Chapter 18 – First Day Nightmares

I stood in front of the long mirror as I adjusted my pump around my body. "Can you tell here?" I asked Troy turning around; he groaned and then opened one of his eyes.

"No," he said, Troy sat up and rubbed his eyes for several seconds. "Gabi, would you please stop obsessing?"

"Troy, I don't want anybody to know what it is!"

"What if it goes off in class, then what?" I bit my lip and I looked over at him, "It is not going to happen," Troy threw his head back and then he stood. He came over and slipped his arms around my waist buring his head into my shoulder. "Please, would you stop? It will look like your phone, just please, will you come over here and make out with me?" he whimpered.

I shook my head and then I gripped onto his hands. "School is big and do you not remember the rumors." Troy groaned again and then he pulled me away from the mirror. His finger traced the outline of the pump. "God, will you just please, please tell everybody so we can get this over with. I mean seriously, your best friends know, that's all that matters."

I broke free from Troy's grip. "Troy, there is no way you would understand this. I mean, this is huge and for everybody to know. I don't know what they would all think."

"Who cares what they think. Gabi, please," Troy gripped onto my hand and I rolled my eyes. "I care what they think. I care what happenes to my life once everybody knows. I care." I gritted my teeth and Troy dropped my hand.

"Whatever, I'll see you tomorrow." Troy picked up his bag of school stuff we had just bought. My door then slammed shut with a rattle. I collapsed onto the bed as I looked at the area Troy was just sitting. I don't mean to make him mad but it was important to me.

I fiddled with my phone then I pressed speed dial 4, "Hey," the other guy on the end said. I sighed, "Troy just walked out pissed."

"And you called me for what?" I shifted my jaw and then I pulled on the blankets around me. "It was on a diabetic thing. I just need to know if you understand, is it just for diabetics to understand or should Troy too?"

"Is that what I am going to become?"

"I have never done this before Parker! Would you just go with it?" I whined softly, he laughed and I could almost see him nod. "What is your issue?"

"Okay, I don't want anybody at the school to know. I just don't want them too, but Troy is like you should just get it over with. I know, I have had this big rumor go around about me that hurt a little"

"Stop there." Parker said, "You were hurt, Troy doesn't want to see you go through that again. That is just a guy thing. He hates seeing you hurt and that is that. He just doesn't want that to happen again."

"I think there is more, like he can't keep that secret."

"No, you are just looking for a way out. You have to own up to that, you arent going to get Troy on this side because of that one reason. There is nothing else you can do, once you have been hurt, he doesn't want to see it again."

I sighed, "Great." I curled my finger around the blanket before I let my head drop onto the pillow. "Thanks for the help,"

"Hey, no problem. I will talk to you later,"

"Bye Parker," I whispered before hanging up, I looked at my outfit once more before I turned around and then stripped off the clothes. This was not the outfit.

Fixing my capris with my baby doll shirt, I had stuffed my pump under my bra wire. You couldn't tell that I was wearing it. I smiled satisfied while I fixed my curls.

They were simple and everything was falling into place. I picked up my backpack as I slipped on my Toms. I traveled down the stairs as both my parents sat in the kitchen drinking coffee. A pile of pancakes sitting on top with syrup sitting right next to it.

"Thanks," I whispered as I slide into the seat. I have not seen my parents since yesterday morning. Before the blow up with Troy, he had to have stalked out like the ten year old he was.

"So what happened with you and Troy last night?" I cringed lightly as I took a simple bite out of the flat cake in front of me. "Didn't seem like nothing. He looked pretty mad or upset." My dad said with a long look over the newspaper. I shrugged my shoulders, "I am pretty sure we are just fine."

My mom nodded her head as she set down her newspaper. "Well, make sure you go to the nurse and check your blood sugar. Take your insulin and then please, please be good. I know it is your senior year but please," I giggled and then nodded. "Yes, I promise to be your good little angel."

I push the plate of my half eaten pancakes away as I stood. I reached for my Vera Bradley bag and my pink backpack before reaching for my car keys. "Bye," I said as I picked up a bottle of water. I waved as I exited the house.

I opened my car door as I pushed my keys into the slot. My car hummed to life while I looked out my back window as I backed away.

It was a ten minute ride to school from my house. I rubbed my fingers together as I rubbed my eyes roughly. I pulled into a student parking spot as I mentally prepared myself. This was it, my last year of school. I took a deep breath as I heard a sharp tap on my window. I jumped and I turned to see Taylor laughing with Sharpay.

