Hey! I'm back with another chapter. By the way i have to say that i'm sorry for the late update. Blame it all on school.

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The Master Bedroom in the Bolton Household…

The house was completely quiet; the only noise being heard was the sound of the raindrops hitting the windows on the outside. Lucille closed the door to her bedroom; she had just finished tucking Gabriella in. Lucille slipped out of her nightgown and placed it at the end of the bed; she took off her slippers and placed them next to her side of the bed. Then she slipped underneath the covers. Jack walked out of the bathroom just as she settled down. He jumped into bed and picked up a book to read. Lucille sighed and turned over to her left. She snuggled up tightly and stretched her arm to switch off her lamp. Jack was about to do the same but decided against it, he was too worried to go to sleep anyway. Lucille lay in her small ray of darkness trying to get some sleep. But no matter how hard she tried; she always ended up thinking about Gabriella laying downstairs on her own.

"You worried about her too?" Jack asked out of the blue. Lucille sighed and turned over to face him.

"Yeah I am. It just doesn't seem right for us to be sleeping snugly whilst she is down there trying to catch some sleep and also trying to figure out what's happening at the same time!" Lucille exclaimed. She stopped to take a breath and then wondered if Jack had understood what she meant.

"Yeah I understand what you're saying, no other person would though!" Jack teased. Lucille smiled. No matter what happened, Jack always knew what was on Lucille's mind. It was just their…lover's connection and a very strong one at that.

"You know what I think I'm going to go downstairs and sit with Gabriella. I'm certain she doesn't feel like being alone right now." Lucille said sitting up. Jack nodded.

"Yep, we did say we'd be there for her. Better start now." He said getting out of bed. Lucille did the same and placed her feet in her slippers. She snatched her nightgown from the end of her bed and whipped it on. Jack hesitated for a moment.

"You go down first." He said. Lucille nodded and gave him a peck on the cheek. Jack smiled before rushing towards the toilet. Lucille let out a small laugh before opening the bedroom door and exiting the room. She walked past Troy's room and turned to go downstairs. Her slippers hit the floor of the stairs with a light thud. As she reached the end of the stairs she could hear faint voices. Lucille raised an eyebrow as she walked over to the living room. As she got closer she recognised the two voices. The small, delicate female voice belonged to Gabriella and the louder but comforting male voice belonged to none other than Lucille's son, Troy. Lucille stood in the doorframe of the living room; she looked at the two teens conversing and smiled to herself before walking back upstairs. Jack was just about to step out of the room when he saw a smiling Lucille come back.

"How come you're back?" Jack asked his wife. Lucille smiled.

"Troy's with her, I think we needn't worry." She said as she walked back into the room. Jack smiled.

"That's my boy." He said before closing the room. Both parents were still worried about Gabriella but they felt a little better knowing that their son would always be there for her when they won't. This little fact made it easier for the pair to sleep safely and soundly.

In The Living Room…

Troy stopped talking and looked at Gabriella. She was staring up at the ceiling with her soft brown eyes. Those eyes no longer showed him happiness and hope but they showed sadness and despair. Gabriella looked really weak, the bruise on her head was going a purple colour and it was beginning to form a lump. Troy knew that this would upset Gabriella if she looked in the mirror. Her hair was now hanging dryly by her shoulders. Some of it had even come out due to the fact that she was dragged around everywhere. Troy touched Gabriella's cheek and she winced.

"Sorry." He whispered. Gabriella didn't reply but she smiled a little when Troy leant down to kiss her cheek. "Better?" He asked. Gabriella nodded again. Troy sighed, Gabriella was not in the mood for talking and he couldn't blame her. But she needed to let her feelings out and soon. Troy reached for his girlfriend's hand and entwined their fingers. He stroked her hand gently causing her to smile again.

"Thanks Troy…thanks for everything." Gabriella said turning to look at him. Troy smiled; it was the first time she had really looked at him, ever since they bought her in.

"No problem Brie, you know I would go to the end of the world for you." He said Gabriella smiled feeling a light blush on her face. Troy smiled back loving the fact that the things he said made her smile.

"So…" She began to say. Troy knew she wanted to start a conversation, to try and take her mind off things.

"The gang might come over tomorrow…I mean today…" Troy said looking up at the clock. It was now one in the morning. Gabriella suddenly tensed up.

"No Troy they can' come, they can't see me like this…" Gabriella said in a rush.

