No one should ever let me near a keyboard....
Okay so I'm bored because I have no homework and I was looking through all my old stories and I found this little WIP. I would love to hear your thoughts. If enough people like it, I could consider writing more.
It was Spring Break 2007. Troy and his best friend Gabriella Montez were determined to make this week, one to remember. They had even gone as far to make a list with the all the activities they wanted to do…together.
You see everyone else could clearly see there something more between Troy and Gabriella, that is everyone except Troy and Gabriella. They continued to deny anything more than a really close friendship.
Anyways, back to the story. Gabriella’s mom had to leave town for business, leaving Gabi under the care of the Bolton’s. That’s right Troy’s family. You see usually Gabi stayed with Taylor while her mother was away, but the McKessie’s were on a family vacation.
Usually the Bolton family would also leave town for spring break, but for some odd reason they didn’t this year. Call it whatever you will, but fate brought Troy and Gabriella together that week. This meant that Gabi was alone with Troy, well as alone as you could get with parents in the house.
Today was Monday, the first official day of Troyella Spring Break 2007. Troy’s parents had left earlier to go spend some “quality time” with each other. You know that means, right? No supervision for several hours. Now, get your mind out of the gutter. Troy and Gabriella are just friends, remember?
It was 10:30 and Gabriella was not up yet. So, Troy did what any best friend would do- jump on the bed until Gabi woke up. He quietly pushed open the door and snuck into the guest room. He tiptoed over to the bed, counted to three, and commenced his attack.
“Get up, sleepy head.”
“Go away, Troy.”
“I will do no such thing. We have lots of things to do. Times a wasting’”
“It should be illegal for a person to be this happy this early.”
“Early? Gabi, it’s almost 11:00.”
“So. It’s vacation. I’m entitled to sleep in.”
“You’ve already slept in enough”
“You can never get enough of sleeping in.”
“Gabi, get up. I’m bored and you promised to play with me, remember?”
“What are you, six?
“Five and a half get up!”
“I’m getting up, now leave so Gabi can make herself pretty.”
“Don’t forget to brush you teeth.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’m not sure anyone has every told you this, but your morning breath, totally disgusting.”
“Thanks for the info…I’m be sure to use it…never.”
“Bedhead is totally sexy.”
“Well, we all can’t wake up looking as perfect as you.”
“It’s good, the we are on the same page here.”
“Troy, if you don’t shut you mouth and go away, I will not be responsible for what I do to you. Now, LEAVE!”
“Touchy”
“Troy”
“Leaving”
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“Finally.”
“What?”
“Gabi, you were in that bathroom for over two hours.”
“Sorry, Troy, but some of us have to work to look as pretty as you.”
“You think I’m pretty.”
“Ha, ha you’re so funny.”
“What, you don’t think it’s incredibly charming?”
“Troy, we have been over this. The only reason girls go out with you is because the feel sorry for you.”
“Ouch, you wound me, Montez”
“It’s one of my many talents, you know.”
“Wounding?”
“Exactly”
“You are so weird.”
“You love me anyways.”
“Yeah, uh, huh whatever.”
“So what is on the list of things to do today?”
“List? What list?”
“The Troyella Spring break 2007 list.”
“Oh, that list.”
“Uh, huh.”
“I lost it.”
“You what?”
“I lost it.”
“You what?”
“I lost it.”
“I’m going to kill you.”
“No, you are not.”
“Yes, I am.”
“No, you’re not because look what I have here.” Troy said holding up a sheet of paper.
“Jerk.”
“You love me anyways.”
“Yeah, uh, whatever.”
“So, Activity numero uno: Go to a fancy restaurant and stuff our faces with all the desserts on the menu.”
“I don’t remember writing that.”
“That’s because you didn’t, I did.”
“Always thinking with your stomach, Bolton.”
“I’m a growing boy.”
“Whatever you say. I just have one question.”
“Yes?”
“How are we going to pay for this little endeavor.”?
“I’m glad you asked that because it just so happens that I have a credit card right here.”
“Who would be dumb enough to give you a credit card?”
“My parents.”
“This I got to hear.”
“Well, Montez, my parents gave me this card for “emergencies.”
“That’s great, but paying for desserts doesn’t seem like an emergency especially since we don’t really need to do any of this.”
“Always thinking negatively, Montez”
“I have to Bolton or who knows what kind of mess we would be in by now.”
“I’ve got it. Let’s call this a fun emergency.”
“A what emergency?”
“A fun emergency. You need some fun to spice up your life. You are endangering of dying of boredom. If you think about it about I’m saving your life.”
“That has got to be the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Do you want to have fun?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Then trust me.”
“Why should I?”