I rolled my eyes as I cut my car short and then I pushed open the door grabbing both of my bags and water. "That was really rude,"

"Okay, I really need to ask why Troy is in a very pissy mood." I groaned, "He is pissy?" I asked as we moved through the parking lot. I adjusted my bags on my shoulders while I shook my head.

"I don't know what to do; Parker said he is just upset because he doesn't want to see me hurt again." Taylor and Sharpay glanced at each other. "That boy never wants to see you hurt. He has done it too many times, when you were in the hospital and then the rumor last year. He hates it."

I chewed on my lip as we entered the school. We traveled down a few hallways since the seniors were in the back. I traveled to my old locker to pass by Troy. He was buried in his locker as I glanced at him. I stopped and then the girls murmured quietly before they kept moving.

Standing on my tiptoes before pursing my lips together, Troy turned and he jumped a little. "Well hello," I eyed him for a minute and he then sighed. "I am not mad."

"Bullshit," I whispered as I wrapped my arms around his waist. I let my head fall against his chest and he sighed louder before wrapping his arms around my shoulders. He kissed the top of my head while he rubbed my back softly. "I didn't mean to get so upset last night with you but I just I,"

"You just don't want to see me hurt." I finished for him, "Three people have told me this now. I don't understand that male part of your brain. I just think that whatever happens happens, there is no way to control that."

"I want to control it. I want to make sure you are protected forever. I love you Brie, I just don't want to see you upset. In March, that is the hardest time I have ever seen you. I could barely keep myself together, it was so hard." I took a deep breath as I looked up into his eyes.

"I love that you are so overprotective of me. I just want to be able to move around a bit." Troy's arms were still locked around my neck as he leaned forward to press his lips against mine. "Bolton! NO PDA!" Troy pulled back and simply groaned. "And let the school year begin."

I laughed as I watched the white haired women drift down the hallway yelling at other kids. I enlaced our hands together as we walked down to my locker.

Troy kept our hands together as I opened it and then placed everything in and took everything out. Troy began to talk to somebody else but our hands never separated. I fixed my backpack as we then began to go through the hallways. People quickly stared as we were officially the couple that made it through another summer.

Troy buried his lips into my hair as he kissed my head. We made it to Darbus room while we guided me to my seat. "Thank you," I said as I looked up at him, he grinned and flipped his hair slightly. He went forward and slide into his desk.

Let the school year begin.

I picked up my tray and then I started to walk up the stairs towards our table. "Brie," Troy's voice carried from behide me. I turned and my water splashed a little.

"Hey," he said leaning over to capture my lips into a kiss. We had been separated for two hours and he smoothed his thumb over my cheek. "How has your last two hours been without me?" we began to walk together up the stairs.

"Great. My classes are going to be boring since, hey I am a senior who is basically ready to graduate." Troy smiled at me, "Well I have a math class and a science class I have to pass or I can not." A worry line famed over Troy's eyebrows.

"Hey, I can help you study. Trust me; this will be an easy year for you."

"Doesn't practice start tonight?" Troy asked me, I nodded, "Please, please, keep track of your blood sugar." His eyes begged and his voice was low. It was his serious voice.

"Troy," I stressed his name, I set my tray down on the table as I sat down. Troy right next to me, "I know what I am doing, I have made it through tryouts." Troy sighed while he rested one of his hands on my knee. His blue eyes blinked and he shook his head. "God, I love you." He said as his face appeared closer to mine.

His forehead pressed onto mine and then he kissed my lips. "Alright, you love birds; you need to separate long enough to eat." Troy smirked and backed off winking at me. We began to eat and I stopped.

"Uhm," I whispered, I then looked over at Troy. He caught me staring as he shoved a fry into his mouth. "What?" he asked with his mouth full. He cocked his head to the right and then he squinted his eyes. "Why is your face so pale?" he asked after swallowing his fry.

"My uhm," I shrugged my shoulders as he nodded, "Is?" he asked, "Under my bra strap," Troy pursed his lips together and then he stood up from his chair. He slipped his legs around my waist and he pressed his chin on my shoulder. He snuck one of his hands up the back of my shirt while kissing the bottom of my ear.

"Bolton, what the hell is going on over there?" Chad asked, Troy shook his head and then picked up a fry to throw at Chad. "Troy, good God," Jack stood behide us as I felt Troy pull my pump free. He inched it down before waving it at my dad. "I am not that gross dad. I mean seriously, there is food." Troy said laughing before pecking my cheek.

"Well, you sure seemed,"

"Dad!" Troy complained, "I am with my friends," I laughed silently as I pushed a fry into my mouth. Jack walked off, "Gabi, what is that? Is that a pager?" Miranda from my English class came up to ask. I shook my head as I stuffed it into my lap. "It's nothing Miranda," I mumbled but she was already skipping off.

