I was going to post this on Sunday, but then I just found out that I won't be home the whole day. So I decided to post it today. Aren't you glad? Haha. Anyway, Thank you for all of the reviews! They really made me happy. I'm glad that you guys enjoyed Chad's nicknames. My friends helped me with those. :) Also, just know that until the fifth chapter, there will be no drama, just humor -coughs- Chad and Jason-coughs-. Ahem. I think there's a bug going around. Lol. Kidding. If you guys have any funny ideas for me to put in, feel free to tell me them. Just review, and tell me your ideas. If I use any, I'll give you credit in my usual rants. ;) Okay. No more. Onto the next chapter. Or some more words, and then chapter 3. Enjoy!

To: mysupermanwillcome- You are so funny! Unfortunately, Melanie's a fictional person. Unless there's someone out there that's exactly like her, you can't think mean thoughts about her. I'm sorry. But you can poo her all you want! Lmao. That sounded soo wrong. Thanks for your review. It really had me laughing. I loved it! It was one of my fav reviews. :D

Disclaimer: Why must you make me say this all of the time? Sadly, I only own little bits of this story.

(A/N Italics are still the POVer's thoughts. You must know that by now, right?)

Who's That Girl

Chapter 3- Melanie's Mini Plan

Troy's POV-

When the mess subsided, I looked down, and I saw that I had knocked down Melanie. I kneeled down to help her with the books and papers. I collected as many of them as I could, and gave them to her. Which she gratefully took.

"I am so sorry Mel. Are you okay?" I asked with sympathy in my voice.

"Yeah, I'm fine no worries Troy." She smiled, and stood up, she looked fine for a moment, but then, she almost fell, but I caught her.

"Mel?"

"Oww, my ankle. It hurts Troy." She said, and she was balancing on one foot. I kneeled down once again to check her ankle. It looked fine to me.

"It looks fine Melanie. Not swollen, not broken, nothing. Are you sure it hurts?"

"Oh, nevermind. It feels fine now. Thanks Troy." She replied, and kissed my cheek. She then took her things, and skipped down the hallway.

Weird. Man, I'll never get women.

Melanie's POV- (30 minutes earlier)

Oh wait, I forgot to ask him if he wants to come over to my house later. Better go find him.

I walked back into the halls, and I went past Troy's locker. Around the corner, I heard some voices, one of them being Troy's. So I just stood there, and listened.

"Who? Oh, you mean Mel?" Troy asked.

"I guess so. But what happened to you loving Gabi?" The kid with the afro replied.

"I do. But I told you already. I'm trying to get over her. Besides, Melanie's pretty nice. She's my mom's boss' daughter. And I used to be friends with her before her parents got divorced. Now, she's living around here again." He explained while stuffing his hands in his pocket. The afro guy was mumbling something under his breath, but I couldn't hear what.

"What?" Troy asked.

Guess he didn't hear him either.

"I- uhh. Nothing. I said I'm wondering if Gabi has pink on her wrist." he said awkwardly.

"… Okay.. You're spending too much time with Sharpay man. Pink? Jeez."

"Anyway, did you happen to see Taylor? I was talking to her, but then you came, and she vanished."

Okay this is getting so boring. Hurry up afro guy. I gotta talk to my Troyikins. His afro looks freaky. Like a cobweb even. Man, where does Troy find these creepy people? And why does he wanna be friends with this afro guy anyway? He could have me. I inwardly laughed. Hmm, I should get a mani and a pedi later. I am so stressed right now. Ooh, I should get daddy to get me more credit cards! I already maxed out the of seven. Damn the small maxing lim-

I was brought out of my thought when I heard Troy laughing loudly.

"Whatever you say Chadipoo. No wait, Chaddie!" Troy exclaimed.

Okay, is Troy gay or something?

"Shut up." The afro guy said sternly.

Troy was laughing even harder as he said, "Oooh! I got one. Chaderella! Chad White and the Seven Dwarfs. Chadilicious!"

I'm guessing that afro guy's name is Chad?

