"This isn't fair, Troy. They promised." Gabriella sobbed on to Troy's shoulder. Due to her mother's occupation as a pharmaceutical representative, they were moving to Alabama.
"Don't worry Gabriella, we'll make this work." Troy stroked her long brown curls and held her tightly. "It'll be okay,"
"But long-distance relationships never work out." she sighed and wiped her tears. "What if we never work out?"
"Gabriella!" Anna Montez, Gabriella's mother, called. "It's time to go!"
Troy hugged Gabriella, "Remember, it'll be okay." He kissed her and waved as Gabriella sadly made her way to her mother's car. She stepped into the black Mercedes and strapped herself in. She looked out the window and waved at Troy.
"Are you ready to go, honey?" Anna asked, placing a gentle hand on her daughter's shoulder.
Gabriella pushed her mom's hand off and grumbled, "Yeah." The car slowly took off and pulled out of the driveway, the moving truck closely following. She turned around one last time and saw Troy standing on the porch of her now ex-house. "Good bye, Troy." she whispered as she let tears escape from her brown eyes.
"Maybe a new environment will be good for you." Anna suggested.
"Mom! Here I am, dealing with high school, growing up, teen angst, body issues, and everything! I'm already unhappy! A new environment is the last thing I need!" Gabriella panted heavily and closed her eyes.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I know this is hard, but part of life is letting go and moving on."
"But I don't want to move on, Mom! I liked our life in Albuquerque! You like moving, it means you get a promotion! Moving is all about you! It's my life too!" she yelled.
"Gabriella Jaden Montez, do not talk to me in that tone! You know I only choose what's best for you!"
"What's best for me? First, you pull me away from my first real friend when we were living in Texas! Then, we leave behind our dog in Missouri because our new apartment complex doesn't allow them! Then, we leave New York when Dad died, and I move to San Diego with you! Then, when I finally start making friends, we move to Albuquerque! Finally, when I'm happy, have great friends, and the perfect boyfriend, you take it all away from me, again!" cried Gabriella. "Mom, I don't think I can live this way. I need to stay in one place."
"Don't worry honey, we'll stay in Alabama for good." said her mother.
"But I don't want to stay in Alabama; I want to stay in New Mexico." Gabriella looked out the window to the cloudy scene before her.
"Well you're just going to have to deal with it."
After an hour of driving, Gabriella flinched and covered her mouth. "Mom, I'm not feeling so well."
"Oh honey, are you car sick?" Anna asked, quickly glancing at her daughter.
"Probably, can we make a stop?"
"Gabriella, we're going to reach the airport in half an hour." her mom explained.
"Mom!" Gabriella cried, clenching her hands over her stomach.
"Okay, okay." said Anna, approaching the nearest exit.
"How are you feeling, Gabby?" asked Anna as the two got on to the plane.
"Right now, I'm okay. But I'll probably feel worse when we're in the air." informed Gabriella.
"I'll make an appointment with your new doctor once we get settled in our new home."
Gabriella whimpered and placed her hands tightly over her stomach. What was wrong with her? She remembered having sex with Troy the week before. It was supposed to be a way of saying good bye. What if I'm…pregnant? she thought. No, that's not true, I can't be pregnant. I'm only sixteen. She shook off her worries and continued moping.
"Mom, this is not fair. I miss Troy so much." Gabriella hung her head down in despair.
"I know you do honey, I'm sure it will work out. You can call him everyday, you can write to him, you can e-mail him, and you can even fly out and visit him on breaks. And, when you're eighteen, you can move back out there and see him." Anna rubbed her daughter's back.
"Okay Miss Montez, are you ready for your test results?" Dr. Payne asked.
Gabriella gulped, "Yes doctor," She looked at her mother uneasily.
"I'm just going to say this nice and easy, Gabriella…you're pregnant."
Anna and Gabriella's mouths hung open. "What? No, that can't be right, doctor. You see, Gabriella is only sixteen years old. There is no way that she could be…pregnant."
Dr. Payne shook her head, "I'm sorry to break it to you, but Gabriella is pregnant."
"No, Mom…I can't do this! I can't have a baby! Mom, please tell me I don't have to do this." cried Gabriella, tugging on to her mom's shoulder.
