Ryan and Emily: Jessica and Ethan – both 4 and a half
Sharpay and Zeke: Damien – 3 years old
Jason and Kelsi: Mark and Aaron – 10 years old and 2 years old
Taylor and Chad: Matthew – 13 months old
This chapter is mainly about additions to the families and then at the end maybe a brief paragraph or two about the children as the main story begins in their teenage years.
Katie and Damien had recently celebrated their birthdays with a joint garden party. It was an excuse to get out in the garden and turn the music up and for them to act like kids again. Seven children between eight people were manageable but they all knew that they wanted more. Chad had said several times that he wanted a whole basketball team. This was another of his famous comments that he delivered while his wife was seriously pregnant.
Gabriella's POV
I had woken up really late on Saturday morning. Last Sunday had been Katie's 5th Birthday party, and I had been tired ever since. I had a late night on Sunday and early mornings on week. And now I had finally caught up. Today was what we like to call Daddy Daughter day. It meant that Troy took Katie anywhere she wanted for the whole day to spend time with her and give me a break. He had been doing it once a month ever since she could walk.
I got up at about ten and took a long shower. Suddenly I felt dizzy and nauseous. I just about made it to the toilet before I brought up all my food from the night before. It lasted for about 5 minutes. I jumped back in the shower to freshen myself up a bit more and decided to get ready. I still felt dizzy but hoped it would pass. I had things to do today. I got into my car and drove to our local grocery store. I was on the final aisle, which was where the toiletries. Shampoo, Conditioner, toilet rolls…pregnancy test? Should I get one? It sounded stupid at the time but it also made sense. We had been disappointed with the results three times in the last year.
"Hey Mrs. Bolton!! Whatcha doing?" A pupil of Gabriella's was calling her. I dropped the box in my hand into the trolley and spun round hoping no one had noticed what I was going to buy.
"Hi Alexis, I'd love to stay and chat but I have to get home and get dinner ready," I turned to walk away.
"Can I just ask one thing? Do you really have a daughter?" The inquisitive teen asked.
"Erm…yes. Her names Katie, she was 5 last week. Why?"
"It's just that there was a rumour going around that you were married with a kid and we all know that you have a thing for Coach Bolton. It's so weird you have the same name as well. But he should know better you're a married woman!!" Alexis cried out. She wasn't brightest student that I had ever had but not all of them actually knew that Troy and me were married.
"Alexis sweetie, me and Tr-, Coach Bolton, are married…to each other." Alexis nodded in understanding and waved her goodbyes.
I drove home as fast as I could. I dumped the groceries and ran to the bathroom, I was excited to find out the results. Blue was positive. Pink negative. It was blue. As blue as the eyes of my husband. I couldn't build my hopes up just to let them be torn down again in a couple of week's time. I drove down to the hospital to get a doctors opinion.
Troy's POV
"Do you want to get an ice cream Kitkat?" I loved giving my little girl nicknames. She was one of the most important girls in my life and I'd do anything for her.
"Pwease daddy." Even though she was five she was having trouble with her speech. Mainly pronouncing her R's. But it was the most adorable thing ever. We had been at the zoo since 9am this morning. Gabby hadn't slept too well all week so I left her in bed, hoping that she woke up before noon. Daddy Daughter was one of my favorite days in every month. I loved spending time with my Kitkat and spoiling her like the princess she is. Gabriella would never let me do that if she was here.
"Can I 'ave stwawbelly daddy," I chuckled everytime she spoke.
"You can have whatever you like angel." After she had finished her homework I held her sticky hand as we walked into the gift shop. Her eyes went wide as she saw all the stuffed animals that surrounded her. She immediately ran over to the monkeys and picked out a black one with tan coloured hands. She held it up so I could see.
"Daddy! Me wants this twone!!" She gave me her mothers famous puppy dog eyes.
"Fine! You have to stop watching Mummy pull those faces. You've got daddy wrapped around your pinkie havn't you?"
She wasn't listening anymore, she had already wandered over to the till and was trying to pay with the fake credit card she had gotten off Sharpay for her birthday. It was out of her bank playset. I ran over before she walked out of the shop with her teddy. We went out for dinner and then we went home. Katie fell asleep in the back of the car hugging the money that she had called Bananas.
We pulled up at the house at about 8 pm. I gently lifted Katie carefully out of her car seat and carried her into the house. Gabby met me at the door and took the bag that I held out for her to take. I put Katie to be bed and entered the living room where Gabriella was sat. There was a couple of scented candles around the room and the lights were turned down low. This was how Gabby liked to relax and have time to her self. She had put the dessert onto two plates and was curled up on the coach, slowly devouring hers. I watched her watch the television. Next thing I knew she was facing me with a silver gift bag in her hand, with a huge grin on her face.
