After he agreed to the walk, he was whisked away a few hundred feet from the party to a pool. It was complete with a water fall and it looked out to the gorgeous country club where the party was taking place. When they both sat down at the edge of the pool, they could still hear Kool & The Gang coming from the party. Sharpay pulled her shoes off her feet and placed her toes into the pool. Chad sat down but swung his legs around so they were behind her and he was facing her, chest to chest almost.

He watched as she looked down into the pool. Her reflection could be found slightly through the lit water. By looking at her arms, Chad knew that she was tense. Her arms were clenched and her knuckles were turning white. Chad has seen Sharpay tense, angry, upset, but this was something new. Whatever she was about to say was obviously something that bothered her.

"You're being really hard to read right now." Chad said to her as she continued to look into the water.

Chad continued to stare at her as if he was watching paint dry. She didnt turn to face him, or make a noise. She just sat dormant.

"Are you going to say anything?" He questioned.

Finally she let out a small noise, a sigh, and she turned to him.

"I took a pregnancy test today." She confessed.

She figured there was no need to dance around it. After she let it slip, she realized that there were a million other ways to tell him. She didn't even lead into it, she just let it flow out like word vomit.

"You took a what?" He shouted. He wanted to make sure he was getting this right. Sharpay Evans, his super safe girlfriend, took a pregnancy test?

"Well I took about ten." She told him still staring into the water. She felt his hand cover the small of her back and she turned to look at him. Just looking into his eyes she knew that he was scared. Her tiny body took in a deep breath and she exhaled out "I'm not pregnant."

"Jesus." He ran his hands through his hair as he looked at his girlfriend who looked like she was about to burst into tears. He immediately pulled her into his arms as she let out a few soft sobs. She wasn't crying about not being pregnant, she had that moment earlier with Gabriella. She was crying because of the thing that she was about to do next.

"Are you okay?" He whispered into her ear.

Sharpay was able to bring herself out of her boyfriends hold and looked at him. Her fingers shook as she pushed away a few tears that tread down her beautiful face.

"Um, today was a day of clarity for me." She said to him. "Today helped me finalize some things that I have been thinking about for a while." Her voice shook as she was about to start her realization. "As I sat in the stall and peed on the stick, I thought to myself "Am I ready for this?". What if all ten were positive am I really ready to become a mother? I hate kids. I despise children. Kids were never in the cards for me. Then I thought are me and Chad at a place in our relationship were we are ready to raise a child together?"

"Yes we are!" Chad spoke up. He knew where this was going and was trying to salvage it while he can by saying something. "Troy and Gabriella are so are we!"

Sharpay put her hand on his and looked into his eyes. "Chad, Troy and Gabriella are so different from us. They have been ready for kids since the moment they met. We are not kid people."

"We could be kid people!"

Sharpay shook her head. "Honey I saw the bong in your hallway closet last week. We are so not kid people!" This made Chad smile a little.

"I haven't used that in years." He tried to redeem himself.

"Then get rid of it!" Sharpay quickly reeled herself back in to get to the point of all of this. "And even before I thought I was pregnant, I have been thinking about us. And we haven't been us in such a long time Chad." She told him honestly. "We don't have that spark we did in the beginning. The spark is there, but it is not as strong as it is right now." Chad looked out into the water not wanted to look at her anymore. This was ripping him apart inside. He thought they were doing great.

"And as I sat there waiting for the stick to turn blue, I thought am I ready to be with Chad for the rest of my life?"

Chad quickly turned around and faced her "Being pregnant doesn't mean you are guaranteed me for life."

"Yes it does!" She shouted. "I would have a little bit of you inside me and I am not ready for that! Chad there are so many other things that I want to do with my life. Do you think I want to work in a bar forever? I don't want that life. I can't raise a kid on my income at the bar! I'm 26 years old and I haven't started my life! Today showed me that I need to get out there and start living for me."

Chad continued to stare at her blankly knowing that their relationship was about to end, again, right here. "So what you're saying is that you need a break?"

