Umm, sorry? Haha. I know I say it a lot.

As you all have known it's been…months since I've updated this. I even missed the one year anniversary! But I have good reasons. If you've been following my bio, you would know why. ;)

So. I was thinking of rewriting this and TMG completely. But, a friend of mine gave me a new perspective of it all. Therefore, I'll continue this, and leave it as is. Though. I might rewrite this chapter. I wrote half of it during my 'I-Hate-My-Writing-Mood', and I haven't edited this yet.

Umm. The sneak peaks are slightly twisted around. Haha. Anyway, this is the last chapter of Who's That Girl. Just so you guys are aware. And…that's it. I'll stop rambling now. :)

Enjoy.

Who's That Girl

Chapter 25- Starting Over

Nobody's POV-

"Maybe, Danny. We'll see." Troy told him. Maybe, possibly, he'd try again. For Daniel's sake.

Daniel smiled contently at his brother's answer, as he laid back on the bed.

"Sounds like a great plan."

--

"What the fuck?" He muttered under his breath. The attempt was futile once he saw her roll her eyes.

"I'm not here to manipulate you." She replied, taking another step towards him. She hesitantly took a seat beside the seething boy. Just as she opened her mouth to speak, he had beaten her to it.

"What are you here for then?"

She opened her mouth to respond. "You-"

"Me?" He exclaimed in disbelief. "I already told you! I don't want to see you anymore."

Melanie sighed in aggravation. This was clearly going nowhere. "I-"

"Seriously, just get away from me."

She huffed, and abruptly stood up, putting on her best glare.

"Look. I didn't want to come here on my own." She began. "So shut your big mouth up and listen."

"I'm not sorry for what I did." She growled, flipping him off when he was about to interrupt her again.

"Shut. It."

He nodded, and back away, sensing the intense anger in her tone.

"You were mine, and Gabriella was taking you away from me. On purpose or not, whatever." Melanie dismissed, shaking her hand. "She was my competition, so I eliminated her from the picture."

She shook her head furiously at the stubborn boy. "I swear, Troy. Try to interrupt me again, and I'll go grab Stacy and we'll personally castrate you and pass it off as an amputation." She smirked once she saw he gulp, finally closing his mouth.

"I caused her pain, and drove her towards depression. I made you and your friends turn on her with my amazing persuading skills." She flaunted, shrugging.

He tried to retort, but stopped at the last minute seeing her imitate a knife cutting her throat with her hand. "I mean it Bolton. Open that damn mouth of yours again, and you won't have any children in the future." She smirked when he backed off.

"I was happy with the result, believe me I was and still am." She said, smugly. "I now know that I can have anything I want."

Melanie laughed, thinking how amazing she was to be doing this for someone she hated. "But with everything, I still want more." She paused.

"One more thing to be precise." She held up one finger. "I want you-"

"I don't fucking care if I'm not a man tomorrow." He muttered to himself, as he stood up, hovering over her for once. "Get this through your thick skull, Melanie; I don't want you back now." Troy growled out. "And I never will. You're cold-hearted, a bitch, stupid, fake all around-" He stopped ranting once he felt a slap to his head and nails raking and digging heavily across his skin.

"I swear, Bolton you better learn how to sleep with your eyes open." She warned. "You didn't fucking let me finish!"

He winced at the shrillness of her voice, and as he felt the scratches she had made, take their full effect.

"I want you…to stop being such a pussy and to go to the Peanut Diner tomorrow at noon." He looked at her in surprise and confusion.

"What?" She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I seriously mean it. If you don't do it, and I find out, I will personally hunt you down, and make you get plastic surgery to become a woman." She threatened. "You know what I am capable of."

He didn't believe her for a second, but after seeing her serious face, and remembering what she had accomplished in the last month, he obliged.

"Fine, I'll go." Troy replied reluctantly.

She grinned evilly at him. "Good boy."

And with that, she sauntered off, leaving him in a confused and angry mess.

--

The dirty blonde haired boy walked slowly, down the parking lot, wondering what stupid scheme he was a part of now. He opened the door, and walked inside, looking around in question once he saw that the entire establishment was empty. He was just about to turn around and walk away, damning whatever consequences he would receive from Melanie, when his breath caught in his throat at the person in front of him.

