Gabriella's POV
I didn't have enough money for a plane ticket or a bus ticket, I can't go anywhere. I decided to walk, I didn't care where I was going, just as long as I was somewhere. I know this won't help my decision because I will never forget them, but atleast I can get away from them. I wish Alan never came here, he ruined my life in three days. I walk and sit down at a park and sat on a bench. As soon as I sat down I put my head in my hands and started crying.
"Are you okay?" A voice asked. I looked to see who asked me that, and found a kid who looked about twelve. "I'm fine why?" I asked as tears still kept falling. "You don't seem okay," she said. "I am," I said. "My name's Jenny," she said, "what's yours?" "Gabriella," I replied. "Tell me Gabriella, why are you crying?" I told her the long story about how confused I am about Alan and Troy. "Wow," she said. "I don't know what to do, that's why I ran away," I said. "You have to go back," she said. "I can't," I said. "My Mom told me to never run away from my problems, I have to face them," she said. "Why should I listen to you, you aren't the one in this mess," I said. "Whatever," she said leaving, "and by the way, Troy sounds super sweet, if it helps, it sounds like he really loves you." I already knew that, I hate being confused.
Alan's POV
I walked back to Tin Tin's house and opened the door, she needs to learn to lock it. "Tin Tin, are you here?" I yelled. I walked into the kitchen and found a note that said my name. I unfolded the note and started reading it.
Dear Alan,
I hope you're the only one reading this because I love you. I know you feel the same way, but the reason I'm upset with you is because on Tracy Island I practicallt threw myself at you and you didn't even notice. When my Dad died, I was upset, but when we moved and you didn't ask me out, I was even more upset. I just needed you to know that, you were too late, you came to tell me you liked me when I had a boyfriend, that made me confused on how I really felt between you and Troy. I hope you understand why I left, it was too much, too much confusion and too much pressure. I hope you respect mine and Troy's privacy and not read his letter I wrote for him, please. I just wanted to get that off my chest Alan, goodbye, I'll always love you, you'll always be my Thunderbird.
Love,
Gabriella
I look at Troy's letter and I'm very tempted to read it, but I respect what Gabriella wrote. I have to tell Troy, as much as I hate him, he might know where she is.