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Ok people, this isn't the last chapter yet! I'd just like to take this opp. to thank all of you TOTALLY AMAZING, AWESOME, FANTASTIC, TERRIFIC, BEAUTIFUL, INCREDIBLE REVIEWERS! I know that I ask you to review my story sometimes, but it comes from the courtesy of yourself to actually submit one to me. so I'd like to say my thanks for those because without them, I don't think that you'd have me writing this much into the story. :D
A few days later, I left the hospital with crutches and a cast. The doctors had told me to take it easy from now on, and to come back in two weeks to see how my ankle healed. Taylor and Kelsi came to pick me up and bring me home. I struggled to climb into the passenger seat of Taylor's old Honda, but soon enough we were on the 10 East coming from Saint John's Hospital in Santa Monica. And of course, as soon as we emerged onto the 405 freeway, traffic greeted us from all around. Bumper to bumper. Honking cars, agitated drivers, a nightmare.
"My god. This is like my suicide. I hate LA traffic!" said Taylor as she tried to switch lanes.
"I wonder why it's so jam packed," I said as I looked at the inert cars. "It's only 2:00."
"Turn on the AM 1070," suggested Kelsi from the back seat. "And maybe the air conditioning. It's getting hot."
Taylor, once she finally moved lanes, pushed the ON button for the radio and flipped through the stations.
"And traffic watch for Southern California---" cried the anchorman on the radio. He sounded tired and exhausted, as if he had eaten a whole Costco sized box of Twinkies, and was just about ready to pass out. He said each word in a slow monotonous tune.
Suddenly, a bright upbeat voice said, "Thank you, Hal. Traffic for today. It is now 2:03 PM, and the roads are bumper to bumper---"
"As if we don't already know," Taylor yelled at the radio.
"---the 91 in both directions will be closed today due to a car collision and explosion. The lanes are backed up for miles and miles, so if you're planning on taking the freeway, I'd say stick to the side streets. The 101 is moderately flowing freely south bound. The 10 East is---"
"Come on, already. 405! 405!" called Kelsi as she tied up her silky brown hair.
And on cue, "---the 405 freeway. What a killer, folks. It seems as if there were three car collisions going north. One car collided into an SUV, causing the SUV to skid pass the freeway dividers and into the opposite freeway. Both 405 North and South freeways will be backed up for quite a while. And that concludes your traffic watch for right now."
"Great!" Taylor yelled. She slammed her fists on the steering wheel and leaned back. I let out a sigh and listened to the infomercial on Windex. Annoyed, Taylor quickly flipped the station to 102.7 KIIS FM. Gnarls Barkley was playing.
"Hey, I like this song," I said as I turned up the volume louder. I started dancing in my seat and started singing along. A couple cars honked at us and yelled to lower the volume. I ignored them and kept on blasting it. Taylor and Kelsi didn't seem to mind, for they were doing the same as I was. This really helped keep our minds off of the traffic. The song finished and the host came on.
"That was 'Crazy' by Gnarls Barkley, everyone. Alright, people. It is April 23, 2006, 2:07 PM. We are handing out tickets to attend MTV's movie awards hosted by Jessica Alba. The screening will be on April 30 and will air sometime in June. If you're caller number seven, then you just might score the tickets. That's 1-800-555-KIIS."
I quickly grabbed Taylor's phone that was charging on the dashboard and started dialing the number as fast as I could.
"And we have caller number seven!" cried the host.
"Damn!" I said, disappointed. "It's like impossible to ever get on the radio station."
"And who are we speaking to?" asked the DJ.
"Troy. Bolton," replied the caller.
"WHAT!" yelled Kelsi. She quicky sat up, leaning in to listen. My eyes bulged out, and Taylor accidentally slammed her fist on the horn. I turned up the radio louder, creating a bigger scene from the angry drivers who were already irritated from the traffic and loud music.
"Troy! Troy got through!" I said in disbelief.
"Congratulations, Troy Bolton. You just earned yourself two tickets to see the MTV movie awards in person at Universal Studios in Studio City. How do you feel?" asked the DJ.
"Eh, I'm excited," Troy said coolly. I rolled my eyes. I thought he would be at least excited to see Jessica Alba.
"Well, Troy. You're a very lucky guy. You have two tickets here, so who's the other lucky person you're going to take?" said the DJ.
"I don't know. I think I'll take someone special," he said with a laugh. Taylor and Kelsi both looked at me and smiled. I blushed.
"Oh, really. And who might be this lucky person?" Man, this DJ really is curious.
"My other half, Gabriella Montez." I melted. Other half? That's the best feeling in the world.
"Well, Gabriella Montez, if you're listening out there. I think that he just confessed his love for you," said the DJ. I reddened. "Alright Troy, congratulations again. Would you like to request a song for the listeners out there?"
"Yeah. Could you put on the song 'Start of Something New'? I'd like to dedicate it to GABRIELLA MONTEZ!" he screamed.
"All right, no problem. This is the start of something new dedicated to the one and only Gabriella Montez," stated the DJ as he played the song and Troy hung up. The song played, and I broke out into tears.
"That was so sweet," Taylor said softly.
"I know," I muttered. Joyful tears slowly drifted down my cheeks as the song continued. I looked out my window. Drivers, who were once angry, were now staring at me, smiling as they heard the radio announcements. I couldn't help but laugh at how freaky and mechanical they looked. My phone started to buzz. I flipped it open to see a text message from Troy:
Open envelope labeled TWO.
Suddenly I remembered that Troy had given Taylor more than one envelope.
ok, ok, so it's a little short...but
Haha, I love cliffhangers…I don't know if you would consider this as a cliffhanger, but I can assure you that one more chapter will be up and done in no time.
HMM I WONDER WHAT THAT ENVELOPE WILL SAY! Or CONTAIN:)
