Dynamite Kid and the Green Butterfly

An-Thanx soo much for all the reviews! You're all amazing! I'm glad so many people like it. I want to point out right now that all of the places and towns on the way to Arizona don't exist. I used map quest for the miles and estimated travel time. This is a bit short, but I'm a little busy. I'll trey to update once a week.

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Disclaimer: Not mine, and that's fine, 'cause I can rhyme. Now sit back, relax and read the chapter. Don't forget to review, right after. WORD!

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Chapter Three

"You're car gets horrible gas mileage."

"I'm sorry...would you rather we ride bikes to Arizona?" Ugh! Him and his stupid smart remarks!

"No, I was just making a point. I'm sorry if I'm against pollution."

"Ugh! I forgot you were a tree-hugger." Troy groaned. I gasped and turned to face him. We'd been driving for about an hour. Everything seemed to be okay. Until now that is...

"I am not a 'tree-hugger'." I stated. "Besides, you said you loved that I was interested in the environment." It's true. I remember that day clearly. Troy and I were laying in the hammock in my backyard when he'd said it.

"Hardly..." He scoffed. "I hated it most of the would always nag about everything. Like people cutting down tress for paper, or the gas mileage on my car. By the way, the mileage didn't bother you when we were driving out to the mall." Argh! He's such a jerk.

"Well fine! As long as we're talking about what we hated, I should mention the fact that I hated having to go into those sporting good stores. It was like you got sucked in. You would strike up a conversation with everybody in there! The only way to get you out was saying that I needed to go to Victoria's Secret." I shot back. Take that!

"Yeah...then you'd change your mind. We'd end up going to some store where you tried on a million different clothes, and then only buying a bracelet. Talk about tedious." Oh, I see how it is.

"Well what about you? When you would take forever to think of what you wanted at the food court, and get a soda. You held up the lines!"

"So what? There's soo much more annoying things that you did." Are there really? I couldn't have been annoying, right? I was agreeable.

"Oh really? Why don't you name some, Mr. Bolton?"

"Oh, trust me. I will." I glared at him. "First off, the fact that you would always pick at my french fries at lunch." Is he serious? They're french fries!

"That's annoying?" I questioned. He snorted and briefly glanced at me.

"Yes!" He exclaimed as if it were obvious. "It would happen as I sat down at lunch. I mean, I hadn't even gotten the chance to take the first fry and out of now where, your small hand just picks it up. It gets frustrating." He's really serious.

"Well I apologize, Troy. If I'd known it bothered you, I wouldn't have done it." I replied in a cold voice. I folded my arms and sat back into the seat. I shifted to look out the window instead of at him.

"Do...you mean that?" He asked. I sighed, not moving from my current position.

"Yeah. I mean...I'd probably still pick at your fries...but I'd wait until after you had a few." I mumbled, peeking at him. His pearly white teeth showed in the small smile that was on his face.

"Well, let's hear some of the annoying things about me." Fine by me!

"It annoyed me when you..." I couldn't think of anything. "when you..." My mind was blank. It's like there wasn't a single time when he'd ever gotten on my nerves.

"When I...?" Troy pressed. I sighed. This was embarrassing.

"I can't think of anything right now. But, believe me...there's a very long list!" I added, just for self preservation.

"Oh." The way his voiced sounded, it seemed like a question.

"Yeah, how much longer?"

"Well, we've only been driving for an hour, and it takes about six and a half hours to get there. We've been driving for a hour. I figured we'd drive for about another hour and then check into a hotel. Since it's four now and it'll be dark at five." I nodded. His plan sounded reasonable enough. We'd left school at one and didn't leave Troy's until three. Since his parents wouldn't be home until six, we spent some time checking for more information on what we'd need. And making sure that the Adrianna Martin in Arizona, was the one I was looking for.

"Sounds like a plan." I smiled. I can't believe he actually agreed to help me. I mean, he didn't jump up the moment I'd asked him, but still. He came along with me. This trip could do some serious damage to our GPAs. I let out a yawn. All that crying and planning I'd done was making me tired.

"You should take a nap." I nodded. Knowing Troy, he'll probably get sick of driving. He hated being behind the wheel constantly. At least, he did three months ago. I tugged on my hoodie so that the sleeves covered my hands. I leaned my head against the car door and closed my eyes. The minute they were shut, there was an image of a beautiful women with long, curly, brown hair, just like mine. I smiled to myself. Guess who she was supposed to be...

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I didn't nap for very long according to Troy. When I woke up, he was just pulling into a motel parking lot. Notice how I said motel and not hotel. Don't get me wrong, I'm not the type of person that can't stick it out for one night in a place that's less than five stars. It's just that I'm not too fond of bugs.

"We're here." He announced. Gee, thanks for letting me know captain obvious.