"Gabriella?" He breathed in disbelief.

She jumped slightly, before turning around and smiling softly at him. "Hi Troy."

"What are you doing here?"

"Long story." She answered after a small pause, "Would you like to walk with me? We kind of have a lot to talk about."

He nodded his head. "We definitely do."

"Come on."

--

"Come in, Doug." She told him warmly, before turning to Melanie. "You too." She added hesitantly.

As the five of them walked into the living room, they were all met by a variety of facial expressions.

"What's she doing here?" Taylor spat, looking wearily at Melanie.

Doug stepped in front of her. "Now, now. Before you guys kill her, listen."

As he and the rest began to talk, Taylor sat to the side, the gears in her head spinning, turning, and putting every piece of the puzzle together.

"It all makes sense!" She exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

She grinned as she shook her head at Doug. "You are so sneaky, you know that?" Doug shrugged and laughed.

"Thanks, Tay."

"So, what happened?" Cameron questioned in confusion, voicing everyone's thoughts.

"Can I tell it?" Taylor asked, as Doug nodded and shrugged. "Sure."

She grinned, as she told what had happened, hitting every detail right on the dot. Her IQ wasn't high for nothing. By the time Taylor had finished the story, everyone had had shocked faces detailed onto their faces. All excluding Doug, Melanie, and Gabriella that is.

"You were a double all this time?" Cameron asked slowly. "You were the one who helped Gabriella, and ultimately saved her and my uncle?"

"Pretty much."

"How though? You crashed into Nathan's car!" Chad accused, as Zeke nodded in agreement. "And you almost killed Gabriella!"

Doug sighed and nodded. "Yes to both accusations, but I did leave both of the Montezes ways out."

"He didn't kill Nathan like he was supposed to." Taylor added in. "And he loosened the ropes that held Gabriella together."

Melanie's jaw dropped open in shock and anger. "What the fuck, Mark!"

Doug shook his head. "Not now."

"You still hurt them though." Sharpay stated, glaring at him.

"But guys, think about it this way; what if Melanie had hired some other guy?"

Suddenly, the room was dead silent, as everyone reveled in what Taylor had just pointed out. She was right once again. What would have happened if Melanie had hired another person to assassinate Gabriella or Nathan? No one wanted to think that negatively.

Ryan shook his head in defeat. "Could you at least tell us just one thing?" Doug nodded.

"What thing is that?"

"Why?"

"Why did you do everything you did?" He elaborated, after seeing the look of confusion on his face.

"Claire and Joyce." Cameron answered for him, finally understanding the entire situation.

Kelsi raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"My wife and daughter." He answered. "Her father had left behind an enormous amount of debts. What else could I do?" He asked rhetorically. "Just ignore them and let my family get hurt?"

And midst of the discussion and dead silence, no one had noticed the blonde and brunette that had left already.

--

"Why are you following me up to my room?" Gabriella asked, not turning to the blonde behind her.

Melanie shrugged. "No reason. Why, is it bothering you, Bitch?"

"Nope."

The blonde watched Gabriella sit at her desk in confusion, as she typed away on her computer.

"Stop ignoring me!"

"I'm not. I'm just not talking to you, or acknowledging you." She answered, continuing her work.

Melanie threw her hands out in anger. "I don't get this!"

"Get what?"

"Why the hell aren't you bitching at me?!"

"I got over it." The blonde rolled her eyes.

"Sure. You're still hung up over this situation. You're just pretending to not care. Nice."

She glared at the girl before her, when she didn't receive a response.

"See? You're doing it right now." Melanie rolled her eyes when Gabriella still hadn't responded.

"You wanna know why it was easy for me to get Troy and those imbeciles away from you?"

Melanie smirked at Gabriella's slight flinch. "It's because you're stupid." She continued.

"What?"

"You heard me. Every fucking time there's danger on the horizon for you, you get scared. You run away, or you ignore it."

The brunette turned around completely and raised an eyebrow at her. "I didn't ignore you. Don't you remember the nose job?"

She snorted. "I hardly call that not ignoring me. You should've, no, could've done more than that."