“Because have I ever steered you wrong?’
“Now that you mention it.”
“Let’s go.”
It was Spring Break 2007. Troy and his best friend Gabriella Montez were determined to make this week, one to remember. They had even gone as far to make a list with the all the activities they wanted to do…together.
You see everyone else could clearly see there something more between Troy and Gabriella, that is everyone except Troy and Gabriella. They continued to deny anything more than a really close friendship.
Anyways, back to the story. Gabriella’s mom had to leave town for business, leaving Gabi under the care of the Bolton’s. That’s right Troy’s family. You see usually Gabi stayed with Taylor while her mother was away, but the McKessie’s were on a family vacation.
Usually the Bolton family would also leave town for spring break, but for some odd reason they didn’t this year. Call it whatever you will, but fate brought Troy and Gabriella together that week. This meant that Gabi was alone with Troy, well as alone as you could get with parents in the house.
Today was Monday, the first official day of Troyella Spring Break 2007. Troy’s parents had left earlier to go spend some “quality time” with each other. You know that means, right? No supervision for several hours. Now, get your mind out of the gutter. Troy and Gabriella are just friends, remember?
It was 10:30 and Gabriella was not up yet. So, Troy did what any best friend would do- jump on the bed until Gabi woke up. He quietly pushed open the door and snuck into the guest room. He tiptoed over to the bed, counted to three, and commenced his attack.
“Get up, sleepy head.”
“Go away, Troy.”
“I will do no such thing. We have lots of things to do. Times a wasting’”
“It should be illegal for a person to be this happy this early.”
“Early? Gabi, it’s almost 11:00.”
“So. It’s vacation. I’m entitled to sleep in.”
“You’ve already slept in enough”
“You can never get enough of sleeping in.”
“Gabi, get up. I’m bored and you promised to play with me, remember?”
“What are you, six?
“Five and a half get up!”
“I’m getting up, now leave so Gabi can make herself pretty.”
“Don’t forget to brush you teeth.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’m not sure anyone has every told you this, but your morning breath, totally disgusting.”
“Thanks for the info…I’m be sure to use it…never.”
“Bedhead is totally sexy.”
“Well, we all can’t wake up looking as perfect as you.”
“It’s good, the we are on the same page here.”
“Troy, if you don’t shut you mouth and go away, I will not be responsible for what I do to you. Now, LEAVE!”
“Touchy”
“Troy”
“Leaving”
TGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTGTG
“Finally.”
“What?”
“Gabi, you were in that bathroom for over two hours.”
“Sorry, Troy, but some of us have to work to look as pretty as you.”
“You think I’m pretty.”
“Ha, ha you’re so funny.”
“What, you don’t think it’s incredibly charming?”
“Troy, we have been over this. The only reason girls go out with you is because the feel sorry for you.”
“Ouch, you wound me, Montez”
“It’s one of my many talents, you know.”
“Wounding?”
“Exactly”
“You are so weird.”
“You love me anyways.”
“Yeah, uh, huh whatever.”
“So what is on the list of things to do today?”
“List? What list?”
“The Troyella Spring break 2007 list.”
“Oh, that list.”
“Uh, huh.”
“I lost it.”
“You what?”
“I lost it.”
“You what?”
“I lost it.”
“I’m going to kill you.”
“No, you are not.”
“Yes, I am.”
“No, you’re not because look what I have here.” Troy said holding up a sheet of paper.
“Jerk.”
“You love me anyways.”
“Yeah, uh, whatever.”
“So, Activity numero uno: Go to a fancy restaurant and stuff our faces with all the desserts on the menu.”
“I don’t remember writing that.”
“That’s because you didn’t, I did.”
“Always thinking with your stomach, Bolton.”
“I’m a growing boy.”
“Whatever you say. I just have one question.”
“Yes?”
“How are we going to pay for this little endeavor.”?
“I’m glad you asked that because it just so happens that I have a credit card right here.”
“Who would be dumb enough to give you a credit card?”
“My parents.”
“This I got to hear.”
“Well, Montez, my parents gave me this card for “emergencies.”
“That’s great, but paying for desserts doesn’t seem like an emergency especially since we don’t really need to do any of this.”
“Always thinking negatively, Montez”
“I have to Bolton or who knows what kind of mess we would be in by now.”
“I’ve got it. Let’s call this a fun emergency.”
“A what emergency?”
“A fun emergency. You need some fun to spice up your life. You are endangering of dying of boredom. If you think about it about I’m saving your life.”
“That has got to be the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Do you want to have fun?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Then trust me.”
“Why should I?”
“Because have I ever steered you wrong?’
“Now that you mention it.”
“Let’s go.”