Troy's POV

Friday came before I knew it. Practice after school was a tense one since my dad did NOT want me to spend any time with Gabriella today, or at all this weekend. "Ten laps, now!" he screamed, we all just looked around. "But coach, practice ended ten minutes ago…" Jason said quietly, we all nodded, "Make that fifteen laps and then you can do twenty pushups!" he yelled, blowing his whistle. Practice ended 40 minutes late. All of us were so tired that we didn't leave the building until an hour after practice should have ended. I checked my cell phone, I was kind of surprised that Gabriella didn't wait for me at the gym, then again she could've gotten a ride home or decided that she'd rather not deal with my dad. I had three missed calls.

Troy? Troy, where are you? I've been waiting outside for twenty minutes now… Call me back, bye.

Troy? Are you there, it's Gabi, um, I was wondering if maybe you forgot about hanging out this weekend since it's been 45 minutes. Um, I'm going to start walking home. Please call me back.

She apparently didn't leave a message the first time. I grabbed my bags and ran out of the front doors, if I hurried, I could pick her up on her way home. I quickly started my car and tore out of the parking lot. I headed in the direction of Gabriella's house hoping that she wasn't mad. I looked around until I had spotted her, she hadn't made much progress in walking home. I pulled up next to her and honked. She saw me and smiled then jumped into the car.

"What happened?" she said while putting on her seatbelt. "My dad, he was just…in a bad mood I guess. He kept us an extra 40 minutes! I am exhausted." She laughed, "Good, then we can relax at my house." I pulled into her driveway and noticed her mom's car wasn't there. "Is your mom still caught up at work or something?" I asked as she unlocked her door. "No, she's at a meeting, in Dallas, she's not supposed to be home until Sunday." I kind of stood there for a minute, questioning what she meant by all of this. "Are you coming or not?" she said dropping her keys on the table. I shut the door behind me.

"So, what snacks do you want?" she stood, back towards me looking into her pantry. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and looked into the closet over her shoulders. "Um, I don't care really, whatever is fine" I could tell she was smiling although I couldn't see it. She reached up and rested her hand on top of mine. "How about…Cheetos?" she asked grabbing the bag with her free hand. "That's great…anything's fine remember?" I laid my head on her shoulder, breathing in the scent on her neck and swayed my and her hips. She laughed but didn't try to move away. We made our way upstairs to watch whatever movies she had, I hadn't asked yet.

"So…" she said once I was laying close to her in her bed. "I don't know…" I said, I was a bit confused, I mean was she trying to give me some signals or something, or was I taking this too far?

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Okay, I was trying to get something out there before you peoples would decide not to believe me… but I will post a new chap. Soon!