"Oh, so that's what the big sign means..." I remarked sarcastically. Troy glared at me and rolled his eye. I got out of the car and watched as he took his bags out only and began walking in. I guess I deserve to carry my own things...

I sighed and went to get my own things. My bags were heavier than I thought. Either that, or I was still tired. Troy was just about to get the key from the receptionist as I walked up and stood next to him. The woman turned around and stared. Her brown eyes scanned stared at me for a moment. She frowned for a fraction of a second.

"I can't rent the room out to you two." She stated. What? Just less than a minute ago she was about to give Troy the key. What changed?

"I don't understand." His brows were raised in surprise. "I've already paid and checked in."

"Look, it's nothing against you personally, but I run a respectable place of business." I'm confused. Is anyone else? "I can't have two hormone driven teenagers using my rooms as a place to get busy." My mouth dropped open. Did she just say what I think she did?

"Excuse me?" Troy gulped. I glanced at his face. He was blushing. Troy Bolton was blushing. I felt the urge to smile. He was always so cute when he blushed. His cheeks were turn raspberry red and his eyes would never focus on one thing for long. I let out a giggle.

"I can't have you two rolling in the sheets and making all kinds of noise!" Her voice came across as a harsh whisper. She was probably trying not to let any other guests hear. We only stared. My guess was that we were both too shocked to for words.

Awkward...

"Um...we...I...uh-" Oh great! Genius is going to mess things up! I have to fix this. Hmm...OH!

"He's gay." I supplied simply. Troy snapped his head in my direction. His eyes were wide with fury. I pressed my lips together to stifle a laugh.

"Oh..." The woman seemed to buy it. Her eyes studied Troy for a moment. "I can see that." She answered. His shaggy hair swung with his head as he looked at the woman again. "The good looking one often are..." She tossed me the keys and went back to work. I said nothing as Troy and I walked down the hall.

"What the hell was that?" He bellowed. I chuckled.

"What was what?" I asked innocently. This is so much fun! I wonder how many more times I'll have to use that excuse.

"You know what I'm talking about." He stated as I fumbled with the keys. I laughed.

"I had to do something to get the room." I reasoned. Truthfully, telling her he was gay was like an excuse and a punishment for him. Although I'm not sure what he did to deserve it...

"Telling her I was gay? Couldn't you have said something else? Like maybe that I was your brother?" Well, yes I suppose I could've.

"Yes, but that wouldn't have been any fun." I answered finally getting the door open. I turned back at him. "I promise to be nice from here on out." I said sincerely. I really was going to be nice. Unless his attitude got to me.

"So, you're going to split everything equally with me?" He asked with a smirk. I rolled my eyes.

"Yes Troy." I sighed, turning around. "Nice people share..." I lost the rest of my words as I looked in the room. There was only one bed. His warm hand squeezed my shoulder.

"Great GB," He started. "I'm not too fond of sleeping on the floor." I squinted my eyes and glared at him. "Do you still like the right side of the bed?" Oh! He was just being annoying now. Bringing up things from when we used to date. I would always sleep on the right side of the bed, and Troy would always sleep with his arms wrapped around my waist. Of course, this was when we had parents around to guide us. Parents to say that we could only sleep in the same bed if the door stayed open.

"Yes." What was that? I didn't have a snappy comeback. I'm slipping!

"You can get changed in the bathroom." He said as he began to remove his shirt. He lifted up the fabric, and I could see those gorgeous abs of his peek at me. Yep, he was definitely still built. When his shirt was fully off, I could see his arms. The muscular arms that wrapped themselves around me when I needed a hug. I was beginning to miss it. "Enjoying the show?"

"In your dreams." I snapped. What was with me?

"Yeah, well hopefully you don't snore anymore." I never snored!

"I haven't snored a day in my life!" I retorted. I grabbed my bags and marched into the bathroom. This was most definitely going to be interesting. I quickly changed into the tank top and shorts that I usually slept in. I put my hair up in a messy bun and walked back out. Troy was already in bed and texting on his cell phone.

"Chad." He muttered. I nodded and climbed in next to him. It was very awkward after that. I wasn't sure how to move or act. "G, it's okay to move around. I'm not gonna bite your head off for trying to be comfortable." I sighed. Was it really that hard? It was only minutes ago that I was making jokes at him and making smart remarks. Why was it so hard to do this?

"Just...tell me if you get uncomfortable." Ha ha, him uncomfortable. I could actually see that. After all, I was the one that ended things.

"Yeah, I'll let you know if you hog the covers." We both laughed at that. I closed my eyes. The picture of that woman flashed again. I was really starting to wonder what she would really look like.

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An- Not the most exciting, but oh well. It's still just the beginning. Comments? Questions? Suggestion? You know what to do!

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