"Dr. Payne, this has got to be a mistake. I-I know that my daughter is not pregnant." Anna said reassuringly.
"I have to puke!" whined Gabriella, running to the nearest bathroom.
Two Years Later
"Let's see…Huggies or Pampers," Gabriella muttered to herself as little Alexis Montez sipped her apple juice.
"Huggies!" squealed Alexis.
"You want Huggies?" asked Gabriella, tickling her two year old daughter. Alexis nodded proudly. "Huggies it is, then." Gabriella looked at her daughter and smiled, she looked exactly like her except for her striking blue eyes. Those two eyes reminded Gabriella so much of Alexis's father. As Gabriella gazed into those tiny eyes, she didn't notice the man in front of her cart. Instantly, she knocked the man down.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Gabriella cried, running over to help the man up.
"It's o—" the man stopped mid-sentence when his eyes met Gabriella's. "Gabriella?" he asked.
"Hi Troy," she replied, "Long time, no see, huh?" When she first moved to Alabama, she and Troy called each other every night. After a while, things fell apart and they haven't talked since.
"What are you doing in Albuquerque?" he asked in utter shock.
"Well, my mom's company transferred her back to Albuquerque, and I got a full scholarship to UNM so, why not?" she giggled as she placed Alexis in the little cart seat.
"So um, is this your…daughter?" Troy asked nervously.
"Yeah, her name is…Alexis Isabella."
"She looks just like you. How old is she?" he questioned.
"My little girl is twenty-seven months." she explained.
"Oh," muttered Troy. It looked like he was thinking hard.
"She's two years old, Troy." Gabriella chuckled. "Are you going to go to UNM?"
"Yeah, I got a full ride basketball scholarship."
"That's great, we'll be going to school together! So, have you been in Albuquerque all this time?" asked Gabriella.
Troy couldn't take his thoughts off Gabriella having a daughter. Who is her father? He must be really special to Gabriella since they had a baby at such a young age, he thought.
"Troy! Troy!" she snapped, trying to get his attention.
"Huh?" asked Troy, snapping out of his thoughts. "What did you say?"
"Have you been in Albuquerque all this time?" Gabriella inquired again.
"Actually, yeah, most of my life has been the same. I'm in a social slump, I can't seem to build a relationship with anyone." he confessed.
"Aw, that's too bad. I'm sure you'll find someone." she replied.
"Yeah, I hope so." Troy whispered sadly. Gabriella smiled faintly, she wanted to be with Troy again, but she was dating Walter.
"Mom, you'll never guess who I bumped into at the grocery store today!" exclaimed Gabriella, running into her apartment.
"Who, honey?" Anna asked, as she was chopping lettuce for the night's dinner.
"Troy Bolton,"
Anna dropped her knife, thank God she was wearing shoes. "Troy Bolton…as in Alexis's father?" Gabriella nodded excitedly.
"D-Did you tell him?" Anna asked anxiously.
Gabriella chuckled, "Tell him what?"
Anna put her hands on her hips, "Did you tell him about Alexis?"
"Oh, yeah I did! I told him that she was my daughter." answered Gabriella.
Anna rolled her eyes, "No, sweetheart! Did you tell him that Alexis was his daughter too?"
Gabriella's eyes widened, "No," she replied quietly. She had been so caught up in meeting him again that she completely forgot about telling him.
"Gabriella, don't you think he deserves to know about his daughter?"
"How do you think he will take it? I mean, I can't just go up to him and say, 'Hey Troy, Alexis is your daughter!'"
"Honey, you have to tell him sometimes. Alexis needs a father." Anna said quietly.
"She has Walter. He's a great parent to her." countered Gabriella.
"Gabriella, I really don't approve of you dating that twenty-two year old bag." explained her mother.
"Mom! Walter is a kind, sweet, sensitive man. He is a great example for Alexis!"
"Yeah, if you want her to grow up to be a lazy couch potato." Anna sighed and placed Alexis in her high chair.
"Mother!" Gabriella laughed.
A/N: Yes, I know, this sucks. I also know that this concept has been used many times before. But I'm co-writing this with my sister so I thought I'd give it a try. If you liked it, please review. No flames!