Afro guy, Chad glared at him. "Hello? Can we get over that, and go to homeroom? Zeke, Jason and the Drama queens must have beaten us there already. And I blame you for that. Mr. Flirty Mcflirtenheimer." he said while dribbling a basketball, and chuckling. Troy abruptly stopped laughing after that was said.

"Hey. I am not Mr. Flirty Mcflirtenwhatever you said. I was barely socializing with Mel."

Aww, he's disguising the flirting we did. How cute.

"Yeah right. Socializing my ass. It was so flirting. It's the same thing as you do with Gabs." He said.

Gabs? Who the hell is Gabs?

"Whatever. Let's go." Troy said, and he started walking as the Chad person followed. I immediately got closer, and leaned onto the side of the lockers, so they wouldn't see me.

"But really, Troy. Are you seriously going to let go of Gabriella? Come on man, you love her. And you'll never know unless you tell her."

Troy suddenly stopped walking. "Chad, I've told you already. I love her, and I always will. But she doesn't love me back. So why reach for something that you'll never get even if you do try your hardest? It's okay man. I'll move on. Slowly, and painfully, but I'll get over her…eventually." He said, his voice full of sorrow.

Okay. Whoever this Gabriella girl is, I'm going to make her life a living hell. Damn it. She is not going to get my Troyikins. Hell no. I, Melanie Green will never ever lose anything.

Chad patted his back. "Troy, just tell her. And if she rejects, she rejects. Don't go through all of the "What If" shit. Really. Just do it. Besides, I'm a hundred percent sure she feels the same way." Troy shook his head. I smiled inwardly.

"No Chad. I'm not risking our damn friendship, just to know how she feels. I know how she feels. She doesn't like me. So just drop it okay? DAMN IT! I'm not doing it. And that's final."

Good Troy. That's right retreat. You're mine. Not that Gabriella girl's.

"Fine, but in the future, when you go through that phase, and you need someone to vent to, don't tell it to me. I don't want to be there to listen to my best friend regretting the decision that he made to not do something that should've been done. The decision, that I advised him to make." He said as he walked away fuming, leaving Troy standing there speechless.

Wow. The afro guy was soo mean to my Troy! Argh I'm going to kill him later for making my man confused. Wait, he looks kinda cute being confused. No Melanie. Focus!

He was just standing there, deep in thought. Suddenly, he was heading my way. I quickly ran into an empty classroom. I peeked through the window and saw him walking away. I immediately followed him. He went here, and there. Turned a couple of times, and he went up an old stairway. Near the cafeteria. I carefully walked up the stairway, and looked for him. I saw him standing there, looking for something. Then he lifted up a pot of daisies, and smiled. He then went to the edge, and he just stood there, completely oblivious to the outside world. The bell rang, and he still seemed unfazed.

I wonder what he's thinking about. Hmm, I have an idea.

I tiptoed down the stairs, and went to the empty classroom again. I took two textbooks, and tons of papers and fliers. I arranged them very loosely, so they would make a huge mess. I heard the next bell ringing.

Hmm, that's the warning bell. I gotta wait just a little longer.

I looked out the window, and everyone was rushing into their classes. A couple of minutes later, I went outside, and stood near the staircase, on the side that Troy's locker is located at. Then, I finally heard footsteps going down the stairs, so I started to walk, and boom. He knocked into me. I "accidentally" fell to the ground. I smiled inwardly. My plan is working so far. He then kneeled down to help me with the books and papers. I let him do all of the work, as I just pretended to pick some up. I could really care less.

"I am so sorry Mel. Are you okay?" he asked, his voice filled with sympathy.

"Yeah, I'm fine no worries Troy." I smirked and stood up. I was going to ask him, but then I spotted out of the corner of my eye, and I saw Chad, and the girl that was hugging him earlier, coming closer to us. Then I pretended to fall.

Thank goodness for those acting classes I took.

"Mel?"

"Oww, my ankle. It hurts Troy." I said dramatically, as I stood up on one foot. When he kneeled down to check my ankle, the Chad, and that girl, walked right behind him, they looked at me, and I just smirked. Their faces were fuming.

