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Chapter Four- Secret Four: Love
The home phone rang loudly beside Gabriella, and she yelped, and fell into the pool of her spilt coffee.
She checked the Caller ID, before answering.
"Hey," she said dully.
"Didja read the magazine I left on your table?" Coriander asked casually.
"...Yeah," Gabriella said waiting for Cori's outburst.
"Good."
And with that, Coriander hung up.
Gabriella sighed, and called Troy with her cell phone.
"Did you read LA Celebs yet?" Gabriella said before Troy could even say hi.
"Not yet, why?" Troy asked with no worry.
"Read it, I'm coming over. Cuz we got a big problem," Gabriella said while grabbing her keys and her purse.
"Problem?" Troy said confused.
"Problem? No problem."
Troy was about to said something, but Gabriella interrupted.
"Just a really big problem," Gabriella said, as she got into her car.
She heard Troy shuffling papers in the background, then a loud thump.
Troy grunted, so she said, "See you in ten," then hung up.
As Gabriella got out of her car at Troy's house, she heard another loud bang, she let herself into his house, then heard another thump.
"Troy?!" Gabriella yelled.
"Here!"
"Did you read it?" Gabriella asked him, after she found him.
"Don't remind me," he simply just said.
"We have two choices: One, fix the problem before it all hits the tabloids fully. Or just spill."
"Why can't we ignore though?" Troy asked.
"They have a picture of us arguing. Anyone who looks at this picture could tell there was something going on." Gabriella told him.
Troy sighed, "We are so busted."
Gabriella poured herself a cup of coffee.
"I hate being famous."
Gabriella chuckled, "But you were always famous," she said.
Troy looked over at her.
"High School, it was basketball. UCLA, it was still basketball."
"Yeah. But it wasn't all...'Let's stalk him.'" Troy said.
Gabriella looked at him.
"Okay, it was with the cheerleaders, but it wasn't this bad, right?" Troy said.
Gabriella shrugged, she had a body guard, Troy didn't. There was a difference.
Troy rolled his eyes, "So what're we gonna do?"
"We have to meet up with Ryan and Sharpay first."
Troy nodded.
"Do you know where they're staying?" Gabriella asked.
"Nope."
"Great. Just great," Gabriella mumbled, flopping on to a couch.
"Define love," Gabriella asked out of the blue, looking at Troy.
Troy looked over at her confused.
"Just define it."
Troy thought about it for a moment, "It's hard to define. If you love someone, you know that you love them. You can't define the feeling...It's a feeling."
"Mm hmm."
"Why?" Troy asked.
"I don't know. Do you love Sharpay?" Gabriella asked.
"Yeah. Do you love Ryan?"
"I don't know," Gabriella admitted.
"What?" Troy said surprised.
"Like, I used to love him. But now that I think about it...I don't know if I really love him, you know."
"Oh, I had that feeling before," Troy said.
"Really?"
Troy nodded.
"What happened?" Gabriella asked.
"I don't know. After a while, it just faded, I guess," Troy shrugged.
"Is one year a while?"
"One year?" Troy said surprised.
"Yeah," Gabriella said quietly.
Troy enfolded Gabriella into a hug.
"Love is so stupid."
Gabriella said with a sigh.