AN: Okay, so this story just popped into my head out of nowhere yesterday, and I just said 'I'm writing it anyways!' Just so you all know, Camp Rock and High School Musical never happened in this, so Shane isn't famous and Troy isn't, well, Troy. Yeah…please don't hurt me because this isn't a Troyella, please?

Disclaimer: I don't own HSM or Camp Rock.

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"Oh my god, I'm so sor-" Gabriella looked up at who she bumped into. Shane Gray. She openly rolled her eyes, then finished, "Actually I take that back. I'm not sorry."

"Well, good; because I don't need an apology from a nerd." Shane glared.

"Hey, Gray! You messing with my girl again?" Troy said, coming up from behind Gabriella, wrapping his arm around her waist. Gabriella looked uncomfortable from Shane's view. He had no clue why Gabriella was dating someone who had really bad anger issues. Well, other than by force.

"Relax, Bolton." Shane lowered his eyes. "Why don't you just let her defend herself? She's perfectly fine on her own." Gabriella bit her bottom lip. This wasn't going to go well. Today was her eighteenth birthday, and she had no intention of spending it watching her boyfriend fighting again.

"Well how about you defend yourself. Right now." Troy had let go of Gabriella and was just about to punch Shane, but Gabriella pushed Shane out of the way before he did, making Troy hit a locker. "What the hell?" Troy snapped, wiping off some of the blood on his hand. "Gabriella why are you helping him?" He just doesn't get it, does he? Gabriella thought

"Because, Troy, I am so sick of you always getting into fights! And Shane's right! I can defend myself! I don't need any help from you. You always have to solve all your problems with violence!" Gabriella yelled. Shane looked surprised, but he smirked at Troy to hide it. Just when Troy was about to say something back, Gabriella interrupted, "Why do you think your mom is in the hospital now?" At this point, a lot of kids were gathered around them, shocked, knowing that this was Gabriella speaking.

"I told you to stay out of that, Brie!" Troy gave her one of his death glares that were usually reserved for all the guys he's…you know. Gabriella stood her ground.

"My name is Gabriella. Oh, and by the way. In case you haven't noticed, we are over." Gabriella glared, picking up some of her books off of the floor, and walking away. Troy's hands turned into fists as everybody started to cheer for Gabriella, who was now walking to her car.

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"Gabby! Happy birthday!" Ms. Montez greeted when her daughter walked to their living room.

"Thanks mom." Gabriella faked smiled, plopping down on their love seat, flipping on the TV. Her mom just sat down next to her, taking the remote and turning the TV back off.

"Gabby, I have something really important to tell you, now that you're eighteen now. I would've told you this when you were younger, but you wouldn't understand." She looked nervous, but Gabriella sat up to listen.

"Just tell me, mom." Gabriella said, crossing her legs.

"Well, you know how your grandmother, aunts and I had to get an arranged marriage when we were just little toddlers, right?" Gabriella nodded, not sure where this was going. "Well, I guess I should tell you…when you were just three years old, your grandmother had forced me to put you through the same thing." She waited for Gabriella's reaction, but she stayed still. "Gabriella, you're married." Gabriella looked at her mom, searching her eyes to see if she was telling the truth. She shook her head, getting up.

"Who am I married to?" Gabriella said firmly, making her mother jump a little.

Her mom opened her mouth to say something, but someone had walked into the room.

"Ms. Montez? My mom told me to come over to talk to you," Shane said. Gabriella's eyes widened, looking at Shane, then her mom.

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"We have to what?!" Gabriella and Shane yelled at the same time. This time, they were all at Shane's house, talking with both their parents.

"Well, you're both eighteen, and we all agreed that you both live together once you've reached this age." Mrs. Gray stated.

"Shane, Gabriella has to be your responsibility, now that you know she's your-" Mr. Gray tried to hide his laughter, then Mrs. Gray hit him. "y-your wife." He finished, starting to laugh again. Shane and Gabriella looked at each other in disgust.

"Mom, you can't be serious, I don't want to sleep in the same room, or let alone the same bed as…" Gabriella looked at Shane. "That."

"Gabriella, we already agreed, you two are to live together here. I already have all your clothes in suitcases upstairs." Gabriella's mom explained.

Gabriella bit her lip. "Hand me a pillow." She said to Shane. "What?" "Just give me the damn pillow!" she said louder. He through a pillow at her and she shoved it into her face so she could scream.

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Shane smirked at Gabriella, who was walking over to their, yup, their bed. She rolled her eyes, getting under the covers next to him, annoyed. Shane smiled, putting his arm around Gabriella, pulling her closer.

"Hey, Gabs, since we know we're married, don't you want to get a little," Shane winked "birthday gift?"

"I don't want any 'gift' of any kind from you." Gabriella said, trying to move back, but Shane wouldn't let go.

"Aw, come on. We never did get to have a honeymoon," Shane teased, making a small smile appear on Gabriella's face. She decided to play along. She was, after all, a little tired of arguing with him. She got up and sat on top of him, smiling, and leaning down and whispered into his ear, "Not tonight, honey." She smirked at the look on his face. Gabriella was lying down on top of him, in a really…uncomfortable position.

Just then, his dad opened the door. "Oh, sorry, kids, forgot you two were married…" he laughed again, closing the door behind him.

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AN: Yeah…I had writer's block for that last part. xP, I'm a weirdo. So, should I continue? Please review, I had this story in my head for a long time and I'm not gonna stop writing it now. Oh, and don't worry peoples, I'll update 'It's Vegas, Babe' too.