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"Oh wow." I traced my hand over the smooth surface of the dark brown crib and slightly smiled to myself. It was perfect. Better than the one I had actually picked out. As I looked into the crib I noticed the blankets where yellow and blue. There where small bears and a small orange basketball pillow, but the main thing that caught my eye was that my bear was in the center of it all.

As I reached in slowly to pick him up I noticed that the stains that once took over his body were gone. It's as if it was brand new. It even had a blight blue ribbon around his neck to match his dark brown fur color.

"It took me about three days to take them off." I looked up to see Troy leaning against my door frame. "Sharpay and James left for a ride downtown." I nodded and looked back at my bear and turned it around pulling him towards my body looking down at the crib. It amazes me that in a matter of two months I will have my baby boy right there in front of me sleeping. "Umm, I know it's not the crib you picked out but they said that something went wrong with the order and that they had like five in the back that they would give us forty percent off for the confusion because they knew we were suppose to get it today. So I picked this one. I thought you might like it." I stayed silent. Not because I hated it or I hated the fact that he didn't get me the one I wanted but because I was speechless. This crib was better than the one I had gotten I guess because he put all this extra stuff I wouldn't think in the right mind to get. "You do like it right?"

I turned around and hugged him with my bear in my hands. I hugged him as I smelled his scent; his natural scent. He never liked wearing cologne really. He never liked wearing it, he preferred his natural scent. The only time he ever really wore it was for a special occasion. I liked that. "Thank you." I said. "It's amazing. I love the bears and the cushion and blankets. You didn't have to buy all of this."

"I didn't." I looked up at him confused. "Mom and dad, they figured they should buy something for the baby." I smiled and nodded. "Listen I was wondering—"he got interrupted by his phone beeping. He grabbed it out of his pocket and opened it just to close it a few seconds later. "On second thought my mom wants to see you. They are in the house." As we made our way over there Troy casually grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers together. Yes I know what you are thinking.

Are we together or not? Well we've kissed twice, one sober and the other one, well not so sober. We have told each other 'I love you' –again- sober, not so sober and most importantly we are having a kid together, whether he knows it or not. So you still want an answer huh?

I know you are going to be mad either way you deserve to know.

Well, we're not together. I don't know why. It's all just complicated.

"Gabi, how are you doing?" Lizzie said as we walked up the porch steps letting go of Troy's hands to take Elizabeth in an embrace. She looked better than ever, and clearly happier than ever, with Jack by her side.

"I'm doing well. Getting bigger but I guess that's just part of the miracle in life." I said with a chuckle as Jack pulled me into a hug.

"Yes and that baby would be lucky to have a mother like you." He said kissing the top of my head. God, only if they knew they are going to be grandparents.

"Thank you, Jack. Troy it lucky to have parents like you." I glanced over at Troy who was leaning against the porch railing with his arms crossed. I noticed the way the wind slightly blew the top of his hair back. He looked like a god. "So, umm, Lizzie Troy said you wanted to see me."

"Yes. I will be right back." She got up from the railing and walked into the opened house as jack and I sat on the porch couch.

"So Gabi are you going to the Senior Prom?" Jack asked to cut the silence.

"No the doctor said I can be up to school and hang with friends but when it comes to big and active things like high school parties or anything like that I should be off my feet.

"Does that mean you won't make it to the championship game on Saturday?" Troy asked with a little desperation in his voice.

"Yeah, I'll make it. How can I miss a big game like that?" I said putting my hands on Jacks shoulder. "I won't be jumping up and down, going crazy like before but I will be in the stands. Don't worry." Just as a I finished my sentence Lizzie walked out and we all put our attention to her and the yellow envelope in her hands. "What you got there Liz?"

"Your pay." I stood up looking at her confused as I walked over and grabbed the envelope from her hands. "It's the money I would have owed your father. It's all in there with a couple more hundreds." I opened the envelope and saw a check in it. I didn't even bother to check the price because I didn't want it. I tried giving it back to her but she refused. "Gabs, it's yours. It would have been your father in your place right now taking it but since he is not here and you allowed me to have me two boys here with me right now, you deserve it."

"Lizzie, no, I wouldn't feel right taking it. I did it for you, my father and for your boys because they deserved to know who the father is. You guys needed to be safe."

"And we thank you dearly. Just take the three thousand please."