"What I'm saying is I need a break up." Sharpay finalized. "I dont want to hold you back or myself. In order for me to do what I need to do I can't have you in my life right now."

Sharpay was screaming at herself inside knowing that this was probably the harshest breakup she has ever had. Not only did she scare him with a pregnancy, but she also told him that she can't have him in her life right now. She hated herself for doing this to him.

She watched as Chad stood up and started to walk away. "Chad don't leave like this!"

He turned around and looked at her. Her face was stained with tears and he knew that she felt terrible, but he didn't feel bad for her.

"I think I need a drink." Was all he said and she watched him as he retreated back to the party.


Her hands rubbed slowly together as she applied her sweet pea lotion. Her body was covered warmly by her comforter, and her shoulders were covered by a small cardigan. Her long curly hair was pulled up into a bun on the top of her head, and she had not one stitch of makeup on her face. She loved being able to do this, just come home and unwind after a long day.

She watched as the bathroom went black and her gorgeous fiancée walked out of the bathroom and towards the bed. His chest was bare and he was wearing grey sweatpants. He smiled at her as he crawled onto the bed. She began to giggle when he immediately started to kiss her warm neck.

"Mmm." she hummed into his ear as he kissed her neck harder. When he was finished he came up and looked into her beautiful eyes. He loved when she wasn't wearing any makeup, she was prettier without all that gunk on her face.

"Successful day." He said to her as he pushed a few fly aways behind her ear.

"Very successful day." She said as he rolled over to his side of the bed. Once he was comfortable his arm lifted up and she laid into his chest. Her left arm was over his chest and she felt herself start to dose off.

"What was going on with Sharpay and Chad?" he asked adding to a part of the successful day they had.

Gabriella quickly tried to find something else for them to talk about. She had yet to fill him in on the whole Sharpay pregnancy scare and her breaking up with his best friend.

"I'm only asking because Chad basically drank every drop of alcohol in the entire country club. I asked him what was up and he refused to tell me." He explained to his fiancée. Gabriella pushed herself closer into him and closed her eyes.

She could tell him, or she could just fall asleep and wait for the train wreck that was sure to happen tomorrow. Sharpay will wake up and call Gabriella tearfully saying maybe she made a mistake. Gabriella would then tell her that this will pass and that she didn't make a mistake.

Chad will call either him or Troy tearfully asking why she would do that. They were so great for so long. Chad might even come around knocking on their door wanting to talk in the middle of the night. That wouldn't surprise her since that happens a lot when Chad is drunk and upset.

In the end Gabriella figured that she should probably prepare him for what was to come once the sun rises. She sighed and pushed herself up on her elbow and looked over at her fiancée.

"Sharpay broke up with Chad." She broke the news to him.

"What?" Troy was shocked. "Why?"

Gabriella threw her head back and groaned softly. "Okay," She started off. "This morning Sharpay came to see me at the club when I was setting up for the party. She was crying and told me that she thinks she's pregnant."

Troy immediately sat up against the head board. She now had his full attention.

"She was going on about if her and Chad were even ready for this. She was thinking about breaking up with him even before all of this happened. She wasn't sure if she wanted to have Chad in her life permanently. Because that's what happens when you have someone's child, they will always be in your life. Then she was going on about how she doesn't want kids and blah blah blah." Gabriella waved her arms in the air a little annoyed. "So she took ten test and they were all..negative. After that, she learned that the scare showed her that she really hasn't started her life. She wants to go get a real job and do things her way by herself. Your boy wasn't in the picture anymore."

Troy's face didn't move the entire story. He wasn't sure how to feel about this one. "Wow, that's a lot of information to digest in two minutes."

"Yeah."

Being Troy, he didn't think about how this affected Sharpay and Chad. He thought about how this affected Gabriella. Yes this was not her problem and it had nothing to do with her, but he knows that Sharpay coming to her like that killed her inside.

"Were you okay when she told you?" He asked.

