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Chapter Six- Party Time
So much have been going on for the past three or more weeks.

Troy went to LA, I became more paler from pale make-up, I was having fake home problems, etc.

After school, is the rematch basketball game between West and East High.

I am sitting on the bleachers waiting for the game to start.

I should be nagging Troy while he's in the change room doing his stuff.

But I think he's had enough.

Oooooo, the game's about to start.

But you obviously want to know what you missed, right?

Right.

Well for the past while, Troy's been juggling my fake problems and the basketball rematch.

Coach wasn't exactly 'happy', when I showed up last night while they were practicing.

Troy naturally put me before basketball which was really sweet.

I already have tonight planned out, since East High is obviously gonna win.

Hopefully.

Troy came back from LA last Saturday.

He first came to my house, to find me wearing heavy-makeup.

But he thought it was because I wasn't eating.

He drove us to Burger King to eat.

I pretended to not want to eat, but Troy being Troy with his charms, had me eating.

After I finished my burger, Troy was satisfied that I was eating naturally.

That was, until I excused myself to go to the washroom.

He asked me what I would do there.

I obviously said, "Go pee."

Then he was like, "Are you sure...???"

I was like, "Yeah."

But then he followed me into the washroom anyway.

It was those one-roomed washrooms withlike one toliet, one sink, and stuff.

So it was kinda awkward.

Then Troy turned around, and waved at me to do whatever I had to to.

I rolled my eyes, and did my stuff.

After I had flushed the toliet and had washed my hands I told them that I wasn't gonna puke.

Then he drove me home.

Paler and paler I got, but I was still eating.

But that was honestly really weird.

I give Troy a small wave as he looks at me while running down the court.

Troy smiles back.

I watch as Troy shoots the ball into the basket continuously.

At the end, East High Wildcats won.

Duh.

After the boys are given their trophy all over again, Chad tells everyone there's a party at his place.

Taylor and I go into the locker room, after giving the guys fifteen minutes head-start to finish their "stuff".

"Boo!"

Taylor and I yelp loudly.

I swear my make-up could have fluttered off my face from my fright.

Our boyfriends come out of their hiding places, fully dressed.

"Oh my god," Taylor says, "What's wrong with you retards?"

"You guys nearly gave me a heart attack," I say, as Troy circles his arm around my waist, and places his chin on my shoulder.

"It was a surprise," the boys say.

"Right. Whatever," Taylor says.

"So are we picking you girls up to go to the party, or are you guys going by yourself?" Troy asked.

"You can drive," I say.

"I'm walking," Taylor says.

When Troy and I get to the party, it's already in full-swing.

People are drunkenly stumbling over the house.

Spills are all over the floor.

Beer bottles are scattered all over the place.

"I'm gonna go find Taylor!" I yell over the music to Troy.

"Okay!"

I head over to Taylor first, tell her I'm going to get drunk for the test, then head for the kitchen.

I look at all the beer companies, trying to decide.

In the end, I just pick the one that's all over the place.

Some drunk guy took the cap off for me.

I tilted the bottle slightly, and let my tongue taste the liquid.

Ew.

But I pour half of the bottle down my throat.

Woah.

Getting dizzy here.

I decide to quickly find Troy before I completely get drunk.

I find Troy leaning against the wall.

I stumble into his arms.

"Gabriella," Troy says caringly, then looks at the bottle that's in my hands.

"Gabriella. Did you drink?" Troy says quickly.

I put the bottle to my lips again.

Troy takes the bottle out of my hand, but I want it back.

"No! Gimme it!" I say, stomping my feet.

"Come on, Gabriella," Troy says, leading me to somewhere.

I press my lips hard against Troy's, and he lets go of my hand.

I quickly dash back to find my beer bottle.

When I find it, I drain the rest of the bottle.

"Gabriella!" Troy says annoyed.

By now, I'm completely drunk.

But I can sort of think.

What's one plus one...

Um...One plus one, carry the one...

Huh?

Whatever.

Plan number two.

What's plan number two?!

I rack my brain.

I can't mess this up.

Oh yeah!

Troy leads me, along the wall.

Then I push him against the wall, and reach for his belt.

"Gabriella!" Troy says, pulling my hands off his clothes.

"What?" I whine.

"You're drunk! What's one plus one?" Troy quizzed.

"Hold on. One plus one, carry the one..." I say slowly.

"It's two," Troy tells me.

"Oh yeah! ...Wait. How'd you get that?" I ask him confused.

"Forget it," Troy says, "Let's get you home."

"No," I say, stomping my feet again.

"Gabriella, you're drunk for goodness sakes!" Troy starts.

Then I put my hand over his crotch, and Troy shut up.

But sadly, he recovers.

Damn.

He's good...

Troy pulls my hand off his body part.

"Gabriella. Listen to me. We are not gonna do it when you're drunk, okay? Now let's go," Troy says sternly then successfully guiding me out of the house.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Well that's the end of my test.

And the results you shall know the day after tomorrow.

Because I'm gonna have my first hangover, and that's not gonna be good...