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Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical or Cheaper By The Dozen 1 and 2. I also don't own One Tree Hill, as I am borrowing a line as a salute to one of my favorite shows!

Two Weeks Later

"Thank you for rescuing me from that," Gabriella said. Troy took her hand as they walked down the hall and towards her bedroom. "It was almost as bad as the cake testing!"

Troy's brow furrowed. "I thought you were just looking at little pieces of paper with ribbon on them," he said.

Gabriella stifled a laugh. No matter how tedious the wedding plans were, Troy managed to look at them in a simple light. "They're invitations, Troy. Debbie can't pick one that doesn't have the exact right shade of pink for the ribbon. It's been two hours, and she still hasn't found that shade." Gabriella ran a hand through her hair. "I'm just glad that Debbie's sister is going to be here soon, so I don't have to sit through all of this anymore."

"Why do you have to sit through all of it?" Troy questioned.

"It's normally the maid of honor's job," Gabriella said as they entered her room. "But seeing as how she wasn't here, Debbie decided to go with the second-best thing." Gabriella let out a heavy sigh. "I'm used to being second-best."

"How many times do I have to tell you that you're not second best?" Troy said. Gabriella let go of his hand and walked towards the door, clearly trying to deflect from the conversation. She shut the door and stood, facing it. "You are a bright and beautiful girl. Don't ever doubt yourself."

"I can't help it," Gabriella whispered. "Jade has always been the one that's better than me, and now Debbie will have someone else to compare me to."

"Jade, nor anyone else, is better or worse then you. You're each amazing in your own right," Troy said as he came up behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and placed a soft kiss on the back of her neck.

Gabriella turned around in his arms, a smile now on her face. "How did I get so lucky?" she whispered.

"How did I get so lucky?" Troy countered.

Gabriella let a giggle escape her lips. "It helps that you're hot."

"Wow," Troy said in a playful tone. "I'm just hot? That's it? After all the compliments I gave you… you're bright, beautiful, a great dancer, and you're nice…"

"Oh, okay," Gabriella said in the same playful tone. "You're an amazing basketball player, you're pretty bright yourself, and you're not that bad a kisser."

"Really?" Troy moved his face towards Gabriella's, his arms still wrapped around her. "Well, I guess I'll just have to prove to you that I'm an amazing kisser."

"Amazing?" Gabriella questioned.

"Amazing," Troy confirmed before his lips claimed hers.

Gabriella's fingers immediately entangled themselves in Troy's hair. Troy's arms tightened around her waist and pulled her flush against him as his tongue traced her lips, begging for entrance. Gabriella granted him access, and his tongue swept across her mouth, tasting every part of her. Gabriella did the same. Troy pressed her up against the door as the kiss became more and more heated and passionate.

Gabriella felt someone twist the doorknob, but decided to ignore it. It was probably one of her brothers or sisters, and they would get the hint and leave her alone if she ignored it. She soon became engrossed with their kissing once more.

But then, the door slammed open, causing Troy to topple over. He took Gabriella with him, and they hit the floor unceremoniously, their lips still together in a searing kiss. They broke apart and looked up at the person who interrupted them.

Standing in the doorway was a petite red-head. She held a remarkable resemblance to Debbie, and Gabriella immediately knew that this was her sister, Erica.

"Oh, sorry," Erica said. She giggled, a high-pitched, almost bell-like sound. "I hadn't realized that anyone was in here!"

"That's okay," Gabriella said. She smiled at the girl and rolled off of Troy. He let out a grunt of annoyance, letting them know that he thought that it was most definitely not okay. Gabriella smiled and shook her head. She held her hand out to Erica.

"I'm Gabriella," she said.

"Oh, you're the girl that's been helping my sister with the wedding plans!" Erica exclaimed. She shook Gabriella's hand. "I'm Erica Miller, but you must already know that." Her eyes landed on Troy, and her face instantly lit up. "Hi!" she said.

Troy waved a hand at her, still obviously annoyed. Gabriella tried to ignore Erica's beaming as she introduced him to her. "Erica, this is my boyfriend, Troy Bolton." She couldn't help but throw that little fact in there.

"It's nice to meet you," Erica said. Her face didn't fall at all—she, in fact, beamed brighter when Gabriella mentioned that Troy was her boyfriend. "I was looking for the guest room. I thought this was it, but I guess not. Could you show me where it is?" While she said it, she looked at Troy.

Gabriella and Troy each bit back a sarcastic remark. Why would Troy know where the guestroom was? "I'll show you where it is," Gabriella said. She looked at Troy. "I'll be right back."

As the two girls left the room, Troy kicked the wall next to him. "Damn it!" he exclaimed. "Why do we always have to be interrupted?"

A few minutes later, Gabriella entered her room again. She found Troy laying her bed, his head hanging over one side, his legs hanging over the other. She let another giggle escape her throat as she shook her head. Troy looked up at her, and his annoyed face instantly broke out into a smile.

