Hey everyone! Here's the next chapter, just like I promised! Sorry it's a bit short I was going to make it longer but then I got to a point and just decided it felt right to leave it there... :) Hope you enjoy it, this chap isn't quite as fluffy but it's got a bit of conflict!

Disclaimer: I do not own HSM or any of the characters so far mentioned in the fic.

CHAPTER 4: Oh god Troy… What've you got us into?

Troy and Gabriella walked in silence… Both kind of lost in their thoughts… Troy was thinking about how Gabriella might react to this next development, his brain simulating every possible reaction he could think of… and so far the prospects didn't look so promising, 'I think she's gonna be mad! I should have asked her first! It's too late now, we're already committed… oh Troy, what were you thinking man? … I was thinking she'd be a little shocked at first, perhaps annoyed… but she'd get over it in the end and would probably end up enjoying herself…' Troy brightened a little at this thought… he'd forgotten that he'd already thought all this through. Suddenly he felt calm again and relaxed noticeably, his back straightened, he slowed his walk a little and he stopped looking down at the ground, he even laughed out loud at his recent panic attack.

Gabriella looked at him with eyebrows raised, surprised at his sudden change in character. She felt even more confused and in the dark now, 'What is the go with Troy! One second he seems to be completely freaking out, which causes me to freak out… and the next he's laughing at thin air! How am I supposed to feel now!' thought Gabriella incredulously, 'Gah! Why does he have to be so secretive… sure I love surprises but this is like emotional turmoil...! That's it! I can't take it anymore!'.

"Troy…! What's going on! Where are we going!" she cried out, stamping her foot and eying him with a serious expression, "Troy Bolton, I am not walking another step until you tell me what's going on!"

Troy just looked at her, surprised by her outcry, 'Wow… and she doesn't even know about the "thing" yet… Oh, this is NOT good sign…' Gabriella looked at him beseechingly, but he didn't respond.

"Troy, I'm getting all confused with all your changing moods! One second you seem agitated and nervous, making me feel agitated and nervous, and then the next you're laughing to yourself! What are you like bipolar or something!" she asked, throwing her hands up in the air in frustration.

Despite himself, Troy couldn't help smirking at this, 'Bipolar… She's so cute when she's angry', but the smile quickly vanished at the site of her glare, "I mean it Troy... I'm not moving until you explain yourself."

"Well…" said Troy with a nervous laugh, "you… you don't have to… we're… already here."

Gabriella looked at him, clearly confused and he gestured with a hand at the building they were standing in front of. Gabriella turned her head to gaze where he was pointing, and looked the building up and down.

"Elliot Rocke Children's Home…?" said Gabriella confused, as she read the sign on the door, "Troy… I don't understand…"

"Um okay, you know how I told you that my mum works in a children's orphanage?" asked Troy and Gabriella nodded in response, not sure as to where this was going, "Well… this is it and they're kinda holding a concert/recital thing today… you know where the kids do some performances and so on and people donate money?"

Gabriella nodded, "… erm, okay… but what does that have to do with us?"

"Well… I… well I ma… well we may…" Troy was stumbling on his words, apparently he couldn't get it out. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a second, before continuing.

"I-may-have-offered-our-services-for-the-concert," said Troy in a rush, looking at her uncertainly.

Gabriella raised her eyebrows, "You may have offered our services?" she repeated and Troy nodded, looking down.

"Yeah my mum was getting all stressed about it, she said she was afraid it would be a complete disaster… and then she asked me for 'our' help…" explained Troy, looking at Gabriella carefully, he was still unsure about her reaction.

"Um okay… this is sooo not what I was expecting… You know that you really should have asked me first, right?" asked Gabriella looking at him, and he nodded sheepishly, "But I guess it's okay… anything to help out the kids, right? … so what did she want us to do? Usher people to their seats, hand out programs, help set up the stage…?"

Troy gave her an uneasy grin and looked away, sticking his hands into his pockets and cuffing his foot on the ground… An uneasy feeling suddenly gripped Gabriella's stomach and her eyes widened anxiously.

"Oh god Troy… What've you got us into?"

Okay, there you go guys! haha I don't think I really cleared up any questions... but I did offer a few more clues, lol!