"Brie just smile already." Troy said laughing slightly.

"I don't understand why I have to be in the pictures." She grumbled

"It's your store."

"So?"

"So, they need to know where the beauty of the store comes from." He said and she held back a smile and continued to pout.

"Fine." She sighed plastering a smile on her face as Troy took the picture.

"Just a couple more. Then I'll take some of just the store. Besides its not like all of them are going to actually make it into the newspaper, its just the more pictures we take the more there is to choose from."

"I know I know, but I'm like the least photogenic person."

"No your not."

"Yes, I am." She disagreed and he laughed.

"Just hold still."


"Your so bad at this." Gabriella said laughing.

"Am not. Throw another one." Troy said and Gabriella looked at him amused. "I'll catch it this time." He said laughing and she giggled.

"Okay." She finally replied picking up an M&M and getting ready to throw it. "You ready?" She asked and he glared at her playfully.

"Yes." He replied and she giggled throwing it to him. He bent back slightly trying to catch it with his mouth only to have it hit his cheek instead. Gabriella burst out laughing as she watched Troy groan frustrated and pout. They closed the shop at about 1:00 so they could take pictures. After a while they got tired and decided to take a break. It was now getting close to 11:00. You could say the break took longer then expected. They had no idea how the time past so fast but it did. The shop was dark the only light that filled the room was the small lamp on the desk. They settled themselves behind the desk trying to catch M&M's in their mouths. So far Gabriella caught all of them and Troy none. "You know, I think its your fault."

"How's it my fault?" She asked laughing.

"You throw it funny."

"I do not throw it funny. You just can't catch it."

"Well..you have all the light. I can't see." He said lamely and she giggled again.

"You were the one that wanted to sit on that side." She pointed out laughing

"Yeah sure blame it all on me." Troy joked. He laid down on the floor closing his eyes. She giggled and laid down beside him looking up at the ceiling. "This time tomorrow, your stores gunna be packed with people." Troy said turning his head to the side so he was looking at her. She looked at him and smiled.

"I hope so."

"Nah, it will and all because of my awesome journalism skills." He joked and she laughed at his cockiness. He turned his head back to the ceiling smiling. Gabriella suddenly turned on her side so she was looking down at him and again his attention was turned to her.

"Thank you."

"You've said that like a million times. It was no big deal."

"But still, thank you. You didn't have to help me."

"I wanted to."

"I know and that's why I thank you so much." He laughed and pulled her to him so she could snuggle into his side.

"Well your welcome." He replied and Gabriella sighed happily. She subconsciously started drawing imaginary pictures on his stomach and played with his shirt. He closed his eyes at the soothing feeling and took a relaxed breath as the silence danced around the dark, empty store.

"Troy?"

"hmm?"

"What are we. I mean like are we…da-ting..or.." She asked nervously, hesitantly saying the word. Troy looked at her and smiled.

"What do you want us to be?" She looked down shyly, focusing on her fingers that were still dancing across his built stomach and he smiled knowing she didn't want to answer. Their eyes then connected and Troy's shined with sincerity. "Well I know what I want us to be." Troy said not wanting her to feel awkward. She looked up at him relieved that she didn't have to answer and he looked back a little nervous. He took a breath looking at her hand before suddenly taking it in his and returning his gaze to her eyes. "I want to be with you, you know that. Now what do you want?" His feelings have never been the question. Both he and Gabriella knew what he felt for her. It was Gabriella who didn't know. She looked at him feeling her breath get stuck in her throat. Before she knew what she was doing her lips found there way to his. She softly kissed him before pulling back and looking at a shocked Troy.

"I want to be with you too." She said smiling shyly at him. He looked at her shocked for a few seconds, expecting a humiliating rejection. Finally he smiled widely at her and kissed her.

"Finally." Troy murmured to her making her laugh

"Oh come on, I wasn't that difficult."

"You really were." He said laughing and she smacked him across the chest only to get another kiss.

"Troy?" She murmured against his lips

"Hmm?"

"Can we get off the floor?"


