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TROY

"Troy, pack up some clothes and a toothbrush, we'll be there in ten minutes." Ryan told his Motorola.

"What? Why?" Troy asked. He looked at Sharpay with a confused look, as if to say 'Something's going on.'

"Just start packing, you don't have much time." Ryan said.

"Ryan, what's going on? Where are you?" Troy asked. Sharpay mentally cursed out Ryan. They hadn't had a romantic night alone since the night Troy gave her the promise ring. Troy had put on his dad's old records and sang along to 'My Girl' to her. They danced and danced, 'til Ryan called.

"Me and Gabs are in the car. We've got a surprise." Ryan,on the other line, took Gabbi's right hand as she drove with her left. The sunlight made her ring sparkle, which made Ryan's eyes sparkle with happiness. Back at Troy's, Sharpay motioned for Troy to give her the phone.

"Ryan, we're not going anywhere until you tell us where you're going." Sharpay said, annoyed. He had already ruined their date, and now he was acting like a five-year-old, excited to show his mother the picture of a dog he drew on the wall with Sharpies.

"We're going to Vegas. Tell Troy he seriously needs to start packing, then we'll pick him up, then Chad & Tay. We'll run back to the house and get our stuff and then we're off!" Ryan smiled.

"RYAN! Why the heck are you taking us to Vegas! We can't just up and leave! Does Mom know about this? Dad's gonna kill you!" Sharpay yelled. "Mommy" clearly did not appreciate Ryan's "doggie picture". It seemed like Sharpay was always having to clean up everyone's messes lately. She was sick of it. This time, she was gonna make Ryan wipe the Sharpie marks off the wall himself.

"Mom knows most of the details. It's just for a few days, and we're booking a hotel and chapel when we get there. We have 500 doll-" Sharpay cut Ryan off.

"A CHAPEL?! Ryan, what the heck is going on?!" Sharpay shouted. Troy looked at her with wide eyes.

"We're going to elope. It'd mean a lot to us if you were there to watch us get married." Ryan said.

"OH MY GOSH! RYAN, YOU IDIOT! You're in high school! You're not ready to be a husband and a father! Have you even thought about what you're gonna do to support the baby, or where you'll live?" Sharpay asked. Troy mouthed to her 'They want to get married?!' and she replied with a silent 'They're taking us to Vegas to watch them elope!'. Troy's eyes widened even more. "Give the phone to Gabriella."

"Hey 'Pay! Are you pumped to be a maid of honor?" Gabi giggled.

"No, I'm not! Seriously, Gabs. You can't marry him! At least, not now!" Sharpay said.

"We have almost three thousand in savings. We're gonna rent an apartment in a year, and live in his room until then. We can't move and have the baby at the same time, so we actually have planned this out! Ryan's gonna start working for your dad this summer, and I'm gonna answer phones and be the secretary at my uncle's office. We're gonna have jobs and stuff!" Gabi explained.

"You're going to live in his room? Gabs, have you ever been in his room? Trust me, I shared one with him until 3rd grade! It smells like Slim Jims and feet in there! If you can even get a foot in his room. It's buried in dirty laundry. This is not a good idea. What about my parents? Mom might understand, but my dad will go ballistic." Troy appeared in back in the living room. Sharpay hadn't noticed he left. He set his bags on the floor. "I'll talk to you when you get here." SHarpay hung up before Gabi had a chance to explain.

"What are you doing?" SHarpay asked.

"I packed all my stuff like he told me to." Troy explained.

"We can't just jet off to Vegas! What about your parents?" Sharpay asked.

"THey'll understand. We're gonna regret missing this, Shar." Troy said. He picked her up off the couch like a groom carried his new bride into their house. He put her down by the door, and rested his hands on the small of her back. "Plus, this might be fun. Vegas with my best friends and my girl. My girl, my girl, talkin' bout, my girl,My girl!" He started singing again.

"It's been awhile since I've had an adventure." SHarpay bit her lip, still indecisive on what she should do. Ryan pulled up in Troy's driveway and honked the horn. "Oh fine! LET'S GO TO VEGAS BABY!"