We walked into the school Monday morning, arms wrapped around each other. Not only were we happy, we wanted to show everyone that we were together and happy. Kelsi and Ryan were standing by her locker, his arm wrapped around her, as she pulled her books out for first period. "I want to thank Kelsi for your trickery Friday night," I whispered up to Troy as we approached them. He nodded, kissing the top of my head. "Go ahead, baby," he told me, rubbing my stomach softly. I had worn a dress again, grey, long sleeved and tights. I didn't even bother to wear a coat. The dress was warm enough and I was done with hiding the Niños from the world. Troy had even told me himself he had loved what I had worn Friday at school and when I put this dress on this morning, he almost ripped it off of me, pressing me against the wall before we left, almost taking me right there, but we both knew we didn't have enough time. "Maybe we'll have time during free period," he had suggested, growling in my ear. It got me every time, that growl. It made me weak in the knees and made me want to jump him right there, but I'd have to wait.

I walked up behind my sister, crossing my arms over my the top of my stomach. "Thank you, Kelsi!" I said, pretending to be pissed off. She turned around, stepping back against her locker and against Ryan more. "I can't believe you tricked me like that! The way you got me up to the restaurant Friday was really sneaky!" She wrapped her arms around Ryan, pulling her closer to her. "I'm sorry, Gabs, I was just trying to help." I smiled brightly as Troy came up behind me, wrapping his arms around me. "Thank you, Kels!" Her eyes and mouth opened widely, sighing heavily. "Oh, my gosh, Gabby. I thought you were infuriated with me." I smiled, shaking my head, looking over my shoulder at Troy before looking back at Kelsi. "Oh, no! I'm so glad you got me up there," I told her, holding my hand up to her, showing her my ring. Kelsi squealed happily, grabbing my hand. "It's so beautiful!" She looked at Troy, still holding my hand. "It's perfect, Troy!" She looked back down at my hand, holding it as she looked at it closely.

Just then we heard a blood curdling, bone shattering scream beside us. I turned to see Sharpay walking toward me, her Christian Dior stilettos clicking on the linoleum toward us. She yanked my hand out of Kelsi's, holding it up in front of her face. "This can't be happening! This is a horrible dream!" Troy unwrapped his arms from me, pulling me behind him. "Get the hell away from her, Sharpay," he yelled at her, pushing her back and away from us. "You're a bitch! You're the reason why Gabriella and I were apart for more than a week. You were the one who caused the problem between her and her mother. You plastered our twins' picture all over the school. Stay away from Gabriella and me. We've done nothing to deserve your shit!" Her eyes had flashed wide but only momentarily before she placed her hands on her hips, pouting heavily. "Nothing? You've done NOTHING?" She glared at Troy and then back at me. "She's always getting everything from Ms. Darbus. All the good parts. All her attention. Drama Club President three years running. And you," she said, looking at Troy. "I've wanted you from the moment we met. I don't care if it was when we were in kinderfuckingarten. I wanted you to be mine, but you never even looked my way! Then she throws herself all over you and I was nothing more than dust in the rear view mirror."

Troy stood back, wrapping his arm around me, he pulled me against his side, sighing heavily. "I'm sorry you feel that way, Sharpay, but me being with Gabriella has nothing to do with you. I never wanted you. I would say I'm sorry if that hurts you, but after what you've done to try and pull Gabriella and me apart," he shook his head, "I don't feel bad for you in the least. Just be lucky I'm the one hitting you like this, because if it were up to Gabriella," he said, smiling down at me, rubbing the side of my stomach before grinning fiendishly back over at Sharpay, "she would have pulled out those extensions of yours long time ago!" I tried not to laugh in her face right there. "But who knows?" He shrugged. It might be worth the show." Then looked down at me. "Want a go at her, baby?" He winked at me. "I'm sure even pregnant you could kick her bitchy little ass." I smirked up at him before turning to look at Sharpay. "No," I gave her a fake smile, like the many she's given me the many years we've known each other. "I think you've wiped the floor enough with that fake blonde 'do. Maybe her roots will start showing through sooner or later." He had already ran her through the ringer enough, I didn't have to attack her, even if I did want to throw in that last little zinger.