Taylor got up from bed groaning, she felt terrible. She felt sick, and sore and tired. Maybe she hadn't been getting enough sleep. Lately she's been exhausted, it was probably because she had to get up every five minutes to pee.

"Baby where are you going?" Chad asked tiredly.

"Bathroom." She whispered. "I'll be right back." Chad's head hit the pillow closing his eyes, before opening them slightly after a few minutes as he felt Taylor climb into bed. He pulled her close happy to be able to go back to sleep. Suddenly Molly's loud cry was heard from the other room and Chad groaned.

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Taylor sighed looking at the clock. It was only about 11:30 but when you have a 2 year old daughter that keeps you up all night, 11:30 is late…7:00 is late. She looked at her sleeping husband and then back at the ceiling. Great, another late night.


The lights flashed and the music vibrated through the room. Fancy people in fancier clothes glided there way across the floor and Mr. Berkeley looked around impressed. He watched a group of men sip drinks then looked to see the fashion models on the runway with the cameras flashing like crazy. He sighed looking at his watch surprised at the time. It was close to 12:00. He hoped this late night didn't affect the upcoming day. Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder.

"Mr. Berkeley, So glad you could attend." Fashion designer, Valentino Garavani said and Mr. Berkeley smiled widely.

"Please, call me Peter, the turn out is incredible. I can't believe how many people are here."

"Yes, its quite flattering." He said and Mr. Berkeley laughed. Valentino Garavani; Most known for fashion but also owns a wide chain of gallery's and museums. He creates incredible artwork with incredible messages behind each stroke of a brush. The fashion gala was to honour the designer, as this was his final show. He decided that this would be his last season to design and focus more on his art and business skills. He was sad that he would no longer design but excited for his new artistic journey.

"I bet."

"I thought Troy Bolton was supposed to be here. I haven't seen him all night." Valentino said with his thick French accent.

"Ah, he was but he had another project to work on. He unfortunately couldn't make it tonight."

"That is unfortunate. He's talented, I've seen his photos, I wanted to talk to him. Well I better go mingle. Enjoy the evening." He said before disappearing into the crowd.

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"How cheesy is this?" Troy asked and Gabriella looked at him confused. "It's midnight." He said and she laughed.

"It's not cheesy yet. We have to kiss for it to be cheesy,"

"I think that could be arranged." Troy said leaning in and kissing her. Troy looked into the dark eyes as he stood by the door and smiled. He gently kissed her hand his eyes not once leaving hers. There was no other place he wanted to be right now.


Sharpay looked at her finished work and smiled. She couldn't believe she was finally done. She could just see the girls wearing them beautifully.

"Sharpay, go to bed."

"But-"

"Shar, it's 12:10. You've had enough late nights working on those sketches. You need sleep." Zeke said firmly and she sighed in surrender.

"Fine."


Troy wiped his hands over his face trying to wake himself up. He took another sip of his coffee seeing it was 12:30. He looked at his computer screen his fingers typing tiredly across the keyboard. He was determined to have this story in tomorrows issue which meant he needed it on Mr. Berkeley's desk by 7:00. Luckily Mr. Berkeley was at the gala, so he wouldn't have to find out that Troy was there at..12:45 at night. The text appeared across the screen under the layout of the picture. He glanced quickly at the picture again smiling at the photo of Gabriella smiling beautifully in front of a group of flowers. He reluctantly left the shop about a half an hour ago so he could finish this project. He didn't want to leave, that was probably why he was here so late. It was his own fault, well and Gabriella's a little bit. If she wasn't so damn beautiful he might have been done his work hours ago. He reread what he wrote and sighed. It was gunna be a late night.

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Gabriella tossed and turned in her bed. She rolled over on her side looking at the clock that read 1:00. She sighed. She was gunna be exhausted tomorrow, but she just couldn't sleep, she was too happy. She was finally with Troy. She kept replaying the night over and over in her head. She sighed and turned so she was laying on her back, giving up on trying to get to sleep. There was no point. Besides, she could handle one late night.

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