My Best Friend's Wedding

An-Okay, so now that I've finished my other story, 'In My Sister's Shadow', this one is going to be my main focus. There's not much left to it, so the chapters are going to have a lot happening in them now. There's some big surprises coming up, starting with the one from the last chapter. I hope you all enjoy this. I'm pretty sure the updates will be coming quicker now. I'll be on spring break soon (like FRIDAY!). lol Anyway, since there's no trivia, you guys are free to read!

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Chapter Seventeen

"Cassie's pregnant..."

Okay, let's just think about this. Cassandra is pregnant. So that means that she and Troy... "Ew! Ew, ew , ew!" Mental image bad mental image. I think I might cry.

"Ew what?" Troy asked me confused. Great I can't let him know that I find him and carrot-top having a baby funny.

"Health class flashback." I covered. He nodded his head and stared at me for a long time. "What?"

"Is that all you're going to say? I'm going to be a dad." Oh my dear Aunt Sally. He's going to be a dad, and Cassandra is the mother of his child. That Means he's in bondage to her for the rest of his life! How could we ever be together? I can just picture it now. Me and Troy in the most romantic place in the world and Cassandra calling to say that it's his day to take the kid. This is horrible. What's going to happen to us? What's going to happen to me? We kissed, we made up, and now there's no possibility of us ever being and us! "Gabi?" I looked at Troy and mustered up a smile. I'm being really selfish...

"Hasn't anyone ever taught you the phrase 'no glove, no love'?." I asked, letting my crazy thoughts get the best of me. But seriously, I would hope Troy would be smart enough! He seemed a tiny bit shocked by my outburst. "I mean at least tell me you thought she was on the pill." He scratched the back of his neck and looked away. He's so shy about these topics.

"I'd rather not talk about this type of stuff. It's kinda weird considering the fact that we were once a something and now we're a nothing, and-"

"Fine, how many months is she?"

"That's the thing...Cassie told me she fully believes she's pregnant, but we won't know anything for sure until we go get a test from the doctor." What! You mean after all that thinking I just did, I still have a chance with you! It's a slime chance...but still! That was time well wasted! I would've been day dreaming or something! Argh!

"So, I can't call you Big Daddy Troy just yet?" I asked, smiling. I'm trying to make a joke out of it to make things a little less awkward.

"No, not just yet." He laughed back.

"Do...do you want to be a father?" I questioned him carefully. Troy shuffled uncomfortably.

"I do, just not this early. I always pictured my self married before any of this came." So basically, you're happy she got pregnant and you can't wait to be a father, even if it's before you planned. Wicked!

"I have to make a phone call. I'll be back in just a minute." I told him before hurrying out of the dressing room. I dialed a number on my phone and waited impatiently for an answer.

"This is the third time you've called me today." Seth said on the phone. He was out of breath and panting.

"I know, but this time it's really important."

"Oh really? Is it because of Troy?" He snapped. Isn't he supposed to be helping me with my problems?

"Is everything okay? You seem like you're angry..." I bit my lip and waited for a reply. Seth only sighed. "If this is a bad time, then I can call back."

"No...no I'm sorry. It's just some...girl problems." Ah, I see. Well he probably doesn't want to talk about it with me.

"I hope everything gets solved." I said smiling. "So, Cassie might be pregnant."

"Woah, talk about a set back."

"Yeah, I know. What am I supposed to do? If she is, there's no way I have a chance with him. Maybe I should just give up."

"Don't say that. It's only a chance that she is. For all we know it could be gas!" I laughed at him. "I knew I could get you to laugh." I smiled. Leave it to Seth to think of something like that.

"Thanks. I'll call you later okay."

"Actually, I need to tell you something-"

"Gabi, can you help me with my tie?" Troy's voice called.

"Seth, I gotta go. We'll talk later." I hung up the phone and went inside the booth once again. "Look who's having trouble with their clothes now." I said with a smirk.