Gabriella scrunched her face up and shook her head shamefully. "When she told me I said 'What?' angrily. I didn't mean for it to come out that way but it did." Gabriella rolled to her left and her feet were now on the floor. "I mean this is Sharpay we are talking about." Her body began to pace back and forth in front of the bed. "I mean she never misses a pill and has condoms spread all over her apartment. So when she tells me she might be pregnant I was screaming inside!"

And here it is, how she really felt. Troy knew that it would start out as something sugar coated. But once she opened her mouth and began to speak, he knew the real feelings were going to flood out of her.

"Here is someone who hates children, despises them, and she might have had one growing inside her." Gabriella seethed. "And here is someone." She pointed at herself. "Who loves children, adores them, and she is still empty. Even after she goes off the pill and has sex around the clock!" She was still pacing when she turned around and found Troy stopping her.

He placed his hands gently on her cheek and looked into her beautiful sad eyes. "Gabriella Marie Montez, how many times do I have to tell you? You will not be empty forever." He watched as her face fell into his hands even more. "We have only really been trying for a month now anyway, it's still so soon." He brought reality into the situation. "One day I won't be able to hold you this close because your big stomach will be in the way." He watched as her mouth turned into a small smile and she let out a giggle. His hands moved off of her cheeks and onto her extremely flat stomach. She felt his thumb rub her stomach gently and he looked up at her. "You will have your day when you have to pee on ten pregnancy test sticks. I promise you."

She sighed as she placed her hands on top of his. "I just want that day to be today."

"The best things in life are worth waiting for." He explained to her. "Besides you have to be able to fit into a wedding dress." Her laughter filled the room as she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face into his bare chest.

"This is very true. If I was nine months pregnant at our wedding that would be a little to redneck don't cha think?" She asked him. He laughed in agreement and kissed her forehead.

"You would still look beautiful." She squeezed him tighter. "Can you imagine Sharpay with a kid though? God I think I would call child services as soon as she popped."

Gabriella laughed again and looked up at him. "I think she would be half decent."


In order to get her mind off babies, she decided to get her mind on something else. Weddings!

After all hers was coming up fast. There was still so much that needed to be done. They needed a venue, they needed to pick out china, colors, flowers, tuxes, the wedding dress, bridesmaids dresses, invitations, table settings, and other things that would eventually matter at one point. They only had three months to plan it all out. Well more like three months and two weeks! Still weddings take months and months to plan. These two were in crunch time.

She spent the morning cutting out pictures from bridal magazines. She cut out everything she could think of at 6 am. Once she had about 200 hundred cut outs she quickly found scotch tape and started to decorate her apartment with the cutouts. The kitchen was dressed with different entrees to serve during dinner. The dining room was covered with different china patterns and table settings. The tiny hallway leading to the living room was covered with all different kinds of flowers as well as designs for bridesmaid's dresses. The living room held different tuxes and color schemes. The final spot was right near the front door. The little alcove where the front door is was covered with destinations for the honeymoon. They never talked about where they wanted to go, so she figured she would give them about fifty options.

The pitter patter of feet echoed in the apartment as her fiancée started his day. He rubbed his eyes softly and he made his way into the kitchen. All he wanted was a big vat of coffee. The night before he had been out drinking with Chad and needless to say alcohol was winning the battle this morning. He opened the cupboard and pulled out a filter and the coffee. He turned to the coffee maker and found a picture of a piece of steak. He ripped it off and stared at it contently for a few moments until finally realizing what he was looking at. He turned around and walked to where he heard his bride to be.

He found her taping up the Bahamas next to the front door. She heard him approach because she turned around and smiled at him widely.

"Hi baby!" She greeted as she reached for Paris and stuck it next to the Bahamas.

"What is this?" Troy asked still half asleep.

"Steak." Gabriella told him in a 'duh' tone. "What does it look like to you?"

Troy didn't smile at her attempt to be funny. He just ignored her and answered. "It looks like steak. The question is why the hell is a picture of steak on my coffee pot?"

