Down The Line
Chapter 3
I'm coming in to see my sister – Troy.
You need to make an appointment – Gabriella.
I'm her brother - Troy.
Troy you know if she finds out you told me and you show up unannounced she will have my head - Gabriella.
Relax I've already texted her and she's given me the go ahead - Troy.
I hope your right - Gabriella.
I know what your job means to you. I know you need it. I won't jeopardize that – Troy.
Thank you – Gabriella.
"Girls I'm going meeting my brother for lunch I'll be back in an hour," announced Brianna.
The girls nodded as she walked out and as soon as they had notification that she had driven off Yazmin and Holly flew out to lunch.
Your sister is on her way – Gabriella.
So that means H and Y have shot off – Troy.
Yep – Gabriella.
Then her phone rang.
"So why aren't you phoning me instead?" asked Troy.
"Because I'm working," answered Gabriella.
"You're on your mobile," said Troy.
"Troy seriously I'm not in the mood," answered Gabriella.
"You sound tired," said Troy.
"And you would know all about that. Phoning me at two am," yawned Gabriella.
"You sound like you need some coffee," said Troy.
"I can't get some in case the phone rings your sister is slave driver," groaned Gabriella.
"Don't let her hear you say that," laughed Troy.
"Don't let who hear who say what?" asked a voice.
"Is that?" asked Gabriella.
"Yeah I'll talk to you later," said Troy.
"I want to meet you," said Gabriella, suddenly.
"Well that's a development.," said Troy. "One sec." "Sorry Brianna I really need to finish this phone call."
"Take it outside then," said Brianna.
"I'll have the steak well done," said Troy.
"Right fine go finish your call," said Brianna.
"She's shooed you off?" asked Gabriella.
"She did," answered Troy. "So you want to meet me?"
"I don't know where that came from but you're so close," said Gabriella.
"I'm down the street," said Troy. "Oh dear."
"What?" asked Gabriella.
"Hang up right now she's trying to phone some one and she doesn't look happy," said Troy.
"Yeah the phone just started ringing one sec," laughed Gabriella.
"Brianna Granger's office," answered Gabriella.
"Gabriella I need you to go out and get me my coffee for in twenty minutes," said Brianna. "And my magazines."
"Of course Brianna," answered Gabriella.
Brianna hung up.
"Did she get you?" asked Troy.
"Yeah I know need to get Holly and Yazmin back up here. She wants her coffee for in twenty minutes and her magazines," answered Gabriella.
"I worry about you," said Troy.
"Why?" asked Gabriella.
"You get up at four or five am every morning sometimes earlier if it's my fault you go to sleep around midnight and you don't get a lot of sleep just in case she's phones. You have to be at your phone twenty four seven and you barley get to eat. It's like she's that woman from the Devil Wears Prada," answered Troy.
"She is that woman from the Devil Wears Prada," answered Gabriella.
"Right my steak is on the table I have to go," answered Troy, as he headed back to his table. "We'll talk about meeting later."
"Bye," sighed Gabriella. "Text me when she leaves.
"I will and keep your chin up," smiled Troy, before he hung up.
Gabriella sighed and slumped on the desk before the phone rang shrilly causing her to carry on. And with five minutes to Brianna's impeding arrival Yazmin and Holly came back in laughing.
"I need to go and get her coffee and magazines," said Gabriella, grabbing her bag and running out.
"How do you know she's going to back soon?" asked Holly.
"She phoned and said she wanted it for it twenty minutes fifteen minutes ago. I texted you guys and you never replied," answered Gabriella.
"Go," said Holly.
Gabriella ran out and as she ran out of the building she almost ran into her boss.
"Please don't tell me you're only going to get my coffee now," she drawled.
"Sorry Brianna I've been waiting for Holly and Yazmin to come back before I left the phone," answered Gabriella.
"Sis you had a coffee at the restaurant," said a voice.
That's when Troy stepped out of the car and Gabriella had to clenched her jaw to stop it from dropping open. Brianna's brother, Troy who she had been talking to, was none other than Troy Bolton one the hottest male singers of the moment.
"Well I don't want my coffee now," she snaked. "Go back in the office."
"Of course," answered Gabriella, turning on her heel and promoting tripping over a bag on the floor.
Troy winced as he watched her land heavily her on left knee and ankle and her wrists as she reached out to brace herself from the impact.
Stepping forward he reached out to help her to her feet.
"You ok?" he asked.
Gabriella tested her weight on her now sore leg, winced and hopped off it almost toppling over. Troy grabbed her and turned slightly to his sister.
"I'm taking to her to the emergency room," said Troy.
"What?" asked his sister.
"She's probably sprained her ankle and maybe her knee. Plus that right wrist isn't looking to clever. If it's broken she'll be off for at least weeks and she'll have to stay of her ankle for at least a week," said Troy.
"Well if you do have to be off don't even bother coming back," said Brianna.
"Bri you can't fire someone for having a broken wrist," said Troy, helping Gabriella to his car.
Brianna just slipped on her sunglasses and walked into the office.
"She can she's Brianna Granger," answered Gabriella.
"Hiya Brie," smiled Troy.
"I should be really annoyed with you but you just saved me from work," said Gabriella.
"Annoyed?" asked Troy.
"You were meant to be texting me when she left the restaurant," answered Gabriella.
"Sorry," said Troy.
"So," said Gabriella, as Troy drove off. "You're Troy Bolton."
"Yes," answered Troy.
"You could have mentioned that," answered Gabriella.
"That would have spoiled the surprise," said Troy.
"What surprise?" asked Gabriella.
"Well I recall you saying a couple of hours ago you wanted to meet me," answered Troy.
"Can we just get this hospital trip over so that I can go home," groaned Gabriella.
A few hours later.
"Well your wrist is broken, your knee will be badly bruised and your ankle is sprained. You need to keep your weight off your ankle for a few days and your wrist will be in a cast for six weeks" explained the doctor.
"Thank you," said Gabriella.
Within half an hour she was home resting up on her sofa, leg elevated while Troy was in her kitchen making tea.
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