September came quickly for me and by that time I had everything moved from New York, back to Albuquerque. I fixed up Troy's place with my furniture and he didn't mind at all. He's completely determined to please me.
Taylor and Chad got married a week ago and it was a gorgeous wedding. I was her maid of honor, of course.
Because it was September, today was my first class. I chose to teach Math Mondays at eleven and three and Chemistry on Tuesdays at noon and two. Then, I would be home the rest of the week.
After I said goodbye to my wonderful fiancé, I headed out to my car and drove off to the college. I arrived early so I went to Professor Reemer's office.
"Good Morning Gabriella," Reemer greeted me, "what brings you here before your class starts?"
"I was just wondering if you have any tips on the people that come here," I laughed a little.
"Not really," she told me with a shrug, "you have to learn it on your own."
"I'm not very experienced as you know," I sighed heavily and looked around the large office.
"I have one tip," she started, "you're very young. Some of the people in your classes will be older than you and they won't think that you know better, but always make sure you let them know who the Professor is."
"Thank you Terra," I waved goodbye and headed off to my classroom.
I had ten minutes to spare so I started writing things on the board like my name and a few equations. Then, I went to explore the back of the room. Soon, young adults started filing in one by one and took a seat at the tables.
"Well hello beautiful," a boy who looked a little older than me, approached me, "What's your name sweetheart? Haven't seen you around here. Are you new?" He wriggled his eye brows at me and it was kind of discusting because I'm his teacher!
"Please take a step back from me," I looked at the clock and saw it was time to start.
"Come on just give me a name cutie," the boy hit on me.
A name he wanted, a name he got, "Alright class, have a seat. I'm your professor."
"You're kidding," the boy scratched his head and sat down. He looked like a ghost had just appeared which made him sit back in shock.
"I would like to introduce myself," I announced to them, "I'm Gabriella Montez. I am twenty-two-years-old and I graduated from the University of New York City. I grew up here in Albuquerque and I went to East High… Any questions?"
"Yea, are you single?" the same boy asked out loud which made a few people laugh.
"I don't think that is a professional question but if you must know," I looked straight at him, "I'm engaged to be married next month."
"What's the lucky guy's name?" another boy from the back, asked. I looked back at him and accidently knocked my pencils down.
"Troy Bolton," I told him, bending down to pick my pencil up, "now if we could just-"
"You're engaged to Troy Bolton?" a girl asked from the back with a squeal, "Oh my gosh!"
"Yes well," I tried to change the subject, "I'm afraid we must start today's lesson."
THE CLASS WENT by fast as I taught what I knew best, shocking the class with my knowledge. It was the end of my first class and I heard a knock at my door. Everyone was just preparing to leave and Troy stepped in with lunch.
"It's Troy Bolton!" a few girls exclaimed and I motioned for him to come to my desk.
"Did you know that you're like a legend here?" I whispered to her as he stood right in front of me.
"Well," he laughed slightly, "I did get chased by girls everyday."
"I'll see you next week class," I waved to them as they stared on their way out. I even saw that same loud mouth boy give Troy a little glare before walking out.
"So what did you bring me?" I gave him a little peck on the lips.
"How's Chinese sound?" he asked me, holding up the little take out boxes.
"You know me so well," I laughed and we sat down together to eat.
THE SECOND CLASS of the day went just as fast as the first and soon it was time for me to go home.
On the way to the door, Professor Reemers caught up to me, "How was your first day?"
"Well, a guy hit on me in my first class and I had to tell them I was engaged but the second went well," I laughed quietly at how well my day went.
"That guy is sure to learn not to," Reemers laughed a little too.
"I'll see you tomorrow," I smiled at her and she waved slightly at me before I went to get my car. I think we'll be good friends.
TROY AND I HAD a meeting with the wedding planner a week and a half later. Renee helped us get everything situated and even helped Taylor and I pick out the bride's maid's dresses. They were beautiful. Troy and I asked the people we wanted to be in our wedding, to be in our wedding and they all said yes of course. Almost everything was ready and we just had to sit back and relax until our wedding day. It was a little hard because I got more and more nervous each day. I didn't change my mind but I still didn't know if I loved him the way I needed to yet.
"Are you ok?" Troy asked me softly, "you look a little down."
"No, I'm fine," I assured him quietly. We were sitting on his bed together and he was reading the newspaper as I went and graded the first few assignments for my classes.
"What's on your mind?" he asked me.
"Our wedding," I couldn't lie.
"What about it?" he asked curiously.
Ok maybe I could lie, "how perfect it will be."
"Oh," he looked a little unconvinced, "Alright."
"I'm fine, don't worry," I assured him as I finished the papers and set them on a small desk I put in our room, "goodnight."
"Good night," Troy told me quietly as I got into the bed next to him like I have for the past couple of weeks, and he held me... like a man held his wife.
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