Gabriella sighed and took his hand in hers. "I hate when you are hung over." She muttered to herself as she guided him to the starting point. Troy usually isn't a morning person, but when he is hung over forget it. He is ten times worse then he usually is.

"So since we have yet to start picking anything for our wedding, I decided to cut out certain things from magazines and post them around the apartment. That way we can stop and look and if we don't like something rip it off the wall." She said acting out ripping one off the wall. "Obviously it won't be that exact one, but it would at least give us an idea." She said turning to face him. "So what do you think?"

"How long have you been doing this?" He mumbled.

"For about an hour and a half." She answered quickly.

All he did was kiss her forehead and shuffle back into the kitchen. "You're a freak." He told her approaching the coffee maker.

She leaned against the frame in the kitchen and smirked. "You will thank me later. Its a brilliant idea." She pushed herself off the frame and she approached him from behind and snaked her arms around his waist. She kissed his bare shoulder softly. "Don't hate because I'm wide awake with no headache at seven AM." She laughed.

"Im getting to old to be drinking like that." He told her as he filled up the coffee filter.

"How do you think I feel? I went drinking with Sharpay three days ago. She knocks back drinks like its water!" Gabriella explained. "I can't keep up with her. I get pressured to have more and more."

Troy was able to laugh a little. "It's been two weeks. You would think they would be getting better." Troy said referring to the recent break up. Both parties denied that they were both fine, but the couple that knew them the most knew that they were far from it.

"We need non alcoholic friends." Gabriella told him.

"We should look into that!" Troy exclaimed. Gabriella giggled and kissed him on the cheek.

"Okay I need to get ready for work. Look at some of the pictures when you eat breakfast!" She added and she scurried off to the bathroom to shower.

Coffee was dripping into the pot as Troy walked around the kitchen and looked at some of the pictures. He couldn't. The site of food wanted to make him vomit right now.


That following day Sharpay was to meet Gabriella at a bridal shop in town. Sharpay was coming after a interview for a brand new PR job. The only catch was the job was in Los Angles. Who is there to represent in Albuquerque? Absolutely no one. This agency had offices spread out across the country and one happened to be a half hour out of Albuquerque. PR was something that Sharpay knew she wanted to do. She felt it was her calling. Well, Sharpay thinks everything is a calling.

Gabriella stood in front of the rack of dresses trying to decide which one she wanted to try on. She had an idea of what she wanted. It had to be classic, traditional, with a little bit of a modern twist. She shifted through the dresses trying to find one similar. Maria Montez helped her glowing daughter try to find a dress, but her daughter seemed interested in something else.

She reached into her bag and pulled out her cell phone. Sure enough there was a message from Sharpay. I'm so sorry. Five minutes.

Her eyes rolled as she slipped her phone back into her bag. Typical Sharpay.

"Gabi." Her head whipped around to find her mother holding up a dress. The dress wasn't even out of the clear cover and Gabriella already knew it was hideous.

"Not me mom." Gabriella told her sweetly as she took it from her mother and placed it back on the rack. She loved that her mother was helping her, but Maria still had the style of 1976. Sharpay knew Gabriella inside and out. Gabriella trusted her opinion on a dress better than her own mother.

As if on cue, in comes the princess herself showering Gabriella with apologies.

"Sweetheart I'm so sorry!" Sharpay gushes as she run into the store. "My interview ran late and then traffic."

Gabriella stopped her insisting that it was okay. All that mattered was that she was here right now. "So how did the interview go?"

Sharpay threw her bag and coat down on the white sofa that was sitting in front of the mirror where the brides would stand. "I think it went really well." Sharpay said super confident. "I feel like I nailed it."

"Fingers crossed!" Gabriella held up her fingers crossed and Sharpay did the same.

"I really want it." Sharpay confessed to her.

Gabriella sat down on the couch as Sharpay followed suit. "If this doesn't happen there are other jobs out there for you. I promise." Gabriella assured her. "Now can we please get down to business?" Gabriella asked her. "My mother does not know my style at all!"

