Realize: By Ampy009

Chapter One: Emergency

Gabriella's Perspective:

"Zac, I love you." I gazed into his eyes, only to notice that they were even more romantic than before. I just can't hold back. I leaned in, and kissed him. We slowly pulled away; smiling. "I love you, Gabby. You've always been there for me." "That's my job." He laughed at that. "Let's sneak out tonight." I gave him the puppy-dog face, and as usual, he fell for it. "If we must..." I interrupted him. "YAY!" It was 8:00 pm.

"Now what's in it for me?" He smiled, and I knew what my answer would be.

"Well, maybe we could plan what you've been wanting to." With that, he grinned, and he knew what I meant. I love him with all of my heart, and I'll never give up on him.

"Well, we might as well leave now." We walked outside, onto the street, and hopped into his car.

"You know, I have this feeling that we shouldn't go tonight. It's just this strange feeling..."

"You promised me. We have to go! Sharpay is having a bonfire tonight, and we're actually invited to this one. It's the senior party of the year."

"And you're saying that popularity is more important than your own safety? I'm doing this because I love you."

"You're so ready to be a Dad."

"Why, were you thinking about me becoming a parent sometime soon?" We both grinned at his twist of my words. I had actually been thinking about it, but I wasn't about to tell him that.

"Hello? Earth to Gabriella?"

"Sorry. I was just... Thinking. Let's just go to the bonfire."

"Okay." Troy started the car, and we drove off. We got to the corner, when a red truck was slowly coming toward us. It had started to rain about 15 minutes before we reached this section. Troy slid onto the sidewalk, right next to the grass. The car wouldn't stop, so he had to think quick. He opened my door, and jumped with me. He picked me up bridal style, and put his legs against his door. He pushed off of his door, and flew out with me. He twisted his body so that he would be on bottom, and I would feel less pain. His shirt had caught onto my open door, and had ripped. This was probably a good thing, because it was then that I realized that his chest was bursting out blood. Oh, hell. I put my hand on my pocket. My cell phone was in the glove compartment. I looked at the car, which was still sliding, and watched it burst into flames as the truck hit it. The driver had a baby in the backseat. I ran over to the car, fighting my way through the flames. I suddenly remembered that this was how I lost my parents. I climbed through the door, and picked up the baby. I pulled him out of his seat, and ran with him toward Troy. I assumed that Troy was okay now, because he was slightly standing up.

"So, Gabby. What are we gonna name her?"