"It's okay Brie; if you don't want them to come then I'll tell them not to. I'll just say we're having a day to ourselves." He said. Gabriella smiled.

"It would be nice of we were…and thanks Troy." Gabriella replied.

"You know what maybe we should have a day to ourselves. I mean you need to get things off your mind and I'm sure my parents would want me to help you." Troy suggested. Gabriella nodded going quiet again. Troy sighed. He knew the topic of her family issues was hard. But now that he thought of it the Montez family weren't even a family. I mean a stepmother who only beats up one of her stepchildren? A father who doesn't divorce the stepmother even when she lays her hands on his child? Not to mention a backstabbing slut of a sister? That wasn't a family; it was just a group of people with serious issues. Even if Troy thought these things, he didn't mention them to Gabriella. He knew she loved her father and her sister and maybe even her stepmother a little. He also knew that it hurt her a lot to know that they didn't appreciate her.

"Troy…" Gabriella spoke breaking Troy out of his thoughts.

"Yeah?" He answered.

"Can you please go to my-I mean the house next door later on and grab my stuff for me? It would be great if you did." She asked. Troy nodded.

"Yeah sure, Dad was going to go over there anyway." He replied.

"Oh and say to Chanel that I'm sorry." Gabriella said softly. Troy looked confused.

"Yeah sure…" He said knowing that Gabriella wouldn't tell him why he should say that. Gabriella closed her eyes and tried to get to sleep but it wasn't possible. She opened her eyes and felt Troy's head resting on her stomach. She smiled and stroked his hair as he slept. Gabriella felt like waking him up and talking to him about everything but she couldn't bring herself to depriving him of his sleep. Plus he looked cute when he slept!

The Montez Household…

"What were you thinking Celina?" Julio asked his wife. Celina looked at the ground, thinking about what she should say. "I can tell you what you were thinking…nothing!" Julio raised his voice. Celina's head shot up and she stared at Julio.

"That child insulted me and you're saying that I didn't think at all!" Celina exclaimed. Obviously she thought that she was in the right but she was so wrong.

"That child just so happens to be my daughter! The rain hasn't even stopped yet, she could be somewhere freezing cold and she could possibly die!" Julio said with a lot of concern. Celina just scoffed.

"Good, she should!" She said. Julio's eyes widened as he glared at his so called wife.

"You know what Celina after all these years I've finally seen the light! Yeah sure you hit Gabriella a little, I was just thinking of discipline but I didn't think you would take it to this extent! You kicked her out Ce! You kicked her out of her own home, MY home!" Julio was furious and Celina began to worry. Julio Montez was a very calm person; he'd rather think things out than have a pointless argument over them. But when it came to his family he would argue non-stop. Now Julio had hit Gabriella as well but not as much as Celina. But Julio still felt responsible for Celina's actions. After all he could have stopped her; he could have prevented this from ever happening.

"Julio, I'm truly sorry, I just don't know what came over me…" Celina began to apologise.

"No, you're not sorry…you're not sorry at all…" The two turned around to find Chanel standing in the doorway.

"Chanel…" Celina began to say.

"Sorry mom-I mean Celina. I agree with Dad." Chanel said as she went and stood by her father. "You mistreated Gabi and that caused her to leave. That was a very bad move Celina…very bad." Chanel finished.

"Chanel you're not one to speak. You ruined her life at school, you watched her get beaten at home and you did nothing to stop it." Celina said smirking. Chanel sighed.

"Yeah you're right, I did do those things. But I've realised my mistakes and I want to make everything better. Because the actual fact is that I miss my twin sister. She's the only thing left that reminds me of mom. I mean sure I look a bit like mom, as much as Gabi does but my attitude is all you and I don't want to be like you anymore." Chanel explained. Julio smiled at his daughter.

"Oh for God's sake! Your mother is gone, dead, off the face of this earth! She's never coming back! That's why you have me! To care for you and look after you but you don't appreciate me. All you think of or did think of is your mother! And I hate her for making my lover think of only her!" Celina said. Julio took a step forward.

"Okay it's really late now. I'm going to go and try to find Gabriella. Celina you go upstairs and stay there. We'll think about what's going to happen with us in the morning. Chanel you go to be as well and don't worry at all. I'm going to find her and bring her back because I'm not going to lose her, just like I lost your mother." Julio sounded determined. Celina hung her head low as she stomped upstairs. Julio planted a kiss on Chanel's head before grabbing his jacket and running out into the rain. Chanel walked up the stairs slowly. She got into her room and fell onto her bed. What was she to do? It was all partially her fault. Chanel felt horrible and she also wanted to talk to someone. Then an idea popped into Chanel's head. She stood up and picked up her cell phone. She dialled in the number of a very good friend.