"I can still hear you my dear!" Her mother chirped behind the dress rack making the two girls burst out in laughter.


That night Gabriella walked into her apartment to find it dark. Troy got off of work about an hour ago and he usually beats her home on certain nights. And he texted earlier to say that he was going to be home early.

She carefully closed the door and called his name. Nothing. She flipped the switch to turn on the living room lights. The place was just as she left it this morning. She figured that he got hung up on something at work. Maybe they needed more hands on deck. Troy was always the person to volunteer his time first. She nodded in satisfaction knowing that was the possible cause for him not being home.

She walked back into the kitchen and opened the fridge to find something to drink. She was not in the mood for wine, even though that's probably what she should be drinking after being with her mother all day. Three hours in a dress shop and nothing. There were a few that she liked, but nothing that moved her to tears when she tried it on. She was looked for the dress that made her bawl like a baby in.

She pulled the gallon of ice tea out of the fridge and poured herself a glass. She took a sip she looked at the clock. It was 8:30, still early but late enough for Gabriella to get into something more comfortable. She retreated back to her bedroom and laid down on the bed. She had a very long day and she was beyond exhausted. She woke up early this morning before Troy woke up to get to work. She left early the previous day and she needed to finish paper work that continued to pile up on her desk. Come to think of it, she didn't talk to Troy at all today. Throughout the entire day only a few text messages were exchanged. She pushed herself up on the bed and looked over at the bag that held her latest purchase.

After they had no luck at the dress shop, Sharpay insisted that they stop at the mall. In order to boost her best friends spirits up she took her to get some lingerie. Gabriella of course opposed to it. Gabriella was never a person who thought she was sexy enough to wear that kind of stuff. Sure she had a few things that she wore for Troy time to time, but it was nothing special.

Sharpay told her since she doesn't need any right now because there is no one she is dying to impress she will be picking it out for her. The catch; Gabriella had to buy it. Right away Gabriella said no way because knowing Sharpay she would leave Gabriella with some hot pink lace number and she would look ridiculous. Sharpay was appalled that her friend didn't give her more credit than that. In the end Sharpay won over and Gabriella was forced to purchase something she wasn't too fond of.

Gabriella didn't like Sharpays choice in the store, but when Gabriella stripped down and put it on she felt so good about herself. She would have said it herself. She looked hot. Sharpay picked out a very light purple pleated baby doll for her friend. It was tasteful with a dash of sexy. Lace covered her breasts, as a empire waist held a satin bow. After the satin bow, it was all see through. Gabriella ran into the bedroom and pulled open her underwear drawer. She pulled out her black thong and slipped it on.

After that there was no stopping Gabriella. She was all dressed up she might as well go all out. She went into the bathroom and plugged in her curling iron. She loosely curled spots that were dead in her hair. She ran her fingers through, and let her fall onto her shoulders. She reached for her favorite perfume and sprayed it on her. She reapplied a touch of mascara, brushed her teeth, and then ran back into her bedroom. She quickly remade the bed from this morning and sprawled herself in the middle of the bed. The bed. Soft. Squishy. Warm. It was as though as soon as her body touched the bed she was just out like a light.

It was then thirty by the time Troy Bolton rolled into his apartment. He smiled as he saw the pictures of different honeymoon spots in the doorway still. It's been a week and she still has yet to take them down. He knew where he wanted to go, but he just wasn't sure if she was crazy about it.

"Ella!" He called through his home. There was no answer. "Baby!" He called once he got to the kitchen. Still there was no answer. He walked back into their bedroom to find his beautiful bride to be sprawled across their bed asleep. She was resting comfortably all curled up in bed. He didn't want to wake her, but then he saw the way she looked. Her long legs bare, her breasts full in her new lingerie. He figured it was new, she has never worn it before. Her skin looked soft and warm and her lips were luscious.

He walked closer to her and knelt down in front of the bed. His face was inches from hers when he placed a gentle kiss on her lips. It was as if he was waking sleeping beauty, as soon as his lips departed from hers, her eyes fluttered open. At first she smiled to see him after going all day without having any contact. But then it sat in that she fell asleep and she shot up quickly.

