Author's Note: This is my first attempt at a Troyella fanfic, so I don't know how well it's going to go, but enjoy anyways!

Chapter One: Sunday Afternoons: Boyfriend Time

What did Gabriella Montez thought of Sunday afternoons?

Nothing but swinging on a wooden swing in the backyard of your boyfriend's house.

That's what she thought of Sunday afternoons.

"It'd be nice if we could do this everyday, swinging on this swing.." Troy Bolton stated, while Gabriella gave him a smile.

"We can't, but I agree with you." Gabriella replied, clutching on to the metal rope tightly so she wouldn't fall to the ground.

"Yeah, I'd miss basketball practice, and you'd miss Decathlon.."

"I'd miss Kelsi, Taylor, and Haylie.."

"Plus, I'm not really on good terms with your mother right now." Troy said, and Gabriella's smile faltered.

Mrs. Montez didn't excately prove of Gabriella dating Troy, because she thought he'd "lead her on" and cheat on her behind her back. But, Gabriella protested that Troy was one of the greatest boyfriends she had ever had.

"Well, you know my mother. Back then, she had a boyfriend who was a basketball player, and he did alot of mean things to her. That's why she doesn't trust you fully." Gabriella explained, placing her head on Troy's shoulder.

Troy kissed her on the top of her head. "I'd never do that to you. Does she think every jock is like that?"

"Most likely. But--"

A sound was heard, and Gabriella lifted her head from Troy's shoulder to see that her cellphone was ringing.

She picked it up, and pressed "send".

"Hello?" she asked.

"Gabby? Where are you? I excepted you to be home right now!" her mother's voice broke the silence of the sunny day.

"Mother, I'm--"

"Your at Troy's house, I assume?" she asked.

"Yes." Gabriella said quietly, while Troy frowned.

"Well, you better come home now. I'm making supper."

"Okay, mom...I'll be right there."

She pressed "end" and she clamped her phone shut, while giving Troy a sad smile.

"My mother wants me to go...so, I guess I'll go.."

She was about to get off when Troy took her hand, and pulled her back down on the swing, and kissed her cheek while she laughed.

"I'm serious, Troy!" Gabriella replied, and Troy pulled back, a grin appearing on his face.

"Really? I thought you were joking." he said, and Gabriella grinned when she got up.

"I'm not joking. I really need to go, otherwise, I won't be able to see you untill I'm thirty."

Troy looked at her.

"I can wait untill then." he stated, and Gabriella shook her head, smiling.

"Seeyou at school." she replied, and picked up her backpack. As she headed towards her car, she realized she couldn't have made this life of hers better.

She turned on the car, and suddenly, in a loud beat, a country song came on, and she almost burst out laughing. Of course! Haylie was switching gears with music, so she decided on country, which wasn't going over well with the guys, but Gabriella thought it was cute. Little miss country girl!

"Ain't that bit loud?" Troy asked, and Gabriella shook her head, turning the volume down.

"No. Before I got here, I was dropping off Haylie at her house."

Troy nodded.

"Ah, little miss country. How is Ryan taking it that his girlfriend is going country?"

"Oh, he's adjusting. He thinks it's cute, though."

Troy laughed.

"Well, okay. Because Ryan doesn't seem like a country boy to me."

Gabriella smirked, and pictured Ryan in overalls, and when she did, she burst out laughing.

Well, that must have been a very funny picture!

When she got home, she called, "Mom?"

"In the kitchen!"

Gabriella went into the kitchen, and saw her mother preparing supper, and she smiled.

"Did you have a good time studying at the library, Gabby?" she asked.

"Of course. I always do."

"And how is Troy?" she asked.

Dreamy as usual, but she didn't say that to her mother.

"Good." Gabriella stated, as she got out plates, glasses, and silverware.

"That's good."

As she walked out the door, Gabriella thought she saw her mother smirk, and that worried her for just one second.

What was her mother up to?