Two Years Later

Chapter 1: Prolouge

Sequel to my first completed story, 'Dance and Basketball'!!! First chapter up!! Sorry if it's short!!!!!

Gabriella breathed in the Sacramento, California breeze. She sighed as Isabella and Zachary crawled right next to her, begging for her to pick them up.

"No, I'm waiting for the mail." Gabriella said. Isabella pushed out her lower lip. Great, she's using my own attack, on me Gabriella thought.

"Fine, but I'm not leaving until the mail comes." Gabriella gave in as she picked them up. She bounced them as a white truck started it's way down the road.

"Twuck!" Zachary said as he pointed to the vehicle.

"Yes, that's a truck…" Gabriella said. For being 2 ½ years old, they sure were smart, like her. Gabriella was now a doctor in training. Just what she always wanted to be. She was also an author as a side job.

"Bwirdy!!!" Isabella yelled as sparrows flew past.

"That's a sparrow Isabella." Gabriella said.

"Parrow?" Isabella said, trying to articulate her words carefully.

"Yes, a sparrow." Gabriella said. The mail man threw some letters in her mail box as they dashed to retrieve them. Bills, more bills, even more bills, ah, here we go! A letter from Troy and the gang! Gabriella thought. The letter was a bit heavy when she picked it up. She went inside to the kitchen and set the kids in high chairs. She gave them bananas and strawberries for a snack as she opened the letter. A note read,

Gabriella,

Here are some pictures of what's been going on here. I'm in the NBA, as you might already know-

"Typical Troy," Gabriella said as she continued reading.

And it's been great. Kelsi and Jason got married, and Zeke and Shar are getting married really soon, chance you might actually come to this one? Anyways, send some pictures of the kids, I really miss them.

Lots of Love,

Troy.

Gabriella smiled, she thought about going back. And just as she was about to make up her mind, Zachary threw some strawberries at Isabella.

"Zachary Alexander! You don't throw food."

"Sworry…"

"It's okay, don't do it again. You okay Isabella?"

"Yes!" she said as she ate the strawberry. She spit it out.

"Isabella!"

"It twasted wike Zachawy's hand." Isabella explained simply. This made Gabriella laugh so hard. She took out her camera and took some photos. She stuck them in an envelop and drooped them off with a friend that was going to the post office. She wondered when Troy would get the mail…

Troy opened his eyes. He ran out to his mailbox, hoping for a reply. Bill, bill, yes! A letter from Gabriella!!!! He thought. He ran inside. He was living alone now, and he was totally rich due to the fact that he is in the NBA. He opened the note, it read,

Hey Troy,

I'm probably coming back really soon. Back to stay. Isabella and Zachary are adorable. Zachary threw a strawberry at Isabella, and she tasted it after I scolded him, (No worrys, I don't hit them!), and she spat it out and said, "It tasted like Zacharys hand!" It was so funny!!!

I'm coming back soon, and I've enclosed some pictures of them and myself in our home, and the parks.

Lots of Love,

Gabriella.

He laughed as he saw the photos. Zachary and Isabella were covered head to toe with ice cream. Strawberries littered the floor at her house. She was coming back, sooner than she thought, as she said. She was right, Zachary and Isabella were adorable. She must have been taking good care of them. He sighed as he laid on his bed. She was coming home!