"I can't believe that!" Gabriella groaned mad at herself for falling asleep.

Troy laughed as she sat down on the bed with her. "Oh stop it. You just had a very long day.' He told her.

She nodded in agreement as she crossed her feet. "I did. But I missed you and I wanted to look nice for you and I..." She was interrupted by another kiss and she immediately shut up. When he pulled back he whispered.

"You are a bombshell Gabriella Montez." Gabriella felt her face grow red hot. Even after all this time, whenever he complimented her like that she was still blushing. Her hands graced his face as she kissed him once more.

He slowly lowered her on the bed as he intensified the kisses between them. Her long brown hair was scattered all over the pillow as his hand ran through a small section of her hair. Her hands ran up his shirt and she slowly peeled it off her body. His lips kissed her soft neck slowly. He breathed in the scent of his favorite perfume she wears and smiled to himself.

"You smell amazing." He moaned into her neck.

"You don't smell bad yourself." She joked back. He laughed and kissed her again rolling over. Now both of them were parallel to each other as Troy lowered his hand to her back and grabbed Gabriella's bare cheek. Gabriella then arched herself towards him urging him to stop teasing her. She wanted him. She wanted him now. They can make out all they want later.

"I was thinking about you all day today." Troy confessed mid kiss to her. She smiled into the kiss that she returned him with.

"Oh yeah?" She asked playfully. He nodded and kissed her again.

"I was thinking about you, us, the future." He confessed more as he brought her closer to him.

"Tell me more." She told him rolling on top of him kissing his chest. She was caught by surprise when he grabbed onto her and rolled her over back onto her back. Her brown met his blue as he smiled.

"And I was thinking that I have a job." Troy explained to her.

Gabriella giggled at Troy's playful seriousness. "And what would that job be?" she kicked out Troy's serious statement and added a playful flare.

She felt his strong hands travel south and soon enough she found her panties on the floor along with his pants and underwear. Her eyes widened as she felt him enter her slowly. Even after all this time romantically together, she still got chills down her spine when he entered her.

Gabriella struggled to find her breath again as Troy searched for her strong eye contact. Once he found it, he told her "That job is to give you a beautiful child." He told her as Gabriella's heart melted by his words. "So what do you say? Should we give this another try?" Troy didn't even wait for a answer. He began to rock them both back and forth slowly as Gabriella's jaw locked. When they were connected she felt like it was only them on this planet. For right now, all she knows is that it is them.

With nothing blocking the two of them they gave it everything they had. Gabriella was screaming inside being able to feel everything. Every part, every groove, every muscle. It was the best feeling in the world.

Troy's head bowed into Gabriella's chest as her neck arched back as she let a few moans slip out. Troys tongue touched each breasts for a moment until he came up and retreated to her lips. Her arms flung around his neck as they both moved slowly together. His mouth covered hers as they rode out the end together. The moans were escaping them loudly as they felt each explode. They broke with mouths a gape trying to catch their breath. Neither moved a muscle as they let their orgasm simmer.

"You okay?" He whispered to her. Gabriella simply nodded trying to catch her breath. "Baby, you are incredible."

Gabriella giggled softly as Troy rolled off of her to the left, but was able to bring her right back into his arms. He pulled the covers over both of them as he held her closely.

"Paris." She mumbled into her pillow.

"What?"

"For our honeymoon. I want to go to Paris." Gabriella said to him. "I want to be able to make love to you like this with the Eiffel tower lit up in the background. I want to be able to drink champagne with you under the Eiffel tower with you. I want to eat at tiny bistros. And most of all I want to get dirty looks from the locals because we are dirty Americans on their turf."

Troy laughed as he imagined the two of them eating breakfast and a French man coming up and yelling at them. "That sounds perfect. A little cliché, but perfect."

"Where were you thinking?" She asked turning her whole body to face him. He smiled and said,

"Europe." Gabriella smiled.

