"Gabby, I know you are upset but you need to give Ben a chance." My mother spoke harshly to me.

"I don't need to give anyone a chance. Especially someone who thinks he can take the place of my father." I shouted back.

"Gabby…" My mother trailed off as I began to shout.

"No! Didn't you ever realize that I might still be hurting? Mom, we've only lived in Albuquerque for a couple of months. Dad hasn't even been dead for a year and you have already moved on. You are engaged to a man who yells at me and calls me a whore and the only thing you do is laugh and say 'Oh Ben you're such a comedian'. What happens when this so called comedian hurts you, will we move again? Because I'm happy here." I yelled.

"Gabriella! How dare you think that I don't care about you, because I do."

"If you care so much you would stand up for me when Ben calls me things and you'd understand why I don't want another father. You would also understand the fact that I do not under any circumstances want Ben to adopt me like you want him to. He is not my father and I wish you would take your mind away from your selfish thoughts and realize what a bitch you've become!" I screamed.

It didn't take her long before she slapped me. At first I stared in shock, then I thought I deserved it, then I realized I was completely right, and I didn't need to stand around and wait for her approval.

She glared at me from her spot in the kitchen; I turned immediately on my heel and raced out the front door. I had barely made it down the driveway when it started to pour.

"Dear God, why me? Shit!" I screamed as I ran. I didn't know where I was going but I knew that as soon as I stopped running I'd be there. Life has a way of doing that to you, giving you a reason to run just so you could get somewhere else.

I turned the corner and shrieked in surprise as I bumped into someone. I looked up and saw these stunning blue eyes.

"Gabby, what's the matter?" Troy asked as he helped me up.

"Nothing." I spoke coldly before taking off again. Everything started to sink in. My mother's words, Ben, Troy. I collapsed on the ground in a huge puddle. Now I was sopping, sobbing, and sorry. What was I doing? Sure I was angry at my mother but I had always had a logical plan. This was the first time in my life that I felt and looked completely and hopelessly helpless.

I continued to sob as the rain continued to pour. I was wet and cold and I had no idea where to go. Soon I heard the sounds of running feet.

"You….. Are….. One….. Fast….. Girl." Troy said as he reached me out of breath.

"What do you want?" I asked him. I was a wreck and totally not in the mood to talk to him, before I knew it though I was sobbing hysterically.

"Oh Gabriella." Troy sat down on the sidewalk and pulled me into his lap. He continued to hold me as I continued to cry. Soon enough we were both wet.

It became quiet with the only sound coming from the pounding rain. Troy's hands ran through my damp curls. I spoke suddenly.

"Are you my angel Troy?" I asked and I watched his face come first from shock at the question and then a small smile appeared.

"No, you're mine." He whispered in my ear. I smiled and he pulled me into an earth shattering kiss. The rain came down harder and a crash of thunder was heard but we wouldn't have it any other way. I might be in the worst fight with my mom, but I do know that with Troy around, I can work out anything.

Troy Bolton and I shared our first kiss April 21st, 2006 in the pouring rain. Now that's what I call a happy ending.