"Do you not remember when I first cussed at you?" She asked, when Gabriella turned her back to her. "You did nothing. I ran a sob story to Troy, you seethed and left." She spat. "I ran a sob story about the nose thing to Afrohead and Co, and you got slapped. Then what'd you do? You ran." Melanie scoffed. "Hell, every other thing I did to you, ended up with you leaving in anger."

"I still hit-"

Melanie cut her off, turning her around, and grabbing both her wrists. "Then what about these?"

"You fucking cut yourself to take out all of your anger. You wanted to die." She shook her head, and let go of Gabriella's wrists. "If I were you, I would've gotten revenge with or without those dumbasses you call friends."

"But what did you do? You took it all out on yourself. Just because you were that vulnerable, and weak."

Gabriella gulped, taking in what Melanie had said. Had she been the dumb and scared one? Was she the one who caused her own downfall?

"Why are you telling me all this?" She asked quietly, staring disgustedly at her own wrists.

"Because. You need a fucking wake up call." She scolded. "No one's going to make things happen for you. You have to get off your fat ass, and do something about it." She spat."But. I will help you do one thing."

Gabriella looked up in surprise. "And what's that?"

"I'm going to help you get Troy back." The brunette raised an eyebrow.

Melanie rolled her eyes. "Don't fucking think we're best friends, or I'm on your side now. I'm just doing this because Mark, Doug, whatever, is making me."

"I don't know if I should be thankful or frightened." Gabriella muttered under her breath.

The blonde glared at her. "Shut up. Now. Do you really want him back?" Gabriella sighed, and eventually nodded.

"Then why don't you chase after him for once?"

"Look. I have a plan," Melanie sighed, after receiving no response from Gabriella. "You know what you want to say to him?"

"Not really."

Melanie took a look at the clock on the wall. "Tough luck. You're gonna see him tomorrow."

"What the heck? How is that-" With that, the blonde had left the room.

--

"Brie-"

"Troy-"

They smiled sheepishly at each other. Troy shrugged and rubbed the back of his head nervously.

"You can go first," He offered. "Really." He assured her after seeing her hesitation.

Gabriella nodded. "Okay. Well, where do I start?" She asked rhetorically.

"Umm. I guess I want to say…I'm sorry." He raised an eyebrow.

"You're saying sorry to me?" She nodded. "I'm the one at fault here."

She shook her head. "No. I am basically. I thought about what you said the other day," She paused. "And you were right. I didn't want us to be together."

"Just listen, Troy." She cut in, after seeing his look of hurt and confusion.

"I didn't want us to be together because I didn't want to ruin the life-long friendship we have…or had." She smiled and laughed sadly.

"As cliché as that sounds, it's true."

"I know it was a stupid reason, but it's just how I felt." She sighed. "What you and I have together is…simply indescribable. And honestly? I was really shocked when one single person broke it so easily." She closed her eyes.

"When Melanie came along, I just started doubting things. I didn't know what to think. I hated how our bond was broken up by lies."

"But we can still build it up again, right?"

She smiled, realizing that he understood her. That she didn't have to explain herself entirely like she'd thought she had. Their relationship was still the same, it had just been hiding for a while, and now it's back full force. Most importantly, that he still knew her, and she still knew him.

"Yeah. Which is why I'm hoping for us to start over?" She proposed.

He raised an eyebrow. "How come?"

"I just think this way would be better." She sighed. "And hopefully in doing this, we'll become even stronger."

He was silent for a moment. "Do we have to start over completely?"

"Mostly." She answered, smiling sheepishly. "I don't think I can handle not having you in my life any longer." He chuckled in agreement.

"Will we eventually be able give a shot at being an 'us'?" She nodded, and he grinned in response.

"I promise you we'll eventually conquer the maze." Gabriella said after a small silence, remembering his words at the hospital. "You won't be the only one fighting this time." She assured him, as he embraced her tightly.

"Then let's start over."

Was that confusing or what?

Haha. I know it wasn't my best. But as I said, part of it was written during a bad time. What do you guys think? I bet there are a million loose ends I didn't tie. But I felt that this was a great place to end it at.

Reviews? Yes please.

-Ilyilyx3.

P.S. There might, possibly, be an epilogue. I've been thinking of not posting one. But we'll see. As for now, this'll stay incomplete. ;)