Troy shook his head lightly before I finally stood up shoving my food away. Troy groaned loudly before he snapped his water bottle. He pushed off the table as I shoved my pump into my pocket. "Gabs," as I moved quicker my pump wedged itself out of my pocket. It fell towards the ground and it dangled to where everybody could see.

Tears burned in my eyes as I stuffed it into my hands and kept running. I finally turned back to not even see Troy following me. I dropped near one of the lockers before I stood up again. I went into the bathroom to finish dosing and stuff my pump back up my bra.

I wiped away at my tears before the bell rang. I covered up my red eyes with little makeup before I picked up my stuff. I had gym sixth hour with Troy, I at least had an hour away from him. Hurrying off to my next class, I snuck to the back and just hoped nobody would notice me.

Dressing out into my PE clothes was a challenge. I pulled my white tshirt over my head as I tried to fix it without anybody seeing my pump site.

"Gabi, everybody said you have a pager? Do you?" another girl came up to ask me, I looked her in the eyes, "No. I do not have a pager."

"Then what do you have?"

"It's none of your business." I mumbled as I pulled on my red jogging shorts with the little Nike swoosh in the corner. My pump began to slide out of place and I leaned back against the locker to readjust it.

"Gabi! Did you know everybody thinks you have a pager?" I slammed my locker shut and I turned around, this was the fifteenth million time in the last hour somebody has asked me such a question.

"No, it is not a pager." I said quietly as I brushed my hair out of my face. I pushed past the group before I stormed past Jack who was standing in the doorway. He gripped my arm for a minute and looked me into the eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked with a long look, "I am fine," I whispered as I turned and jerked away from him.

He watched as I walked away before yelling at the girls. I looked up as I was standing in the middle of the gym. The guys were just now leaving the room and I backed away. I dropped towards the bleachers as this was becoming one of my worst nightmares.

I took a deep breath as I looked up to see most of the guys had made it out. My eyes glanced around to see Troy laughing with another girl and Tim who was on the basketball team. I played with my fingernails and I took a deep breath. I moved to the area with Taylor and Sharpay. "Are you doing okay? You look really upset?"

"Besides the fact everybody knows I have something besides a cell phone and Troy is flirting with some other girl. I am flippin fantastic." Taylor snorted and Sharpay covered her mouth. We began to walk our long laps around the gym. We then turned it to a slow jog.

My pump began to fall off my back but I knew it was stuck pretty well. We jogged another lap as suddenly a snap and then a clunk hit against the floor. A ripping of my site came off as a gasp flew through my body. My hand flew to where my site once was but was no longer.

Tears burned in my eyes as I felt everybody starring at me. "Gabi, what the hell is that?" somebody whispered, I turned my head slightly to see a stunned Jack near the back doorway.

"Is that a pager? I didn't think anybody made those anymore. Does she not have a cell phone?" A group of the cheerleaders laughed, I clenched my fist together as more pager rumors spoke. Nobody had moved as they were all talking to themselves.

"Are you going to talk or are you just going to stand there?" somebody yelled, I bit on my lip as I finally snapped. "It's NOT A pager! If somebody ask me that again, I swear to you, I am going to hurt something or someone." My lips trembled and I felt my fingers shake. "But if you all must know, which I certainly think you don't." I said trying to control my voice.

"Because, not everybody needs to know every single fucking thing about everybody's life, so if you must, just spread this around the school so everybody can freaking point and laugh because guess what, I have type 1 diabetes." Tears fell down my cheeks as a sob built in my throat. I finally pushed past Sharpay and Taylor before I went running for the locker room.

"Brie," I heard Troy's voice but I pushed into the locker room. I leaned against the wall as a thin sob fell out of my throat. The door creaked open and Troy's head poked through. Then his body emerged. He touched my arm while I jerked away.

"Just don't touch me," I whispered, he pulled his strong arms around my waist and I fought him. I pushed him away with my tiny fingers but his arms were so strong. "I don't want you," I said as I tried to jerk away from him some more.

"Shh..." he whispered into my ear, my sob fell out of my throat again and I finally fell against Troy's chest. A cried into his chest as he slide down the wall with me in his lap. He rubbed my back as he held me in his strong arms. "I think you forgot this," he whispered as he placed it against the floor. I heard the clunk and then he pressed his lips against my forehead.

"I never wanted them to know. Did you see how they looked at me? I am never going to have a normal life anymore. That was the only normal part." I sobbed and Troy just stayed quiet. "You weren't going to be able to keep it a secret forever. They knew something was wrong with you Gabi, they just didn't know what."