"Ha ha. Just help me! I feel like my neck is going to snap." I snickered before taking the neck tie in my hands and start to loosen it. When I finally got it untied from his neck, I realized how close Troy and I were. I felt Troy's arm pull me a bit closer as we both leaned in. What am I doing? This messed me up so badly last time? So...why go through that again? He said it was meaningless Gabriella. Think about how hurt you were. You have to fight it. Resist! You have to RESIST!

"I can't Troy." I said as our lips were just millimeters apart. "If this is meaningless, that it won't matter if it doesn't happen."

"What do you mean?" Oh come on! I know he's not stupid.

"I don't want to be the other woman in your relationship." If he hasn't figured out things by now, he's a goner. "I have to go. I'm supposed to be meeting Seth so that we can go shopping. It's sorta for your wedding." I left the room and ignored the questions from the guys. I know he must be a little confused, but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that I love him, or at least that I'm crushing on him. I'm just proud of myself for resisting Troy.

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There's so little time left until the wedding. There's like ONE week, tops! I'm driving myself bonkers trying to figure out what to do. Troy didn't seem to take the hint. It's like he knows I have feelings for him, but just not what kind I have. We're currently at dance lessons. Thing's would go a lot quicker if Cassandra was here. I seriously don't care if she wants to make an entrance.

"Cassie can't make it." Troy said as he re-entered the studio. I snorted and avoided Troy's eyes. "It's gonna have to be me and you." I was somewhat happy by this, but I couldn't shake the feeling of annoyance. Troy and I stood and walked over to where the instructor was.

"Okay, we'll begin with just a few steps..." I pretty much zoned out after that. My mind sort of drifted back to Seth. What exactly did he want to tell me? I never go to hear anything. It never really came up I guess. I came back into focus when Troy's arms were wrapped around my waist.

"Are you even paying attention?" Troy snapped once the teacher was away.

"Why should I? I'm not the bride here, Troy." I shot back. I don't know why we're being this way, but it works for me.

"I kinda need for you to do this right. It's my wedding dance I'm practicing."

"Yeah, only I'm not the one you're marrying." I shouted. I wasn't trying to draw attention, but it just happened.

"Maybe that's your problem!" He shouted back. At that moment, I knew Troy knew that I had some deep feelings about him. How deep...I'm not sure.

"What do you mean?" I shouted. I think he's insulting me.

"I mean, if you weren't so jealous, than maybe you would be marrying someone yourself. Heck, I'm sure Seth would've proposed if you weren't so engrossed in my relationship." What! Are you coo-coo?

"Right Troy, because I spend my entire day worried about what you and Cassandra do. Maybe if you used your eyes, you'd find a reason!" I shook my head and tried to walk away from him, but he only pulled me in tighter.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, harshly. He just placed his hands properly and looked away.

"I need to learn this. So whatever girl problems you have that are eating away at your soul will have to wait." He began to take steps and I moved with him. Truthfully, I was stunned. I didn't know how to retaliate. He lead the dance and I followed. I wasn't going to give up. If I couldn't say anything back to Troy, I would do something. I stomped on his foot and watched as his face scrunched up. He spun me harshly before sticking his foot out to trip me. I stumbled, but caught myself before I fell.

"Screw you, Bolton." I whispered. I didn't want anyone else to start staring.

"I know you want to, but I'm taken. Sorry tuts."

"Ugh!" I pushed Troy away and stormed out of the room. This was not my day. Well, the good part is day one of seven is done for me. I'm going to bed when I get home. Only a few more day to go now. I'm praying that I'll gather up some kind of courage to tell him how I feel. If not, then I'm screwed. I'll be moving to South Carolina without him. I'm all packed up. All that I have to do is tell him how I feel.

How in the world am I going to do that?

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An-Okay, so this story is coming to a close soon, but don't worry. It won't be too soon. This is kind of a filler chapter. There's about three main events happening within the next few chapters.

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