Every single part of their brains had shut down. All they were thinking about was each other. It was a surprise to Gabriella that she was feeling so confident as her lips danced along with Troy's, she had never done anything with a boy that would ever come remotely close to the kiss she was now sharing with the blue eyes hunk laying next to her on her grandfather's hammock. Troy felt the same way as Gabriella; he had kissed many girls in his seventeen year existence but he never felt the way with those girls like he did with Gabriella, their was just something about her that he couldn't explain; he couldn't even explain it to himself. All he knew was that he never wants to rid his body, mind and soul of that feeling.

It was as thought there was no sign of stopping their dance but it did eventually end when their bodies needed more oxygen. Once Gabriella's brain decided to work again she began to understand what she had just done. As she stared into his deep baby blues she searched her feelings. She wanted to know if what she was feeling was real love or id it was just teenaged hormonal sexual attraction.

She could somehow tell that Troy was different; she had witnessed her sister fall n and out of love so many times and always vowed that she was never going to fall in love. Rachel never seemed to have a boyfriend that would look at her like Troy would when he thought about Gabriella. So Gabriella never really witnessed teenaged love; however now that Gabriella was laying there and feeling butterflies creep through her whole body she imagined that she was really in love,

A clearing of the throat sound was heard and Gabriella's head immediately turned to see Troy's mother hanging onto the fence from Mrs. Bolton's backyard, whereas Troy kept his eyes of Gabriella's face, not really caring that his mom was giving the girl he loves the evil eyes. Gabriella on the other hand was freaked out; she didn't know what to do, he body was frozen.

"Troy," Troy's head turned to see his mom and immediately sat up, "I need you to take Kaylee to dance."

Troy nodded his head, "Okay I'll be there in a second," he responded then watched his mom climb off of whatever she was standing on, on the other side of the fence and walk off.

He turned back to Gabriella when he felt her climb out of the hammock, he saw her walking towards the house, "Wait Gabriella," he called.

She stopped in her tracks, took a deep breath then turned around the see the hotness that is Troy Bolton standing up by the hammock with a confused look on his face.

"What's wrong," he asked slowly inching towards her current position.

Gabriella rolled her eyes, "What's wrong? I was just caught making out with a guy that I've known for less than two weeks by his mom who already hates me, that's what's wrong," she sarcastically answered.

Troy hung his head in embarrassment, he understood why she had reacted that way, "Do you want to come with me," he asked, "We can talk about what just happened, and I can try to convince you that my mom doesn't hate you."

"Uhhh," Gabriella was unsure, "I don't know. I don't want you to get you in trouble."

Troy grabbed her hands in his and tired to make eye contact as she stared down at her feet, "It'll be fine Gabriella; it gives us an opportunity to get to know each other more."

She looked up at him, "But what about your mom?"

"She can't tell me who I can and can't like," he said with his winning smile, which made Gabriella's cheeks warm up and look down at her feet.

Troy placed a kiss on Gabriella's cheek before he ran to his house, giving Gabriella time to tell her grandfather and get ready.

Ten minutes later Gabriella was giving her grandpa a hug and kiss before running out of the house and into Troy's car with a giant smile on her face on their way to Kaylee's dance class.

At the home of Luis, Maria and Rachel Montez in North Valley, New Mexico:

All the Montez children, sans Gabriella, and their own families were at their parent's house that Sunday. The boys were in the den cheering on a baseball game while the girls were in the living room catching up, just like they did when they were all alive, so to speak.

"Auntie Ray I have a favor to ask," Ellison, Rick's oldest daughter said catching her Aunts attention. All of the Montez women, including the ones who married into the family looked over at the young girl wondering what she was going to ask.

"Is it something your dad would kill me for," Rachel smiled.

"No, well I don't think so," Elly answered, "I was hoping that I could convince you to talk to my dad and tell him that I should go to school."

"Ellison Ashton Montez, you don't around asking your aunt to do that for you. That is between you and your father," Allison spoke up as she sat next to her Rachel and gave her baby boy a bottle.

"Ugh! But mom you know he won't do it if I'm the one asking, and if Aunt Rachel is doing to then he will actually listen and consider it," the ten year old turned back to her Aunt, "Please. I'll love you forever if you do this for me."

