n0t3: I FINISHED THE LAST CHAPTER! If you want to read it, it's on my homepage. Well it's a game, but still. It's there!

Oh my god, I am sooooo sorry for not posting. Major writer's block. Still have it a tad bit. Hope my mind will be back to normal soon!

-♥Bridgette-
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Chapter Two: If You Love Me, Does This For Me
"When's the re-match?" I ask Troy.

"End of the month," Troy says, taking a bit out of his lunch.

Apparently, West High wanted a rematch, and Coach Bolton didn't really mind, since Troy was on the team, they were having a re-match.

I nodded.

Then my brain went to work.

What could I do if Troy was going to be busy with basketball?

"Gabs, what do you think?" Taylor asked me.

"Un-busy him!" I exclaim.

But when everyone turns to look at me, I shrink in my seat, my cheeks flaming with redness.

Troy bursts into laughter, once people started to turn back to what they had been doing.

"It's not funny!" I say embarrassed, smacking his arm.

Troy looks at me with a serious look, but I could tell that inside, he's laughing really hard.

"What?" I say with a pout, looking down.

Troy lifts my head to look at him, "You have to admit that it is funny," he says with a grin.

Honestly, it is funny.

But hey, anything can be part of the test.

And PMSing, is totally one of them.

My friends and I had free period next.

Chad and Troy went outside to the outside basketball court with a few other guy friends.

Taylor and I followed, and as the guys played, we sat on the bleachers.

"So what's up with you and Sharpay?" Taylor asked not-so-casually.

"Nothing."

"Gabriella. I'm not Chad. Something's going on," Taylor said.accusingly.

I chuckled, "Fine. But you promise not to tell?"

Taylor rolled her eyes, "I swear."

"On your art assignment."

Taylor's gaw dropped, "You wouldn't..."

"I would if you told."

"This must be really big," she mumbled under her breath.

I ignored her remark, "I'm testing Troy."

She looked at me with a raised eyebrow, "Why?"

"Okay. Remember what I told you about how my parents keep on telling me about the difference between lust and love?"

Taylor nodded.

"So I'm testing on whether I'm lust or love to him," I say, looking over at the basketball court.

"What if your lust?" Taylor asked.

"Then I dump him."

"But technically, you're not really dating him."

"Dating who?" Chad asked, coming up behind us with the rest of the guys.

"Dating an un-odour-ful guy," Taylor said, pushing Chad away from her.

Troy wrapped his arms around him, and placed his chin on my shoulder.

I nearly puked.

"You spoke a little too soon," I said, pushing Troy off me.

"Hey!"

Taylor pointed at Troy, "He can't smell any worse than him," she said, pointing at Chad.

"Let's trade," Taylor said.

"On second thought, I'll keep him," I said quickly, reclaiming Troy, pulling him into my arms, but far enough for me to breathe fresh, clean air.

Taylor frowned at Chad.

"Aw, I'd keep you too," Troy said, leaning in to kiss me.

I stuck a hand between us, and he ended up kissing my hand.

"Gabriella," he whined.

"After you shower," I said firmly.

"Fine," he pouted, taking a seat beside me.

"So what're we doing this weekend?" Chad asked, looking slightly afraid of Taylor.

I looked over at Taylor, and we both shrieked, "Shopping!"

Chad and Troy groaned, while their friends laughed at them.

"It's the first weekend of the month," Taylor said, smacking Chad.

"But we're guys..." Chad whined.

I chuckled at the two, and turned to lookat Troy, who was looking at me, giving me his cute, puppy dog look.

I immediately turned away, resisting the temptation to give in.

"Gabriella," he said seductively in my ear.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Don't you care about me?" he whispered.

"Yeah," I squeaked.

"Then---"

Then the feeling of Troy hoovering over me was gone.

I peeked over to see Taylor yanking his ear.

"If you care about her, you wouldn't treat her like that!" Taylor yelled in his ear.

Chad and I with the rest of the basketball people gawked at Taylor and Troy.

"Help me!" Troy mouthed at me.

I walked over to the two, and yanked Troy out of my best friend's hold, "Okay. Everyone calm down. Now, Troy, you don't like Taylor yelling in your ear, do ya?"

Troy shook his head furiously, hiding behind me.

"So we'll compromise," I said, looking at the three.

They nodded, Troy and Chad smiling.

"We'll all go shopping and Taylor won't make you guys deaf," I said with a smile.

Troy and Chad's smile immediately turned upside down.

For Taylor and I, it was a win/win situation.

But for the guys...it was a lose/lose situation.

"Gabrie-ella," the two whined.

"Suck it up, it's only once a month...at least." I said.

Chad went over to Taylor to get out of the shopping spree, and Troy came over to me.

"Gabriella," he whined, "If you love me, you will get me out of this."

"Troy," I whined, "If you love me, you will do this for me."

I glanced at Troy's watch.

"And now we have class to get to," I said quickly, grabbing his arm.