"You know," Gabriella said as she walked towards him. "Annoyance definitely looks hot on you."

Troy took Gabriella into his arms again. "How could I ever be annoyed around you?" He buried his face into her neck and sighed softly, glad to be having some contact with her.

"I'm sorry about that," Gabriella said. She felt herself shiver when Troy began to trace made-up patterns on her back.

"Do you think we'll get interrupted now?" he said in a husky voice. He lifted his head from her neck and looked at her, his blue eyes boring into her brown ones.

"I don't know," Gabriella said. She put her face closer to his. "What do you think?"

"I'll show you what I think," Troy responded. His lips swooped down to claim hers just as the door slammed open, and the voices of three excited five year-olds filled the room.

"Damn it!"

"What do you mean, I have to babysit the triplets?" Gabriella demanded.

"Sorry, Gabby," Theresa said. "Your father, Josh, Debbie, Erica, and I are going out to try some of the food that the hotel has for us."

"Jade and Blake went to get an ultrasound, and then they've agreed to do the food shopping this week," Nathan said.

"Lizzie has cheerleading practice," Theresa said.

"Daniel and David have a science project that they're working on with some friends across the street," Nathan said.

"Carrie has violin rehearsals," Theresa said.

"JJ—I mean, Jonathan—has soccer practice," Nathan said.

"Freddie has a play date with Tyler Bolton," Theresa said.

"You're the only one that's free," Nathan finished.

"Mom! Dad!" Gabriella exclaimed. "I have Troy over!"

"Well, Troy is welcome to stay," Theresa said.

"But you have to stay downstairs," Nathan warned.

Gabriella felt her face flush and she looked over at Troy. She was surprised to see that his face had turned slightly red as well. Troy cleared his throat and tried to deflect from Nathan's comment.

"I'd be happy to help out with the triplets," Troy said.

"That's good," Theresa said. "We'll see you later!"

"Phone numbers are—" Nathan began.

"Taped on the fridge!" Gabriella finished. "I know!"

The door closed behind her parents. Troy stood up and walked towards Gabriella. When he was standing in front of her, he cupped her face in his hands.

"Now that we're finally alone…"

Something behind them crashed, and Troy and Gabriella pulled apart. They found three expectant five year-olds standing in front of them. George was holding a basketball, and James and Ben were standing on either side of him, waiting.

Gabriella sighed. "I guess you want to play basketball?"

"Please?" the triplets' chorused.

"Only if it's okay with Troy," Gabriella said.

"Troy?" they asked in unison.

Troy sent a tight smile the triplet's way, but his face soon melted into a genuine smile. "Okay," he said.

"I leave you four to it," Gabriella said. "I'll go fix dinner."

Gabriella smiled as she looked out the window. Troy was playing a two-on-two game with the triplets, and he had just lifted James in the air so he could put the basketball through the net.

Gabriella turned around and drained the pot of ribbon noodles she had on the stove. She took out the container of home-made tomato sauce and mixed it in with the noodles when she was done. She placed the noodles back into the pot and turned the stove off just as the back door opened.

"I don't understand how it was a tie!" James exclaimed. "Troy was on my team! How could it be a tie?"

"You're just mad because we're just as good as you!" George and Ben exclaimed in unison.

"Boys," Gabriella said. "Why don't you go sit in the dining room? Dinner is almost ready."

"Okay!" they yelled. They raced into the dining room, all the while thumping and yelling.

Troy chuckled as Gabriella turned around. "They certainly are a handful," Troy said.

"They're called the Fearsome Threesome at sch—ow! Damn it!"

"What?" Troy asked. He rushed forward and gently took Gabriella's hand in his own. She had hit her left hand on the still burning-hot pot. Troy could already see the red mark spreading across the side of her hand. "That looks bad," he said. He reached over and turned on the sink, and then put Gabriella's hand under the cold water.

"Does that feel better?" he asked after a few minutes.

"Yeah," Gabriella said. "But it still stings a little."

Troy turned off the sink and took Gabriella's hand in his again. "I know how to make you feel better," he said, a twinkle in his eye.

Gabriella raised her eyebrow, unsure of what Troy was going to do. She bit back a gasp, however, when Troy lifted her hand to his mouth and placed a few soft kisses on it. His tongue rubbed the burn, and he gently began to suck on that area of skin.

Gabriella couldn't take it anymore. She moaned and pulled his head to hers, their lips meeting in a searing kiss. Her burn forgotten, Gabriella wrapped her arms around his neck as Troy wrapped his own around her waist.

Suddenly, three voices interrupted them. "GABBY IS KISSING TROY!" they yelled in unison before running off. They repeated their same claim around the house as they rain.

Gabriella laughed and rested her head on Troy's chest. Troy let out a frustrated sigh and rested his head on Gabriella's.

"Will we ever get to finish what we start?"

Author's Note: I really hope you all liked this chapter. It had a lot of Troyella fluff, so I hope you all liked it. Review, please?