They all laughed, "It's glad to know that you already don't love me forever," Rachel teased, "Sorry Elly-Bean, it sounds like your mom wants you to do it yourself," Elly's eyes turned sad, "But I do have some advice, your dad has always been a sucker for the puppy dog eyes, its how me and Gabriella got him to do things for us for years."

Elly's eyes lit back up as she smiled and then ran into the den to find her father.

"I really hope he does say yes," Allison whispered to Rachel.

"Me too," Rachel said back.

The room was quiet until Rachel spoke up, "Um okay so tell me again why Rick wanted to move behind Grandpa, doesn't he know that Gabriella could easily see him."

All the girls' attention was turned to the newest member of the secretly alive Montez family, the expressions on their faces turned into depressed looks; it was as though they really didn't want to be reminded that they were living secret lives and their whole lives are basically revolved around the youngest Montez.

"He wanted to keep a close eye on her, make sure that nobody could hurt her and that she was happy; he hates himself everyday for what he did, not only to her but all of us. I know that if he could take it all back he would, he would never have gone with Gavin to that warehouse," Allison manned up and answered.

"Yeah I guess that's a good reason," Rachel responded with a bowed head, "Is he still trying to find them?"

Allison nodded her head silently, "Yep, After work he comes home and plays with the kids before dinner, then once we are all done eating he goes and hides in his office all night watching surveillance videos and finding credit card records. I swear one day he's going to go crazy if he can't find them."

"And if Gavin wasn't the chief of police and Rick wasn't his employee then they would have never found the information that they have found already," Jennifer, Gavin's wife responded.

Rachel sighed, "When did our life get so complicated."

"February 19, 1993," They all said in unison.

With Troy and Gabriella in Albuquerque, New Mexico at Kimberly's Dance Academy:

"Wow she's really good," Gabriella whispered to Troy as they sat in the spectator seating. Even though his focus should have been on his little sister Troy couldn't help but find himself watching Gabriella, "Yeah she is. I don't think there is ever a time she isn't dancing around the house," he responded.

Gabriella kept her gaze on Kaylee as she spoke, "I remember when I was like five, maybe a little older I pleaded my dad to let me take dance lessons but he wouldn't let me, even though he let Rachel take them. So everyday after Rachel would come home from her lessons she would teach me all the things she learned that day."

Troy saw her facial expression turn sad and he immediately looked away, he didn't want to see her look that way; he saw the little girls dancing and he imagined a little version of Gabriella dancing around with a big smile of her face.

Quickly that image went away as he turned back to Gabriella and putting his hand atop of hers that was resting on her lap, "Maybe you could teach me a think or two," he said with a smile when Gabriella turned her gaze to Troy's crystals that are commonly known as eyes.

"No offense but I don't really see you as a dancing kind of guy," Gabriella teased.

"Excuse me are you saying that I'm not cool enough to prove to you that I can dance, oh I will be definitely show you my moves later," Troy smiled as Gabriella blushed.

Minutes had past and Troy and Gabriella were talking and laughing, much to the other mother's dismay.

"So enough about me, tell me about who Troy Bolton is," Gabriella said criss-crossing her legs on the plastic chair trying to face Troy more.

Troy shrugged his shoulders, "Well there is nothing too exciting about me, I'm just a boring seventeen year old basketball guy," he answered.

"Come on there has to be some cool stories to share about your life," Gabriella said tapping her knee with his, "I've told you everything about me so now it's your turn to tell me about you; I mean after all I would like to know more about the guy who's mother hates me," she said trying to guilt him into answering.

Troy rolled his eyes, "For the last time my mom doesn't hate you," Gabriella interrupted, "You didn't see the look she was giving me; it was though I was some whore taking her little boy away from her or something, I'm telling you she had this I'm an axe murderer look on her face."

Troy couldn't help but chuckle, "Yeah well then you're just going to have to learn to ignore her if you want me to continue kissing you," he smoothly said with a smile as he saw Gabriella's cheeks turn beat red.

WHAT DID YOU THINK? TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HAPPEN.