Disclaimer: I don't own HSM or HSM2 or any of the characters. Just the kids and the plot is mine. So's the name of the hotel (you get the point).

"You know what I'll say, Troy. If you think this is best, then go for it. But I don't think it is."

"I have to pursue my dreams, sweetheart. I want to pursue my dreams."

"Do what you think is best. I will not get involved in this. Like I said, if you think this is what's best, then do it."

"All right."

And with that Troy Bolton walked out of her life.

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Ten years later:

Gabriella Montez-Bolton awoke to the persistent beeping of her alarm clock. Groaning, she reached over and turned it off, then forced herself to get out of bed.

She walked down the hall, ringing the doorbells she'd installed on the doors last week twice before heading downstairs to make breakfast. It had become her habit to make breakfast in her pajamas, so that she didn't have to change.

As she set out cereal, bowls, spoons, and a carton of milk, she heard feet coming down the stairs which could only mean one thing: the kids were up.

"I wanted the blue bowl!"

"Give me that!"

"I want Lucky Charms!"

"Mom, do we have any more Cheerios?"

"No, Katie, we don't have any more Cheerios, sorry. You can't have Lucky Charms, Alex, you ate the last of those yesterday. All that's left is Chex. I'll go to the store today and get Cheerios but you know the Lucky Charms rule. Chris, here's your blue bowl. Anna, be nice to your sister," Gabriella rattled off as she set a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon onto the table. "And remember that eggs are Mom's favorite and you have to leave some for her."

She then reached into the pantry and pulled out a jar of peanut butter and a loaf of bread, and continued to the refrigerator to grab a jar of jelly. Setting both on the counter, she reached underneath and pulled out four lunchboxes, then turned around to grab a cutting board, knife, and plate.

"Packed lunches?" asked Anna. "Why can't we buy our lunch like other kids?"

"You know we don't have the money," explained Gabriella. "And you know the rule. If you want to earn some money, I will take you to get Red Cross certified but you can't babysit until you're twelve. And I don't earn enough money yet to give you allowances." Gabriella turned and made four peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, packed four Zip-Loc bags with chips and two cookies each, and handed them each a water bottle.

"Off you go, now," she told them. "The bus will be here in a couple of minutes."

They all turned and made a dash for the stairs, arguing about who got the bathroom first and that the girls shouldn't get more than five minutes because they did their hair that morning. Gabriella smiled. Quadruplets were a handful, but she loved them.

Gabriella cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. She didn't need to be at work until noon, for the afternoon reception shift. So she turned on the dishwasher and headed to the laundry room.

Around noon she left for the hotel that she worked at, dressed in a smart navy suit with a white shirt underneath. She wore her curly dark brown hair up in a bun, and her nametag in the breast-pocket of her suit.

Yeah, I know it's short. lol
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