"Here," she thrust the bag at me.
"What's this for?" I asked.
"Open it and you'll see."
I opened the bag and peered inside, there was some sort of white fabric laying at the bottom of the bag. I pulled them both out and laid them on my lap. Each one read "I love my daddy."
"OH MY GOD!!" I dived on my tiny wife hugging and kissing her. We were finally giving Katie a brother or sister to play with, not one but two!
Suddenly the phone rang, slightly ruining our moment but I was way too happy to care.
"TROY I'M GOING TO BE A DAD AGAIN!!" Chad bellowed on the other line.
"ME TOO!! TO TWINS!" Everything after that was a blur. I vaguely remember the four of us on speakerphone talking about the three new babies. Then Gabby and me sat up all night talking, eventually falling asleep on the sofa in each others arms.
No ones POV
Cries and cooes could be heard up and down the Mother and Baby ward of the hospital. Yesterday Taylor and Gabriella had both went into labour within minutes of each other. Taylor had a baby girl at 4.30 pm. Gabriella gave birth to one of the twins at 4.23pm and then the next at 4.34pm. They were both girls. Taylor and Gabriella were both in the same recovery room, which they had managed to get by screaming shouting and threatening to rip peoples heads off if they didn't make it, happen. They had been in the same delivery room encouraging each other.
Troy and Chad brought in their family and friends from outside. The proud fathers had decorated the room with pink banners and balloons. Troy handed one of his daughter to his father and one to Gabriella's mother. He then lifted Katie up to his mother who allowed the young girl to tenderly touch her sister. Chad and Taylor's parents had moved out of town and only came to visit in summer. But said they would come down earlier to see their granddaughter. Sharpay was holding onto the African American child with wild curly hair.
"So doe these three angels have names?" Mrs. Bolton asked.
Chad spoke up first. "This is our daughter Monica Elizabeth Danforth."
"What about you guys?" Shapay asked.
"Anna you are holding our first born daughter, Lily Rose Bolton. And dad, you are holding our second born daughter, Lucy Anna Bolton." He stated proudly.
The family sat silently watching the three new members of their family sleep.
Eight years later
Troy and Gabriella: Katie, 13 years old. Lily and Lucy, 8 years old.Ryan and Emily:
Jessica and Ethan, 12 years old.
Rebecca, 5 years old
Sharpay and Zeke:
Damien, 11 years old.
Rachel and Roxanne, 2 years old
Jason and Kelsi:
Mark, 18 years old.
Aaron, 10 years old.
Janine, 3 years old
Taylor and Chad:
Matthew, 9 years old.
Monica, 8 years old.
Kelly, 5 years old.
Joshua, 1 year old.
The gang had finally got their perfect families and they were the happiest that they had ever been. Seventeen children between ten people could be a handful at times sometimes but they were genuinely quite good kids when they wanted to be. Troy had started complaining when the twins had turned four. He was desperate for a son that he could teach basketball to and carry on the Bolton family name. Katie was still his baby girl and he loved her as much as his other two daughters, but she was his first-born and they would always have an extra special bond no matter what happened. But having a son would complete his family. After a lot of arguing and complaining Gabriella gave in and agreed. She knew it must be hard for Troy to live in a houseful of girls; it was hard for her sometimes as well and she had to admit that she would love to have a little boy that she could have a special bond with like Troy had with Katie. A year later Jonathan arrived, making them the proudest parents alive. With a fourth child they needed a bigger house so they moved into a six bed roomed house with a large garden, pool and basketball court out back. It had a double garage and a huge driveway. That meant that they were all comfortable together in their spacious surroundings.
3 years
Troy and Gabriella: Katie, 16 years old. Lily and Lucy, 11 years old. Jonathan, 3 years old.Ryan and Emily:
Jessica and Ethan, 15 years old.
Rebecca, 8 years old
Sharpay and Zeke:
Damien, 14 years old.
Rachel, 3 years old
Roxanne, 2 years old
Jason and Kelsi:
Mark, 21 years old.
Aaron, 13 years old.
Janine, 3 years old
Taylor and Chad:
Matthew, 12 years old.
Monica, 11 years old.
Kelly, 8 years old.
Joshua, 1 year old
They were all growing up. Getting ready to face the world. The pressures and trouble that comes with it. Mark was going to look out for his younger cousins like he always had done being the oldest. Little id he know that the most innocent, sweet and caring one of them all was about to take part in a repeat of history. Little did he know, Katie was about to have more in common with her mother, than her Filipino complexion and brown curls…