into the room and sat on Troy's bed. "So, how did things go with Gabriella?"

"How did you know about that?" asked Troy. He hadn't told him.

"I'm not stupid," Chad replied. "Nobody goes to Mc Donald's for four hours."

"I was thinking," said Troy.

"I went to Mc Donald's after a while because you weren't answering your cell. You weren't there." Troy opened his mouth to say a lame excuse. Chad cut him off. "Don't even try to deny it," Chad said to him. "Tell me everything."

"We talked, that's all," said Troy. "Nothing more.'

"I know when you lie," said Chad. "And this is one of those times. Now tell me, what really happened.

Troy sighed. "We kissed."

"How much?" Chad didn't know he was lying. He just guessed. He always seemed to guess right though.

"Once," Troy said. Chad gave him the stare. "Okay, twice." Chad still stared. "Three times. Okay, okay. We made out."

"How long?" asked Chad.

"I didn't keep track of the time," said Troy standing up and grabbing his bag.

"Must've been a while," Chad smiled. Troy just stood there looking dreamy. "You look like you've been overdosed with morphine."

Troy laughed. "I've been underdosed with Gabriella. I more of her."

"That did not sound right," Chad said. He was about to say more when Troy's phone rang. Troy grabbed it.

"It's Gabriella," he said out loud.

"Oh, do answer," said Chad.

"Hi," said Troy. "What's up?" Gabriella talked. "Good." Gabriella talked more. "Great." Troy's smile grew crazily wide. "Absolutely." He was very enthusiastic. Chad put his hand up to his head and mouthed oh my god. Troy hung up. "She said yes!" he yelled out happily.

"To what?" asked Chad.

"I asked her out."

"Cool." They grabbed their gym bags and left the room. Troy had a feeling that he was about to play the best game of his life.

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"Hey Gabby," Troy said as he got into his team huddle before the game.

"Hi," Gabby said enthusiastically. "Good luck."

"Thanks," replied Troy. He didn't need it though. He literally did play the best game of his life. He had 22 points in the first quarter with lots of rebounds and steals. He absolutely shocked the Duke fans. They expected a win. A close win, but a win. UCONN was winning by twelve at the end of the first quarter. "Meet me outside my locker room after the game." He handed Gabby a pass. "Katie, a driver will take you where you wanna go." He handed her a badge too. "See you later," he said to Gabby.

After UCONN beat Duke by thirty, Katie and Gabriella used their passes to get back to the locker rooms. They had to wait about forty-five minutes because Troy had been called in for a last minute press conference about the game. When he came out, he was wearing an outfit that resembled what he wore when he met Gabriella for the first time.

"Wow," said Troy. "You look great."

"So do you," Gabby smiled. They walked down the hall and out the door to a car.

"This is Chad's car," he said. "He hates flying, so he drives. Sometimes I drive with him, but I didn't this time." They got in and left the lot. They were off.

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