That'll show them. Troy's mine.

"It looks fine Melanie. Not swollen, not broken, nothing. Are you sure it hurts?" he asked as he stood up.

"Oh, nevermind. It feels fine now. Thanks Troy." I replied, and kissed my cheek. I took my "things", and skipped down the hallway.

Okay. That didn't go as planned. When he knocked me down, I was going to make him kiss me better! But no, that afro guy just had to appear. I didn't want to be seen as being needy and bitchy. Ugh, Whatever. I could always make him kiss any day, even tomorrow if I wanted to. I'll just think of something else. Another plan. Oh well, at least Chad and that girl saw us, and got mad, that was just a bonus.

I threw the textbooks, and fliers into the trash. I then went to my car, unlocked the doors, and got in.

I am going to have soo much fun with him.

I thought as I laughed menacingly, I put on the seatbelt, turned on the radio to hear Ashley Tisdale's song, Fabulous, starting. Great. It's my favorite song ever!

Its out with the old and in with the new,

Goodbye clouds of Gray, hello skies of blue

A dip in the pool, a trip to the spa

Endless days in my chaise

The whole world according to moi

Excuse Me Thank You

Iced tea imported from England,

Lifeguards imported from Spain,

Towels imported from Turkey,

Turkey imported from Maine,

We're gonna relax and renew,

You, go, do!

I want fabulous,

That is my simple request,

All things fabulous,

Bigger and better and best,

I need something inspiring to help me get along,

I need a little fabulous is that so wrong?

Fetch me my jimmy choo flip flops,

Where is my pink prada tote?

I need my tiffany hair band,

And then I can go for a float.

A summer like never before

I want more!

She wants fabulous,

That is her simple request,

All things fabulous,

Bigger and better and best,

She needs something inspiring to help her get along,

She needs a little fabulous is that so wrong?

Fabulous pool, fabulous splash,

Fabulous parties even fabulous trash,

Fabulous fashion, fabulous bling,

She's got to have fabulous everything.

Nothing to Discuss

Everything's got to be perfect.

For me

She wants fabulous,

That is her simple request,

All things fabulous,

Bigger and better and best,

She needs something inspiring to help her get along,

She needs a little fabulous is that so wrong?

This won't do, that's a bore,

That's insulting, I need more!

I need, I need,

I need, I need,

I need, I need

I Need FABULOUS!

Fabulous Hair, fabulous style,

Fabulous eyes and that fabulous smile.

I like what I see,

I like it a lot

Is this absolutely fabulous?

Fabulous, Fabulous, Fabulous?

Absolutely... NOT!

I sang along to all of her parts, and I finally arrived to my mansion.

Ahh. It's good to be stinking rich and spoiled.

Boo. No cliffhanger this time. :(

I am really sorry about this short chapter. But like I said in the beginning, I'm not going to have time for another chapter until a couple more days. So I tried my best to squeeze this in. Ugh. I have so much to do. It's so sad. Lol. I'm kidding. But still.

So, Melanie's starting to appear earlier than I said right? Well, if any of you guys like Melanie, I'm sorry. She's not going to make another appearance until chapter 5. And that's a promise.

I was really disappointed on how this one turned out. It had no humor, it was short, and it was all Melanie. What'd you guys think of this chapter? Be honest, and not mean. :) Lol. Yeah, review please. I'll probably update again on Monday, if not then Tuesday. I promise.

And remember, if you have any funny ideas you want Chad or Jason to do, just review and tell me. I'll put it in some of my next chapters. Because frankly, I'm starting to run out of afro jokes and I don't know what to do for Jason. :( If you must know, I'm gonna credit you, so no worries.

Once again, sorry for any mistakes. I've stated my reasons already. Hah. :P

Damn. I still kinda ranted. That's so not cool. I'll try better next time. Have a nice weekend everyone! And onto the end of your finger exercises (scrolling. duh.)! Lol –Ilyilyx3