But apparently it was enough to get her to retreat. She threw her arms down in a huff, screaming in frustration, before turning away. Both Troy and I turned back to Kelsi and Ryan, immediately looking at Ryan. "I'm so sorry," we both said at the same time. Ryan shook his head, obviously confused as to why we were apologizing. "What? Why?" I looked up at Troy and then back at Ryan, explaining, "She's your sister. We didn't mean to do that in front of you!" He laughed, waving his hand off at us. "Are you kidding? It took everything I had not to bust out laughing. For all she's done to you, she deserved everything you two just said to her. In fact, I wouldn't have minded you pulling out her extensions." We all laughed out loud, even Kelsi as the bell rang, telling us to get to class. "I would pay to see that," Kelsi added as Ryan shut her locker. Troy hugged me to him as we walked away from the two of them. "See you two in free period," Kelsi said behind us. Troy walked with me over to my locker, opening it. "Thank you," I said to him, pulling my books out, letting him shut it as we walked over to his locker. He took his books out and shut the door.

He wrapped his arm around me again, kissing the side of my head. "After spending every moment with you this weekend I don't want to let you go to class." I turned to walk backward in front of him, smiling up at him as he wrapped both of his arms around me, slowing down our walking. "Troy, we have to go to class. I'll see you in free period." He pulled me back to him, frowning, pretending to be a puppy dog with me. "I'm gonna miss my baby mama." I couldn't help but giggle, shaking my head. "Troy! I'll miss you too. But I'll make it up for you later," I informed him, pulling him tighter against me, pressing my lips against his before pulling away. "I'll see you later, Wildcat," I whispered, winking at him as I walked into class, waving my fingers at him and walking into class. I looked down at my hand as I walked down the isle to my desk. I loved the way it looked on my hand. I loved the way it felt on my hand. It made me happy just to look at it. I sat down at my desk, rubbing at the ring with my thumb under my fingers, looking up at the front of class. This morning had already been a good morning and it wasn't over yet.

I quickly left class as soon as the bell rang, running down the hall, standing by the door to Gabriella's class, waiting for her walk out of the classroom. She walked out of class and past me. I snickered to myself, coming up behind her and wrapping my arms around her, pulling her back against my chest, lifting her off the ground. She cried out, giggling as I nestled my face in her neck, whispering, "Missed you, baby!" She giggled more as I let her feet back down to the floor. "Troy!" She turned around and I pressed my lips to hers, smiling brightly. "Missed me too?" She placed her hands on my face, returning my smile. "More than you can ever imagine," she said, kissing me again. I smiled down at her, rubbing her back around to her stomach. "And I missed you two," I said, leaning over to press my lips to her stomach through her dress. Gabriella laced her fingers through my hair as I stood up to see her blushing. "What did I do now?" She looked down at my hands still on her stomach. That's the first time you've talked to them here at school." My smile softened and I leaned forward to press my lips to hers gently. "I love you, Gabriella." She moved her hands up more through my hair. "I love you, Troy." I groaned, pulling away. "If you want to rehearse lines, Ms. Montez, we'd better get going." She smirked at me. "Oh, you wouldn't just rather go back stage and have your way with me?" she asked, walking off in front of me toward her locker, making sure to shake her firm ass just enough.