The Bolton Household…

Lucille placed Jack's breakfast in front of him.

"Remember to go to the office and tell them that Gabi and Troy won't be coming in today." Lucille reminded her husband. Jack nodded.

"What should I say as an excuse?" He asked. Lucille thought for a moment.

"Hmmm… just say that they've caught a cold from playing around in the rain." She answered. Jack nodded.

"Makes sense I guess." He said as he took a sip of his coffee. Lucille sat down to eat herself. At East High the teachers all knew about Troy and Gabriella. Even if they weren't a couple they still acted like one. So making up a story about playing in the rain would just make the teachers laugh and smile about young love. Jack finished the last of his breakfast and stood up to place his dishes in the sink. Lucille did the same.

"So what about them?" Lucille said pointing to the living room. "Are we just going to leave them alone or what?" She asked. Jack looked at the living room door.

"Well we'll have to. I mean I have to go to work because the boys need extra practise, obviously Troy doesn't. You have to go to work too because they need to down there. Troy can handle himself as well as Gabriella. And if he needs help he can just give us a bell. Don't worry about them Luce." Jack reassured Lucille. She nodded and began to wash the dishes. Jack went to grab his jacket and his briefcase – as well as being a coach he also taught a little science. Lucille took off the washing up gloves and put her own jacket on. She grabbed her own briefcase and was about to join Jack in the car. But she stopped and walked into the living room. She smiled as she saw Troy and Gabriella sleeping peace fully together. She walked out and opened the door to the passenger seat of Jack's car.

"What took you so long?" Jack asked as he started the car.

"Oh I just went to check on the two lovebirds." Lucille answered. Jack shook his head and laughed.

"Luce, I told you that they'll be okay." He said as he back out of the driveway. Lucille looked at him and smiled.

"Yeah you did and you were right. They'll be just fine." She said as the image of them together in the living room came to mind. Jack just grinned at her comment.

"I'm always right; you should know that by now." He said cockily. Lucille shook her head and looked to her right. Julio Montez had just pulled into his own driveway. It looked like he had had a rough night. Serves him right, Lucille thought to herself. But inside she felt a little pang of sympathy for him. However the feeling went as quickly as it came. She just looked away and watched as Jack drove over to the care home. They reached the care home in a matter of minutes and Lucille stepped out of the car.

"Bye hon." She said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Jack watched as Lucille walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. The door opened and Lucille gave Jack a wave before stepping in. Jack waved back and then began to make his way towards East High. When he got there he parked his car in the parking lot and made his way over to the office. After talking to the secretary and making the teachers laugh, Jack made his way over to the gym. He relaxed as he watched some students play some basketball. Jack smiled knowing that everything would be fine. What he didn't know was that he was going to have to do a lot of explaining during the remainder of the day.

The Montez Household…

Chanel walked up to her mirror and looked at her reflection. She smiled in satisfaction. "You don't need flashy clothes to get noticed and look good Chan…" His words echoed in her mind. Chanel smiled, 'he was so right', she thought. Chanel had replaced all her flashy, showy, extreme clothes for some nice, comfortable yet cute, ones. It was probably the best thing she had done in years. She tugged the side of her Miss Sixty chiffon dress and adjusted the silver belt attached to it. She pulled down her Miss Sixty chain crop jeans just a little. It was the first time Chanel had worn proper jeans in a long time and Chanel felt as if she had been missing out on a lot. Her mini-skirts were nothing compared to the simple effect the jeans gave her. "I know you love fashion Chan but fashion doesn't mean flashy." Again she heard his wise words echo in her mind. Chanel strode over towards her closet and looked at all her shoes. 'What to wear?' she thought. Chanel was about to just give up when she spotted some really nice shoes at the end of the closet. Chanel pulled them out and smiled.

