"Maybe I'm the one, maybe I'm the one who is a schizophrenic psycho…" Troy sang along to the music blasting into his eardrums, as his feet pounded in time to the pavement.
He was running to clear his head, but was quickly realizing that it wasn't working. Troy couldn't keep his mind off of Gabriella. He'd even subconsciously turned down onto her road. So he was glad for the distraction when he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket.
Slowing down so not so sound as out of breath as he felt, Troy answered his phone.
"Hey – Troy?" It was Gabriella. Fuck.
END CHAPTER SIX
Well that was a helluva chapter, huh? LOL, sorry! I know it's been awhile since I've updated – like a LONG while. No excuses other than life kinda sucked. Cross your fingers, that's done now. Anyways, song was Psycho by Puddle of Mudd. Next (REAL) chapter up incredibly soon.