The next day, Troy felt like he was walking on air. Everything seemed to be just perfect. At about 11:00 am the phone rang. Brian answered it.

"Hello? Oh, yeah, sure just a sec, TROY! The phones for you!" Brian yelled.

"I'm coming. Hello?"

"Hi Troy, this is Gabriella." Her voice didn't sound like the happy, sweet voice she had. It sounded sad and depressing.

"Hi Gabriella. Is everything ok? You don't sound too good." He said with worry in his voice.

"I've got to talk to you. Could you meet me at the park?" she sniffed.

"Yeah, sure, I'll be right there, don't worry."

"Ok, thanks, bye." He hung up and grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.

He fast walked all the way to the park. He was very worried about Gabriella. Once he got there, he saw her sitting over on a bench. Tears were falling down her face. He ran to her, and sat down.

"Gabriella, what's wrong?" he took her hand in his and squeezed it.

"Hi Troy, I'm sorry I bothered you, but I have to tell someone or I may break down."

"Go ahead. You can tell me anything."

"Last night when I got home my mom called me. My Grandpa…..he..."

she half choked and half sobbed.

"…..he had a heart attack and died." She stood up and started crying into her hands.

"Oh, Gabriella, I'm so sorry." He stood up and held his arms out to her. She surprisingly went gladly into them. He held her tight.

"He was like a father to me. I loved him so much." She said crying against him.

"Shh,shh, its going to be ok. Are you going to the funeral?" he asked.

"Yes, its next week. But my mom is sending money for a plane ticket. I leave tomorrow night." Her voice was a little calmer now.

"How long will you be gone?" he asked.

"Till next Friday, so a little over a week."

"Oh." They stood silent for a minute in each others arms, then she pulled away.

"Well, I've got a class and I need to pack. I better go, but thanks for listening."

"Anytime. That's what I'm here for." He smiled.

"I'll see you later Troy."

"See ya, have a good time."

She walked away and out of sight. Troy sat down and put his head in his hands.

Boy, this is going to be a long week.

(a/n: keep reading I had to keep going so you get two chapters this time.)