"Three-thousand? No Lizzie that's more than I know what my father would have charged for this. No I refuse to take it. Elizabeth it's too much." I tried to put the envelope back in her hands but she kept pulling away. "Really just keep it Liz. I did it because I wanted to and I wanted to put that man in jail."

"Gabi I would feel comfortable if you take it. Plus having a baby isn't cheap. You need formula, diapers, and the birth – "Lizzie stopped once she noticed her boyfriend and son were getting a bit uncomfortable. "Just take it Gabi. Jack and I really want you to take it, please." Knowing that I wasn't going to win I accepted the envelope and hugging Elizabeth. She was such a graceful person.

For the next hour we spent it talking about almost absolutely everything. We talked about the end of the school year and how everything was coming by so fast; so fast that I just wish that it would all slow down. My life as a teenager is all soon coming to an end, not only my high school life but just my life in general. I was no longer going to be Gabriella Montez high school graduate and teenager but Gabriella Montez high school teenage mother. It just freaked me out how not only my life will be changed but also another teenager's.

A blue eyed, chestnut haired teenager.

The same teenager that turned eighteen only nine months ago; his life was also changing and he didn't even know it. How will I ever tell him? How will I ever face the facts and have the guts to tell this guy that I'm truly falling for that he will be a father. He fathered a baby with a girl that he hated at first, a girl that lied to him to save his life and a one night stand.

How can anyone do that?

After talking about school and birthday's and my baby we began talking about a topic that was a true fairytale.

Jack and Elizabeth's Fairytale.

Apparently Jack was the school's jock – no shocker there- and Lizzie was part of the unpopular crowd. Now that was a surprise. As they told the story I noticed the way both their eyes twinkled and the way he looked at her when he told us about the first time they spoke.

It was like I was there.

"Why don't you go away?" Elizabeth Samuels said to Pete Aston. She was a beautiful seventeen year old senior. "I told you I don't want to dance with you." The natural sandy brown blond hair teenager was at one of the last senior parties of the year. She was a bit of an attitude girl but she wasn't one of the populars either. In fact the only reasons he was at this stupid party was because her best friend dragged her there, plus she had nothing better to do as well.

Elizabeth was standing by the stairs looking out to the dance floor when a drunk Pete Aston, captain of the football came up to her and grabbed her by the waist trying to get her to dance with him. Lizzie did everything she could to get him off her. "Pete. Your drink! Now get off!"

"Come one girl! I've never seen a body this fine." Clearly the beer talking as he moved his hands up her shirt.

"Stop, Pete! Pease!" she looked down trying to push his hand out but his hand quickly disappeared as he was pulled down to the floor. Lizzie looked up to see Jackson Bolton, captain of the basketball team standing over him with a chuckle and the slowly bent down over him, by now everyone in the room had there eye on the two captains.

"Wow, how selfish of you, Pete, forcing yourself on a girl just because you can't get action on your own." The eighteen year old brown haired boy slightly patted Pete on the cheek and said "When a girl says no she means no. Now go jack off in the restroom since we all know that you are clearly not getting any tonight." Jack stood up to see that the beautiful girl had left.

"Maria." Lizzie waked up to her best friend that was on the back of her boyfriend of four years Keith Montez out on the yard "Hey. I'm going to head home. Are you coming or are you going to stay?" she said looking from Keith back at Maria Palmero.

"No, I'm staying." She got off her boyfriend's back and took her friend a few feet away. "Umm, I lied to my mom and said we would be back at your house by eleven thirty. So can you like cover for me?" Lizzie nodded "Kay, don't wait up for me." Maria glanced at her boyfriend with loving eyes then back at her best friend.

"Okay I'll leave my window open, just slide it open." Lizzie hugged Maria and whispered "Use a condom." Maria pulled away and gasped pushing her friend playfully. "Okay later, oh and don't be too long either 'because my dad leaves for work at three." Maria got the memo and rushed back to her boyfriend and jumped on him.

"Wait. So that was the night my older sister was conceived?" I asked realizing what my father said to me about four months ago.

"Yeah, how did you know?" Awe, crap, there goes my cover.

"Heard stories." Changing the subject. "Huh so my mom was a wild child?"

"Yeah, pretty much. I mean I was too but your mom was just crazy." Huh, Interesting. This could work for me later on in life.

"Well anyways. I started walking home since Maria and I got a ride with your father that night." Lizzie said continuing with the story.

