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We've finally arrived in Albuquerque, my mom and I. And we're already at the Boltons' household. It's awkward sitting in the living room while Mr and Mrs Bolton are staring right at me. Troy's not here. But he'll be back soon from the library. Troy never goes to the library. He's probably out partying. I really don't want to see his face. I wish he would just die in a car accident on his way back. Sigh…
Ha! I lied to my parents that I'll be at the library. I'm actually feasting on pizza with my buds! Chad, Zeke and Jason. My mom called me just now. She told me Gabriella and her mom are already at my house. Sigh. I don't want to meet her. I don't know what she's told my parents. Why does she suddenly want to marry me? Loser.
I drove back to my house later anxiously. I entered the house confidently.
"Troy, you're finally back!" My mom squealed and clapped. "Say hi to Gabriella."
I looked over to Gabriella. She looked at me with her brown devilish eyes. Her face looked twisted and evil. I could imagine hellfire burning behind her. Okay, stop it Troy. She's going to be your wife soon. You'll have to deal with her. I gave her a small nod and a little, "Hi."
She raised her eyebrows. "Hello." She replied without even smiling. I don't think she wants to marry me. I think it's her mom who wants her to marry me. Just like how my parents want me to marry her.
"Nice to see you again, Troy." Mrs Montez, Gabriella's mom greeted me.
I smiled and replied politely, "Nice to see you too."
"Come sit down here, son." My dad said, patting on the empty seat beside Gabriella. I let out a small sigh and sat there.
Gosh Troy smells like really expensive perfume. And he sure changed a lot. He was a lot taller, that's for sure and he's developed muscles and… I should stop. I still hate him. He didn't even greet me properly so why should I, right?
After a really awkward moment of silence and fake coughs, my mom finally said, "Okay, I guess we'll just leave you two here for a while and we'll discuss about the wedding at dinner."
Troy's parents nodded and smiled in agreement as the three of them left the living room, leaving me and Troy alone in the room. I scooted over to another chair, further from Troy. We didn't make any eye contact and there was yet another awkward moment. Then I figured I should break the silence.
"Um… how's your dog?" I asked. That was so stupid!
"My… dog?" He asked.
"Yeah." I replied.
He gave out a small laugh. "Angel's fine."
I felt so embarrassed and weird. That was such a dumb thing to ask.
"I need to ask you something." Troy said later.
"What is it?" I asked.
"How did this marriage thing start?"
"I… don't know." I sighed. "I don't want to get married."
"Me neither. Ew." Troy said.
"Ew?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Yeah. Marriage is supposed to be nice and beautiful but…" He paused.
"So you're 'ew'ing at me?" I questioned.
"Well, yeah." He answered, chuckling.
"Look Bolton, I tried to get along with you but you and I are like the north pole and the south pole." I told him.
"Come on, don't go all geeky on me now."
"I'm just telling you that you should watch it. And the north and south pole thing is common sense."
"You're still the same, Montez. You didn't change at all. Except for your butt." He laughed.
"How dare you say that!" I got up angrily.
"Chill, woman!" Troy said.
"Alright, I'll chill. But just you wait until we're married." I grinned satanically.
"Okay, Montez. Bring it on." Troy smirked.
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