Summary: They were partying. They were drunk. They were careless. She's pregnant. He's insecure. She's Gabriella Montez. He's Troy Bolton. They're in love.

8.05am, Monday morning, The Montez Household.

Gabriella stood in her bathroom, staring at the pregnancy test in her hand. Two bars…two bars…oh God.

'No…no, it can't be.' She whispered. 'God damn me!' Gabriella put a hand over her mouth the minute she said it.

Then she sighed. 'What am I gonna do?' she whispered. 'I can't believe I was so stupid.'

'Stupid, stupid, stupid.' She said, hitting her head. 'Ouch.'

She touched her stomach softly. 'Oh my God…'

'Okay, just breathe. Just…breathe.'

'Oh God I can't breathe…I'm going mad…what am I gonna do? I'm pregnant, I'm pregnant.' Gabriella grabbed the edge of the bathroom counter for support.

'I'll be fine. I'll be a great mother…I hope.'

'Oh who am I kidding? I'm a teenager! I can't be a mom! Oh God…' Gabriella put a hand on her forehead, feeling faint. She tripped towards the toilet and was sick, leaning over the bowl holding her stomach.

'And this is what I have to look forward to…'

Two weeks earlier, 8.56am, Monday morning, East High.

'Gabriella!' she pretended to not hear him, she just walked away as if nothing had happened.

'Gabriella!' Troy grabbed her arm from behind.

'Darn it.' Gabriella scrunched her fists and turned round to face him, smiling sweetly. 'Yes, Troy?'

'I'm sorry about last night. I didn't…I didn't mean for that to happen…' Troy whispered.

'I know, I know. It's okay.' Gabriella said, trying to walk away.

Troy frowned. 'I'm really sorry.' He grinned. 'Did you enjoy it though?' he said, trying to make light of the situation.

'I…I don't really remember it.' She lied. She remembered everything, from drinking the first shot to waking up the next morning.

Present time, 8.43am, Monday morning, East High.

'Are you alright? You look a little pale.' Troy said, running up to Gabriella, concerned.

'Yeah, yeah. I'm good. Just fine.' Gabriella started to walk away.

'Hey, where you going? You sure you're alright? You seriously don't look very well.' Troy put his hand on her forehead but she pulled away.

'I'm fine.' Gabriella repeated.

Troy was taken by surprise at her sharpness. 'O…kay.'

'Oh, I'm sorry. I'm just…really tired…really cranky…and I don't wanna do anything today.' Gabriella sighed. 'Not even school.'

'Who are you and what have you done with my Gabriella?!' Gabriella smiled slightly at the "my".

'Anyway I hope you feel better.' Troy leant forward and kissed her forehead, holding the back of her neck for support.

12:37pm, Monday afternoon, East High.

'You guys seen Gabi?' Troy said, as he sat down with his tray.

'Not since this morning. Why?' Chad said, opening his drink.

'She looked really ill.' Troy said, shrugging.

'Maybe she's pregnant.' Chad started laughing but Troy looked horrified.

Gabriella was standing behind Chad, looking ready to cry. Troy looked up at her, biting his lip. Gabriella ran off to the girls' bathroom.

Troy knocked his chair backwards. 'Well done, Chad.'

'Well, she's not pregnant, is she?'

'Of course not!'

Troy ran after, stopping at the girls' bathroom. 'Gabi! Gabi, open up.' He said, knocking.

Some random girl came out of the bathroom. 'You know you've made her cry.'

'I didn't. Is anyone else in there?'

'…Nope.'

Troy opened the door and knocked on the only cubicle that was locked. 'Gabi? Gabriella? Chad didn't mean it.'

He heard the door unlock and Gabriella came out with mascara running down her face. There were tears on the tips of her eyelashes. He used his thumb to wipe some away. 'Chad was just being stupid. He knows you're not pregnant.'

'But, Troy…'

'Seriously, it's okay.'

'But Troy…I am.'

Troy's eyes widened. 'W-what?'

'I'm pregnant.'

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