"That's when I saw her walking out the side gate through the window and decided to follow her…"

Jack didn't know what he was doing. He doesn't know her name or anything like that. Well besides the fact that the have Spanish class together. As he raced after her he tried to call her attention but she just wouldn't turn around. He has heard something about Elizabeth Samuels being a stubborn girl. When he finally reached her side he slowed down to her pace and asked "Hey are you okay?"

"Why is that the first thing everyone asks when something so small like that happens? Do I look like I have my guts coming out of my stomach? I'm fine." She said coldly not making a single eye contact to Jack as she shoved her hand in her pockets.

"Just trying to be nice." Jack said sticking his hands into his basket ball leather man's jacket.

"Well don't." Lizzie stopped and waited for Jack to turn around before saying "Look thank you for what you did back there but why are you here? You in the basketball team with your little cheerleaders cheering their tiny barley got anything asses for you, and I'm nothing. So why are you here?"

"Maybe I don't just want to be the tough captain of the basketball team that has little cheerleaders cheering their little barley got anything asses for me."

"Tiny." She said and began walking straight by him.

"What?" Jack asked confused catching up to her.

"You said 'their little asses'. They are tiny not little."

"What's the difference?"

"The difference is that little is just a bit bigger than tiny and surly they don't have that kind of asses." Jack chuckled at her explanation and looked at her. For some reason she seemed more beautiful now that she ever was. Maybe it was the bright moon that was shining on her.

"So you walking home?" he asked with a smile on his face. Lizzie just nodded taking a piece of her locks shoving it behind her ear. "I'll walk you."

After a few houses gone by in pure silence Elizabeth finally decided to get something off her chest, "I never said tough either." When Jack didn't reply because of the confusion he had she continued "You said 'I don't want to be the tough captain of the basket ball team'."

"So you don't think I'm tough?"

"And when she didn't reply I picked her up and swung her over my shoulder and ran to the park." Jack finished.

"I got in trouble because my dad just woke up when I got in but it was all worth it." Lizzie looked over at Jack and smiled the biggest smile I have seen on a person.

Now I know where Troy gets it from.

"Wow mom you were a feisty one." Troy said joking to his mother.

"That's what the Bolton men are attracted to." Jack said looking from me to him.

"I have to go it's getting late." I stood up with some help from Jack then hugged him and whispered, "You are a wonderful father Jackson Bolton."

"And you will wonderful mother Gabriella Montez." I pulled away from hug and looked towards Elizabeth.

"Thank you for everything Gabriella. Your dad would be so proud of you."

I smiled and hugged her tightly "I know he is, and he would be proud of your strength all these years." I pulled away and she pushed the front piece of my hair back easily since my hair was in its usual ponytail. I don't remember the last time I have let my hair down in its natural waves.

"Come on I'll walk you over." Troy said getting up from the railing and walked down the steps in front of me. I looked back and waved at them thanking Lizzie once again for the money.

As we reached the door my mother had pulled into the driveway and when she got face to face with us she asked Troy how her best friend was doing and how excited he must be for the game on Saturday then she walked inside saying her good-byes.

"Yeah, she's dating some guy she met at church last Sunday." I said rubbing my belly

"Oh well is he nice?" asked Troy.

"Yeah James and I got to meet him a couple days ago when he came over for dinner. Nice guy. He's divorced, has two kids; a boy and a girl. The boy is like twenty-one and has a fiancé and the girl is fourteen."

"Oh is he close with his kids?"

"Yeah, he has a load of pictures of them in his wallet." Troy nodded and then there was a silence. Well silence until I interrupted. "So what were you going to tell me before your mom called?"

"Oh, um, the day of your birthday you have a free period after lunch right?" I nodded holding my belly as I felt the baby shift from one side to another. "Want to go out to eat lunch?" Wow, did that bring a smile to my face. When I told him my answer I think I saw him jump a bit but one thing for sure he had the biggest smile. The same smile I saw this morning.

I laid there in my bed with just one thing on mind. Troy.

Troy Bolton.

A/N: Alright I know it's probably short but I had to get it out. I just had nothing else. Plus I'm kind of un-inspired with the whole Zanessa breakup. Hopefully they get back together. They just belong. Well now I'm doing a new thing. I need you guys to answer me a few things. 1. Who's your favorite character? 2. What do you think will happen next? 3. What's taking Gabby so long in telling Troy? Will she do it before the baby is born?