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A/N: I'm back. Don't get disappointed, I said I wasn't going to be updating for a while, and not that often. I went to see my grandparents, and then went camping, with my mom, brother, and little sister. So I just don't really know what to say. Oh! But I did go and see "Bandslam." That movie, was kind of nerd-y. The music was good though. My mom knew most of it. So, getting that out of the way, I've got 10 days till school starts. And now, Ladies, and Gentlemen, I present to you, the one, the only, third chapter of this story!

Chapter: 3

The next day, Troy woke to the sound of someone knocking at his door. "Whoever is at the door, come back some other time. It's only...6:00AM in the morning!"

Troy's mother stood outside in the hallway, knocking on her son's door, dressed in her outfit for the day. It was a daily routine of hers to get up, wake her husband Jack, get dressed, go downstairs to start breakfast, and then go back upstairs to wake her son up, so he has enough time to get ready himself and eat breakfast."Troy get up out of bed, or else you'll be late for school. I'm making breakfast right now, and if you don't hurry it up, your father, will end up eating it all."

"Alright fine." Troy said getting up out of bed. He went over to his dresser, finding that his mother had done his laundry once again. He grabbed a plain white t-shirt, and a pair of jeans with a hole in them. After Troy had gotten dressed, he walked down the stairs, and into the kitchen. Where he found his mother just placing hot waffles onto the table.

"Glad you could join us son." Jack said as he took a sip of coffee from his mug that had a picture of a cat on it. Troy rolled his eyes, and ignored his dad's remark, and started to cut into his waffles.

"You better eat all of those waffles Troy. We don't need you to waste them." His mother warned playfully.

"Yeah, when you grow up, you need to be strong and healthy." Jack said.

"Says the man with the mug with a kitten on it. And I'm not ten anymore dad. I'm seventeen. I'm practically an adult now."

"You'll be an adult when you decide to move out of the house, and can get up at a decent time, to make yourself breakfast and do your own laundry."

"Yeah, yeah, I get it. Alright I'm done, I'm going to go pick up Gabi. See ya!" Troy got up from the table, put his dishes away, grabbed his keys and book bag, and was out the door in a matter of minutes.

As Gabriella woke the next morning, she started the day off by taking a shower. Once she was clean, she went over to her computer to start it up. I've got time. Why not just check and see if Josh is online? Gabriella thought. She sat in the seat, as she logged on, and found that he was indeed online.

'Hey Josh.'

'Goodmorning Gabi.'

'So I was thinking about what you said yesterday night.'

'And?'

'And I was thinking it over last night, and I think I might want to try.'

'Try to be in the magazine?'

'Yup.'

'Alright then. I'll set everything up for your photo shoot. When would you like to do it?'

'Ummm... How about this Friday? I get off at 12:10 on Fridays. How about at around 7-ish?'

'That sounds great.'

'Okay, so where is this thing done exactly?'

'Oh, I have a studio at my apartment, and that is where I do all of my shooting.'

'Okay, then do I need directions to your place?'

'Oh no, no, no, I'll come and pick you up. All you have to do is give my your address, and we're good to go.'

'Okay. Oh I've got to go now. Troy's at the front door, he always takes me to school.'

'Alright. Say, do you have any feelings towards this Troy guy?'

Gabriella thought about this for a moment. Should I lie? I mean the whole point of me getting to know Josh, was to get over Troy. But I don't really know much about Josh. Who am I kidding? I probably know Josh better than anyone else. I think it was a great idea for me to start talking to him.

'Nope, non at all.'

Troy waited out in his truck for Gabi to come out. I hope Gabi knows what she's doing. I don't want to have to get a call that something has happened. Just then, Gabriella was walking towards his truck, book bag in hand.

"Hey Troy-boy." Gabriella said as she climbed into his truck. She strapped her seatbelt on, and threw her book bag in the back. Turning to look at him as he spoke.

"Troy-boy? Nice Gabi. Real original." He said chuckling to himself.

"Hey, it's the only thing I can get. It's not like I can shorten your name."

"Sure you can."

"Yeah, to roy." She joked.

"No."

"Toy?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"How about T-man. Or T-bawler, and you have to spell it T-B-A-W-L-E-R so it's cool." While Troy was listing off different nick-names for himself, Gabriella just started at him and burst out laughing. Troy looked at her and then turned away and started the truck as he muttered under his breath, "Just stick to Troy."

Once Troy and Gabriella arrived at school, they grabbed their book bags, and walked side by side to the main entrance of the school. There they met their friends, Chad, and Taylor.

"Hey hoops!" Chad called from against the lockers.

"What up man?" Troy said when him and Gabriella approached them. Troy and Chad did their special handshake.

"Nothing much. Hey, you want to go practice before the bell rings?"

"Nah, I've got to run to my locker and grab my notebook I left here."

"Alright then, see you in homeroom." Chad said as he turned around and found his other friend Zeke, and walked down towards the gym. While Chad and Troy were having their discussion, Taylor and Gabriella moved off a bit and were having their own.

"So have you told him yet?" Taylor asked.

"No Tay, and I don't plan on it. I think I might have solved all my Troy problems."

"Problems? I don't think they were problems. More like unwanted feelings. Unless you wanted them?"

"Kind of. Like, I know I like him, but I also know that he doesn't like me. So it goes both ways. I want them because there is a small chance that he might like me. But they are unwanted because so far, I know he doesn't like me."

"Your going to have to tell him sometime." Taylor said as she looked at Gabriella as she was looking in the direction of Troy.

"No. I don't think I'll have to." She said smiling to herself.

"What do you mean?"

"I might have found a way to get rid of my feelings towards him."

"Towards who?"

"Oh my god! Troy don't do that! You scared the shit out of me." Gabriella said placing her hand over her heart.

"I'm sorry. So who's got feelings for who?" Troy said hugging Gabriella to his side.

"No ones got feelings for no one." She said real fast.

Troy looked at her question-ly. "Are you sure?"

"Yup. Sure as can be. 100%. Absolutely positive."

"Alright, whatever you say Brie."

"Brie?"

"Yup, your new nick-name for me, and me only."

"Why the new nick-name now?"

"Just 'cause." More like just 'cause that Josh guy stole my other nick-name for you.

"Okay." Just then, the bell for homeroom rang. "Come on. Let's not be late for class." And they walked off with Troy's arm still around Gabriella's shoulder.