"They don't need to know. They never needed to know because guess what, it's my life." Troy sighed, "Its high school. Everybody knows everything." I closed my eyes as I gripped my fingers around Troy's tshirt. The white shirt with red shorts, the East logo in the corner of each, "You know, I think we should skip the rest of PE, go change your pump site and then just chill it."

I bit on my lip as I didn't want to move. "Why were you flirting with that girl," Troy made a face before he closed his eyes and nodded. "She made a joke about Tim, I was just laughing." He said simply, "Looked like you were flirting," I said sniffling up some of the tears. "Well, we weren't since I love you." He poked my stomach and I laughed.

"Well, I love you too." Troy kissed my lips softly as he kissed my lips once more. His eyes focused on mine, "How do you do it?" I asked him with a little glance.

"Do what?"

"You just made me forget," Troy smiled as he ran his fingers through my hair, "That is because you are easy to distract." He tapped my nose before kissing it lightly. I giggled and Troy picked me up, "Why don't you go change while I sneak into the boy's locker room, tell my dad and then we can go to the nurse."

I nodded my head and Troy squeezed my hand. "I will be right back; don't move except for when you change." He smiled towards me and I smiled back. "Okay," he moved towards the door before disappearing. I picked up my pump from the ground. The cord and the white sticky part had all fallen off.

Redressing into my clothes, I took a small breath as I stuffed my gym clothes into the PE locker before snapping it shut. I then slipped on my shoes while I pulled my knees up to my chest, by the end of the day, my life would be spread around the school. I rest my head on my knees as I let my eyes close.

I rubbed my eyes with one of my hands before I took an even breath. Wrapping my arms around my knees I felt myself beginning to fall asleep just sitting there.

"What do you think you are doing?" Troy's hands moved my hair from away from my neck. "Taking a nap," Troy slid my legs off the bench before he bent over in front of me. He kissed my lips while balancing my chin on his finger.

"Come on love; let's get you to the nurse." I let Troy grab my hand before taking me off into the hallways.

I collapsed on my bed at home. No homework on the first day but plenty to come in the weeks following for my College Algebra class. I reached for under the blankets as volleyball practice was okay, long, and hard. Rest my head on the pillow I pulled the blankets up around my shoulders.

My eyes fluttered between closed and open when my phone rang. I picked it up to see Parker's happy face come across. I took a deep breath before answering.

"Hey," I said quietly as I let my eyes close again. "How did today go?"

"Horrible. Everybody knows. For the last two hours of my day, I got a bunch of stares. They just looked at me; I am the only diabetic in the whole building."

"So they found out." I nodded my head even though he couldn't see me. "Yea," it broke up a little as I felt like crying again. "It's because my pump fell out during lunch. Everybody wanted to know what it was, it traveled around school and now they all know since I broke down in PE to tell them."

Parker sighed, "Well, if it makes you feel better, everything is going to get worse before better."

I snorted, "Thanks. I just want you to know that, you were right. Troy didn't want to see me hurt again but he ended up anyway." Parker laughed, "Well, was he there for you?" he asked me, "Of course, he made me laugh and he kept me close."

"Well, then he did his job just right." I shrugged my shoulders while I yawned, "You seem tired,"

"After a long volleyball practice, I am tired."

"Go take a nap. I will talk to you later." We exchanged goodbyes before I put my phone on silent and tossed it onto my nightstand. I closed my eyes as I snuggled deeper into the pillow.

Troy's POV

I pulled my car against the curb of Gabi's house as I turned the engine off. I kept my hand against the keys before pulling them out. She had a bad day, a horrible day.

They did treat her different now, I should have supported her more than I did. I bit on my lip as I swung open the car door and began to walk towards the front door. I knocked on it lightly as I heard the patter of feet come towards the door.

It swung open to reveal Mrs. Montez, "Hey," I said as I took a step forward. "She is up in her room." She smiled towards me and I nodded. I took the stairs two levels at a time before reaching her room as you came off the stairs.

I pushed her door open quietly as I peeked my head in. I turned it slightly before I saw her cuddled up under the bed. Her eyes were closed softly while her hair spilled over the pillows. Her backpack sat on the ground with her gym bag full of volleyball stuff. I quietly slipped off my shoes.

Going around her stuff I landed softly on the bed as I rested my head against the pillow. I climbed under the blankets with her as I pulled her towards me; she snuggled into my chest without even waking. I pushed some of her hair away as I pressed my lips against her forehead.

I watched her sleep for several minutes before I felt myself drifting off. I was so tired after today; it had been long and even longer. It had been a nightmare of a first day. Gabi was right, it was just horrible.

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