"Perfect" She said to herself. Chanel pulled on her favourite Miss Sixty metallic court shoes. "Long time no wear." She said as she finished putting them on. Chanel walked back over to the mirror and smiled. Sure she was decked out in designer but she felt more comfortable than ever. Usually her hair hung proudly by her shoulders, sleek and straight. But today Chanel had tied her hair up in a messy bun, an affect that took ages to do but Chanel had cracked it. Chanel smiled as she whipped out some eyeliner and began to apply it. "You don't need hoards of make up to make you look beautiful. You're just a natural beauty so just accept that." He had told her and she had followed his advise. Her make up was now kept to a minimum, she no longer slapped loads of it on, she just added a little gloss and a little eye make up and still looked every bit of the natural beauty that she was. Chanel looked at her reflection once more and decided that it looked better than anything she had worn before. With that in mind she grabbed her favourite jacket from its hanger and made her way downstairs. Chanel had been feeling a lot happier in the past few hours and it was all thanks to her very long phone call to Dan last night. At first she had hesitated but spoke nevertheless. Of course Dan was a bit bitter with her but as they got talking he softened up. Chanel had to explain a whole lot to him and some bits he wasn't so happy about but putting all of that to a side he still cared for her and decided to give her another chance. So after talking for hours Chanel had finally managed to gain her place back in Dan's life and heart. Also he was planning on coming to Albuquerque to help with Gabriella and visit Chanel, and she couldn't be happier. Actually she would be even happier if Gabriella was home. That would make this whole change worthwhile. Chanel skipped into the kitchen and stopped. She had expected to see Celina making breakfast and her Dad sitting reading a newspaper as usual. But today was different. The kitchen was untouched, and the newspaper was just lying on the table – also untouched. Chanel walked towards the cupboard and pulled out a box of cereal, she grabbed a bowl, spoon and a carton of milk and made her own breakfast. After making her cereal, she poured herself a nice glass of orange squash and then sat down to eat her breakfast. As she ate she wondered how Celina would be taking all of this in. How would she be able to live with herself? Chanel just dismissed the thoughts as she finished her breakfast and placed her plates in the sink. Chanel walked out of the kitchen and grabbed her bag. She looked around once more before opening the front door and stepping outside. As she got out she saw the Bolton's backing out of their driveway. 'Where's Troy?' she wondered. Usually he was here in the morning waiting for Gabriella. The thought that he might know already where Gabriella was crossed Chanel's mind but it went as quick as it came. Chanel ran down the steps and up to her father's car.

"So…?" She asked hoping that he would make Gabriella appear out of the car anytime soon. Bt Julio just hung his head low in shame and disappointment. "Don't worry Daddy I'm sure she's fine. Wherever she is…I'm just sure she's fine." Chanel said to her father. As Julio prodded back inside the house Chanel couldn't help but look at the Bolton Household. 'Could she…? Maybe…We'll just have to see then…' she thought as she passed the house. Chanel began to make her way to East High knowing that there was a lot of apologising and explaining to do.

East High…

"So Shakespeare was THE most talented man alive back in those days and of course women swooned over him and oh he was an amazing writer…" Ms Darbus clasped her hands together and created a dreamy look on her face. The students sitting in the room looked at her with dumbfounded expressions. What was she on about? That was what they were all thinking.

"…He got married a few times but it never worked out and he died without finding his soul mate…" She carried on. The class just waited for her to stop, and they all knew that that wasn't going to happen any time soon. The gang was seated at the back as usual. Kelsi and Jason were seated at the far end of the row, Zeke and Sharpay were as close as close could be, and Taylor and Chad were just sitting looking up at the clock then at the door every other minute. Martha was relaxing and listening to her tunes and Ryan was just about the only person in the class who was listening to Ms Darbus.

"Where the hell are they?" Taylor spoke as she looked up at the clock for the hundredth time. "It's not like them o be late and it's certainly not like them to miss school." She said looking back at her friends.

"Maybe they got caught up in traffic." Ryan suggested as he turned away from Ms Darbus's 'interesting' talk. There were murmurs of 'maybe' and 'possibly' heard throughout the eight mates. Just then the door opened and in walked in a very flustered Chanel.

"Sorry…bus…walk…late!" Chanel placed her hand on a desk and tried to catch her breath. Ms Darbus looked at her, both confused and furious that her talk was interrupted.

"Miss Montez please speak full sentences." The woman said as she adjusted her glasses. Chanel nodded and took a deep breath.

"Well I said I'm sorry because I missed the bus and then I had to walk really fast and so I got here really late." Chanel explained her reason and then let out a sigh of relief. Ms Darbus nodded, just glad that she could go back to talking about Shakespeare.

