A/N: new chapter! Wooooooohhhhh!! (:

Chapter 3 : Talking

Gabriella sighed. "Why are you holding a Styrofoam cup? You hate Styrofoam. You and Taylor protested against it." Troy said as she looked down at the cup in her hand. "Yeah.. Miss. Well uhm.. Kim gave me some tea with honey and I didn't want to be rude and leave it there."

"Wait…honey? You hate honey too. You claim harvesting honey from bees is wrong."

"Yeah, but its better than cream or as she says it crème."

"Did you drink it?"

"Of course not. I saw the 'Telephone' music video. I well never look at honey the same way again."

"Wait…what?"

"You remember? We watched it together. You found Beyonce's blue uniform extremely sexy."

"I know and it was, but you thought Kim was trying to poison you? She just met you!" he raised his voice at her. And she looked at him as if she was slapped in the face. "Why are you so protective of her?"

"I am not PROTECTIVE of her, Gabriella!"

"You so are! I can't believe this!"

"Why are you being so ridiculous?!"

"I'm ridiculous?! You should look in the mirror, hon."

"Why are you my girlfriend exactly?"

"I have no clue, but look at the bright side. Your new girlfriend lives right next door!" Gabriella yelled looking at her cup of tea. She was getting ready to pour it on him when she came across a weird yet familiar smell. "Oh god."

"What now?!"

"Smell this, and tell me what you smell." she said giving him the cup. Troy looked at her, but did what he was told. "Maybe it was an accident?" he questioned. She shook her head. "Who puts bleach in someone's tea accidentally?" Troy looked at her. She stood there looking at the ground, and he sensed awkwardness. "Gabs.. You okay babe?" Her eyes gave away the sadness she felt as she blinked away tears, making Troy immediately feel bad. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to his chest. "Troy…we barely ever fight. Why start now?"

"We're not going to start. I was being stupid. I shouldn't of started it."

"You were being stupid." she mumbled in his chest. "You know babe.. I wasn't expecting you to agree with me."

"Sorry, but its true. Do you want me to say what you want to hear?" she asked looking up at him. He looked down and nodded. "It'll help my ego."

"Fine. I was being stupid too."

"Yes you were."

"Okay, can we please get rid of that tea? Its giving me a headache."

"Alright…"

"Good…OUCH!" Gabriella looked at her arm.


Kim Wilkinson watched the couple through the window. She opened it slightly, before reaching for her little red box. She opened the box, browsing around, and smiled as she lifted a little dart. It was extremely sharp for being so little. She found the mouth canon that went with it. She set it up, preparing for launch. Then, fired it towards Gabriella. "Good…OUCH!" Kim laughed to herself.

Troy looked at her wound. "Come on babe, let's get you inside. That doesn't look too good." Troy said helping her inside.


Gabriella sat on the counter, staring at the ceiling as Troy got the first aid kit. "Is it bleeding?"

"Why don't you look yourself."

"Troy.. You know how I feel about blood. It makes me dizzy."

He examined her arm, before he started to clean it. "I don't know how, or what did it, but you got cut pretty deep."

"Can I look now?"

"Almost…now you can look." Gabriella looked and frowned. "Bandage me up now." Troy did as he was told and looked at her. Proud of himself for doing such a good job. "Your welcome, cutie."

"Thank you." she said leaning in for a kiss.

A/N: I feel…kind of dirty now. (: haha, I hope you liked.