"Would you like to go to Paris with me?" She asked him.

Troy pushed himself forward and kissed her softly. "I would go anywhere with you."

Troy couldn't help but smile wide as his fiancées eyes lit up like the Eiffel Tower as she rolled on top of him and kissed him vigorously. "Pack your bags baby! We are going to Pari!"

Troy laughed out loud as she kissed him once more. "I want you to think of the two of us in Paris if you ever get stressed about this wedding. When you can't find flowers or a dress just remember: Paris!"

She nodded excitedly as she felt his hands travel down her backside. Their tongues danced as he rolled her onto her back and dominated her. His right hand ran up her left leg as it was bent on the bed. Her hands ran through his hair and then down his neck and finally ending at his chest.

"I think we might have to try again." She told him. "I don't think it worked the first time." She said finding a excuse to just have sex with him once more.

"Well I mean if you really think it's necessary." He said playing along and she nodded. Troy was about to lower himself into her when he heard the doorbell. They both stopped and Gabriella looked up at him in panic.

"Who could that be?" She asked. She turned to see the clock on the nightstand to see that it was almost 11:30. She got off the bed and quickly threw a sweat shirt over her lingerie and sweatpants on her bottom. She told Troy to stay right there. Gabriella quickly fiddled with her sex hair to make it look like she just didn't get laid. She ran towards the door and looked through the peep hole. She was in no way surprised to see what was behind the door.

"I didn't get the job!" Sharpay cried as she walked in the apartment without even being invited to come in.

"Oh please do come in." Gabriella said sarcastically as she closed the door and followed Sharpay to the kitchen where she was already raiding the fridge.

"Why didn't I get hired? I mean I am qualified!" Sharpay pulled out a beer and twisted off the top.

Gabriella stood in the frame of the kitchen and watched her best friend. "I hate to break it to you Shar, but you kinda aren't. You have no job experience in PR. You have never even interned anywhere!" Gabriella explained to her.

"Yeah well..." Sharpay stopped to think and then took a long swig of the beer. Gabriella knew that she was drinking Troy's favorite beer. He would not be very happy when he saw an empty bottle the he knows he never drank.

"Oh honey. You will find a job! You only had been in your new life for two weeks!" Gabriella pointed out.

"It's going to be three weeks in two days! Three weeks since my little pregnancy fiasco! I need something to happen to me!" Sharpay exclaimed as she took another swig.

Gabriella turned her head to see Troy walking out of their bedroom shirtless and in his navy blue boxers. "Babe what is going..." He stopped when he saw Sharpay standing in his kitchen drinking his beer. "Sharpay." He said in disappointment.

Typical Sharpay fashion she greeted him loud and obnoxiously. After the greeting she began to look at the picture in front of her. A barely clothed Troy and Gabriella in sweats. And what is that poking out from under the sweatshirt? Is that the purple baby doll that she picked out for her earlier today? Oh my god she walked in when they were...

"Oh my god! You guys were just totally getting it on!" Sharpay slammed down her beer and grabbed her bag. "I am so sorry. I had no idea how much of a sex pot this place has turned into!"

Gabriella immediately stopped her. "No don't go."

"Oh yes please stay." Troy said dryly which received a shut up glare from Gabriella.

"No. I should have called. I thought for sure you guys would be up. Apparently I was right." Sharpay then noticed all the cut outs around the apartment. "Honey why do you have arts and crafts all over your walls?" She asked curiously looking at a picture of shrimp.

"It's for the wedding." Troy chimed in.

Sharpay ignored him and continued to head to the door. "Ill just call you tomorrow." She kissed Gabriella on the cheek and then opened her apartment door to find a drunken Chad Danforth behind it. Sharpay stood agape as she took in the scene before her. She hasn't seen or talked to him in almost three weeks now here he is drunk on his friends doorstep.

"Well I guess this is the thing that happens to you." Gabriella jokes with her, but Sharpay turns around and by the look on her face you know she doesn't think it's funny.


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