"Thank you Miss Montez now please go take a seat." She said as she entered this on the school registration system. Chanel nodded and began to walk to her seat. As she made her way she felt all eyes on her. She looked around and saw that she was right. The class was looking at Chanel and how she had changed. By now they were used to her flashy and over done outfits but this-this was more Gabriella. Chanel just smiled at them as she found her seat-this made them even more confused and astonished.

"What's with the getup?" Kelsi was the first to speak. Everyone shrugged and just dismissed the topic.

"Forget the change-and the cute shoes- she's our ticket to finding out where Gabriella and Troy are." Sharpay stated. The rest nodded and agreed with her statement-obviously the boys disagreed with the shoes part.

"We'll talk to her in free period."Jason suggested. The rest agreed. The turned their attention back to Ms Darbus.

"…Romeo and Juliet was a tale of two lovers, it was an amazing story and even better play. Back in the old days…" Ms Darbus was on a roll today. Apparently-according to Ryan-Ms Darbus had gone out to see yet another Shakespeare play. Everyone knew that she talked about them non stop after she had seen them so today was going to be a long day.

"Don't you mean back in your days." Chad said and some of the students sniggered.

"Thank you Mr Danforth." Ms Darbus turned her attention to Chad. "And I don't need to remind you that this is not a hockey arena!" Ms Darbus shouted.

"For God's sake woman they are called basketball courts! We play with this ball on a basketball court!" Chad nearly yelled at his teacher. Ms Darbus just raised an eyebrow.

"Mr Danforth I highly suggest that you keep your opinions to yourself." She said before walking off.

"Who said anything about opinions? It's a damn fact! A basketball is used on a basketball court! If I was carrying a hockey putt then but…" Chad began to ramble but a hand covered his mouth.

"Quit while you're ahead Chad." Taylor said and took her hand away. Chad sighed and sunk back in his seat. Taylor looked up at the time, if they weren't here in another fifteen minutes then something was definitely wrong. She looked over at Chanel who – instead of her normal glare – had a huge smile plastered on her face.

"Something is definitely wrong." Taylor whispered to no one.

The Bolton Household…

Troy placed the plates on a tray and was about to take the tray into the living room when Gabriella walked in.

"Hey sleepyhead, are you feeling better?" Troy asked as he planted a kiss on the top of her head. Gabriella nodded as she slowly limped towards the stool. She sat down and sighed. Her body was hurting all over, sure she could walk again but it didn't mean that she was 100 okay.

"Your mom did a great job with first aid. I mean I feel a little better." Gabriella said. Troy looked up and smiled.

"Yeah well she has to be good at first aid because of the care home stuff enit." Troy explained. Gabriella nodded.

"Yum that looks nice." She said as she eyed the breakfast that was sitting on a plate on a tray. Troy just grinned as he took two glasses out and poured in some orange squash.

"Well it was going to be breakfast in bed for you but now it'll just have to be breakfast on the table." Troy said. Gabriella laughed a little. Troy joined in, not because he found it funny but because Gabriella's laugh was contagious and when she laughed, he laughed. Troy placed the tray in front of Gabriella and took the seat next to hers.

"So wildcat what are we up to today?" Gabriella asked as she dug into her breakfast.

"Well I was thinking that we go get your stuff-" Troy felt Gabriella tense up next to him, he sighed a little and caressed her hand trying to make her relax. "-Then we could go to the park or wherever else you want to go." Troy finished. His method had seemed to work because Gabriella was relaxed again.

"Great but I kind of want to go back to the care home. I want to see Derek again." Gabriella said. Troy nodded.

"Yeah we can go there after we go to get your stuff." Troy said as he watched her finish her breakfast.

"Great." Gabriella said quietly. Troy noticed her tone.

"Or we can go before, just so you can relax a bit before going next door." Troy suggested. Gabriella looked up and smiled.

"That would be better." She said in her normal tone of voice. Troy smiled and nodded. "But urm what shall I wear?" Gabriella said looking down at her bloody shirt and torn trousers. Troy thought for a moment and then grinned.

"Well Jen usually stays over so she has a full draw of clothes upstairs. You can borrow a pair of her clothes." Troy said. Gabriella nodded.

