Ok so I know it's been about four months since I updated this but I really can't see why you guys love this story so much… It sure doesn't have as much substance as most of my other long stories…. Please tell me why you guys like this one more than my other ones and I'll try to finish this one.
Limo Dude
Chapter 8
"Ok so I do kind of, sort of, maybe like you a little… or a lot," Terri stammered out nervously, awaiting any type of reaction from her best friend after her confession.
"Well that's good," Frankie said making Terri looked up from her plate of food and stare at him, "because, I kind of, sort of, maybe like you a lot too."
Terri smiled at him and a loving staring contest started.
"So are we girlfriend and boyfriend now or what?" Terri asked quietly.
"As long as I'm the boyfriend," Frankie smiled as he leant over and kissed her cheek, "I'll see you tomorrow, Terri."
"Bye Frankie," Terri tried not to scream as he left the house. She went to the window and watched him frolic happily down the street and run forcefully into a garbage can. It made her laugh and yell out, "Are you ok?"
Frankie looked up quickly, embarrassed, and waved an ok sign before turning the other way and making his way out of her sight, slowly, limping a little.
"That boy will accidentally kill himself if you ever agreed to marry him," Gabriella laughed, appearing behind Terri.
"I guess he does like me," Terri smiled dreamily and walked towards the stairs.
"Good night Ter," Troy laughed, his protectiveness fading as he saw her happiness, while she stumbled up the stairs in a daze.
THE NEXT day, Terri decided to take a walk. Her life was changing quickly and she just needed to get some air. Then, as she walked down the street, she noticed a magazine on a stand next to her with her picture on it, "Troy Bolton's daughter?"
"Oh boy," She said to herself. A few people looked at her but she slipped quickly from view.
Soon, she pulled her cell phone out and rapidly dialed her father's number.
"Hello?" Troy's voice came through groggily.
"Dad, the press has a picture of me," Terri told her father.
"Where was is taken?" He asked, waking up.
"I think it was in the park the other day next to the ice cream shop," Terri did her best to remember.
"Well, there's no way we can stop this now," Troy sighed.
"Yea I suppose you're right," Terri nodded even though he couldn't see her.
"HEY!" A voice called from behind her and she snapped her head over to see Frankie skateboarding towards her, "I saw the magazines."
"Yea, so you guys don't have to be like Hannah Montana's friends anymore," Terri sighed, "Now you get to be body guards."
"Haha funny," Frankie faked.
"Well I'll see you when I get home dad," Terri said back into the phone and shut it, "Let's go hang out."
"Yea sure, what do you want to do?" Frankie asked.
"Basketball?" Terri suggested.
"You're on," Frankie agreed and laughed, "You're the best girlfriend ever."
"I know," Terri laughed too as they raced to the park.
THE GAME between them ended after a long, hard drive.
"Good game," Terri, the winner, said to the loser, Frankie.
"Yea yea whatever," Frankie grinned, breathing heavily.
"Don't be a sore loser," Terri laughed heartily, "I've been training with my dad. I even beat him once."
"Wow," Frankie coughed out in exhaustion.
"Yea," Terri smiled.
"Let's go lay down," Frankie limped over to the grass and flopped over making Terri laugh at her stubborn boyfriend.
"Upset that you lost to a girl?" Terri smirked, looking down on him.
"No, any other girl would have been fine," Frankie laughed as Terri laid next to him.
"Oh really?" she grinned.
"Yea," he smiled and turned to her after he caught his breath, "Give me a hug."
"Ew you're all sweaty," Terri rolled away from him and stood up to run away but he grabbed her stomach and pulled her into a sticky hug, "Ewwww! You smell bad."
"You don't smell to great either baby cake," He laughed at her and let go.
"You'll pay for that," She stated.
"I'm sure," He rested his head back and smiled, her boyfriend.
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