"Great, I think I'll go find them now." She stood up and began to walk – limp – out of the room. Troy watched her walk out and sighed. He knew she was putting on a brave face and it hurt him to know that she felt as if she needed to keep everything cooped up inside. Gabriella walked up the stairs carefully, not wanting to hurt herself even more. She walked over to the room Jen usually stayed in and looked for her closet. Gabriella found a reasonably large closet and opened it. Inside she found a lot of clothes. Gabriella smiled. Jen always over packed. Gabriella searched through the hoard of clothes, trying to find something that was more, well, her. She found a nice black off shoulder roll sleeve top and some rouched leggings to go with it. Gabriella peeled off her blood ridden shirt and placed the new, comfortable – and not to mention clean – top over it. She did the same with her trousers. Gabriella found some nice little pumps sitting by the closet and figured that Jen wouldn't mind if she borrowed them for a day. Gabriella placed them on her feet and sighed. Next thing to conquer was her hair. She searched around the room and spotted a nice dressing table sitting in the corner. On the dressing table was a load of hair accessories and make up. Gabriella giggled.

"Good old Jen." She said as she began to sort herself out. After a few minutes Gabriella was clean and ready to go. She walked out of the room and bumped into Troy.

"Hey." Troy said looking down at his girlfriend. "You look nice Brie." Troy said with a smile. Gabriella smiled back and kissed him on his lips. She felt Troy smile into the kiss as she deepened it. After a few seconds Gabriella pulled away. Troy looked at her with a confused expression on his face.

"We have to get to the care home." She said taking his hand and leading him downstairs.

"They wouldn't mind if we were a few minutes late, I'm sure!" Troy said. Gabriella just laughed at his attempts. Again Troy couldn't help but smile and laugh along with her. "Okay let's just go." Troy said as he grabbed his jacket. He looked at Gabriella who was just standing there. "Its cold outside so…" Troy said as he handed her one of his jumpers. Gabriella put the jacket on and gave Troy a thankful smile. The two walked out and Gabriella waited as Troy locked the door. After he was done, he took Gabriella's hand and they were one their way.

The Care Home…

"ANA!" Sue screamed at the young girl. Ana just smiled cheekily and ran into the other room. Sue sighed and began to clean up the mess that had just been created. Sue picked up a sponge and started to clean the table. DING DONG! Sue sighed as she heard the doorbell ring.

"Please let it be help." She whispered as she made her way towards the front door. When she got there she made out two figures standing on the other side of the door. A male and female. "Huh?" She said. There weren't any potential foster parents coming in today. Sue frowned as she opened the door.

"Hey Sue!" Sue's frown turned into a smile as she recognised the couple.

"Troy, Gabriella. Great to see you come in." She said as she stepped to a side. Troy and Gabriella smiled as they entered the care home. Sue closed the front door and followed them into the living room. "I'm a wreck at the moment and so is the house." Sue said pointing to all the mess on the floor.

"No worries Sue, you sort yourself out and we'll sort the place out." Gabriella said. Sue nodded.

"Thanks a million you two." She said as she walked out of the room. After she left Troy and Gabriella looked around the room and then at each other.

"Let's get cracking." Troy said rubbing his hands together. "Shall I take the kitchen?" He asked his girlfriend. Gabriella nodded.

"Yeah sure, I'll sort out these kids." She said as she looked at the messy, dirty children. Troy rolled his eyes playfully.

"Yeah sure, give me the easy job." He said with fake sarcasm. Gabriella giggled a little and pushed him towards the door.

"Okay…let's see…" She said as she looked at the kids. They were sat in front of the TV watching cartoons. Gabriella sighed and chose the smallest kid first. "Hey…" She spoke softly. The child looked back at her, a cute smile plastered on his face. "What's your name cutie?" She asked.

"Timothy." He replied quietly. Gabriella nodded and took his hand.

"Well Timothy, let's go get you dressed." She said as he led her up to his room. Gabriella looked through the little boy's closet and found a cute shirt and jeans for him to wear. After struggling to get the clothes on Timothy, she sorted his shoes, face and hair out. "Okay that's it Timothy." She said ruffling his hair a little. Timothy hugged her and then ran off to play. Gabriella winced a little at his touch but smiled nonetheless. After he left she went to fins another child to sort out.

East High…

Chanel walked down the halls, pleased that she hadn't done one horrible thing throughout the first part of the day. The downfall was that Gabriella was nowhere to be seen, that meant that either she had been found, or was still missing. As Chanel thought, she didn't realise that Sharpay and Taylor were headed her way.

"Oi, princess, I need a word." Sharpay spoke harshly, causing Chanel to snap out of her thoughts. Chanel opened her mouth to respond but she was already being dragged away.

"Hey, get off me." She struggled as they led her into a room. They shoved her in and stepped inside, closing the door behind them.

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