Gabriella and I walked into the auditorium with my arms around her from behind, my face buried in her neck. I wanted her. I knew she could feel it at her ass as we walked. Ms. Darbus turned to look at us as we came to the bottom of the stage. "Good, you're both here. We can get rolling." She turned to the stage to address everyone else, "We open on Thursday, people. That's not much time. I know a lot of you have basketball practice after school, but I want you all here as soon as Coach Bolton lets you out." Since the play is mostly full of men, Troy got most of the basketball team in here to fill the parts. Most parts weren't speaking parts, so it wasn't too bad to have them in the show. "I know you have a game tomorrow, but I want you all here during free period every day and here today and Wednesday after practice. You still have a long way to go before showtime on Thursday." She turned to face us. "Oh, not you too." She waved her hand at the stage. "Your fellow Wildcats, Bolton." I laughed, nodding. "They'll be ready, Ms. Darbus. I promise you." She threw her wrap over her shoulder, turning to sit down in the middle on the front row of seats. "You two have a particular scene you'd like to go over, or would you rather let some others have the stage for a time?" I looked down at Gabriella, rubbing her stomach. "I don't know, baby, would you like to go lay down back stage?" Gabriella smiled up at me softly, nodding slightly. "Yes. My feet are killing me." Ms. Darbus smiled up at us, waving her hand. "Of you go. Can't have my leading lady overdoing herself." Gabriella smiled over at Ms. Darbus. "Thank you, Ms. Darbus." She dismissed us with a wave, calling up onto the set. "Mercutio. Benvolio. On stage, please."

We walked up the steps as Chad and Zeke walked out onto the stage. I nodded "hey" to Chad as he waved over at me as Gabriella and I headed backstage. Gabriella pulled me into the dressing room, locking the door behind us. "We have the whole hour, Troy. What do you want to do with me?" she asked, sliding her hands up under my shirt and around me, scratching at my back softly. I smirked down at her. "Really?" I asked, almost caught off guard. She stepped back, kicking off her shoes and reaching under her dress. She pulled down her tights and her panties, dropping them on one of the makeup chairs. I groaned, taking a step closer to her, pulling her against me. "I love how adventurous you are, baby. Ever since the beginning. The pool," I said, remembering fondly, rubbing her stomach, "the day we created our perfect Niños." She smiled up at me, rubbing my hands over hers. "You know, I was trying to be sexy and you're really killing my seducing flair." I moved my hands around from her stomach to her ass, pulling her against me. She couldn't feel my cock, not since her stomach had grown so much. The only way she'd feel it is if I turned her to her side. Doing just that, I turned her completely around, lifting the back of her dress so her bare ass was against my cock, the only thing separating the two being my clothes. "Oh, Troy!" She gasped, leaning forward slightly, gripping onto the makeup counter. I leaned forward as well, moving my hands up from her stomach to her breasts, pinching slightly at her nipples through her dress and her bra, whispering heatedly against her ear, "You're sexy as hell, baby."

She pushed her ass back against my cock, causing it to press even harder against my pants, needing to be released. "I need you, Troy," she moaned and I quickly moved my hands from her breasts, undoing my belt and my pants, pushing them and my boxers down to the floor. I took my cock in my hand, rubbing it against her ass slowly. "Oh, Troy," she gasped, pushing her ass back more against me. "Don't tease me, please. Take me, Troy. Please." Her pleading with me was driving me crazy. I moved my cock from against her ass, sliding it between her legs and inside her tight, wet pussy. I groaned, pushing deep into her, loving the feel of her every time. She lifted her leg up, propping her foot up on the makeup chair, giving me better contact with her dripping pussy as she leaned over even more against the makeup counter. I kissed the back of her neck, groaning as I pushed deeper inside of her. "I love you, Gab," I groaned, moving my hands up underneath her dress and sliding up over her stomach to her bra. I slipped my hands under her bra, holding her breasts as I continued to drive inside of her. "Troy," she whimpered, leaning her head back against my shoulder. "Oh, Troy! I love you! I love you so much," she spoke breathlessly, "I love you!" I pushed deeper into her, groaning louder. "Troy, shhhh," she giggled and I thrusted harder into her, feeling my cock grow as she giggled. "Let them hear us," I grunted, moving one hand down over her stomach and to her clit. "Moan for me, baby. Tell me how good you feel."

She gripped onto the counter, pushing herself back against me, moaning. "Troy, I can't," she moaned out softly, shaking as I rubbed her clit, thrusting into her. I knew I was hitting her G-Spot from this position and everything I was doing to her was driving her as wild as how she was responding to it was driving me. "Shhhh, baby," I whispered against the back of her ear, "just enjoy it." She turned her head to me, moaning softly, "Kiss me, Troy." She pulled my head to hers, kissing me instead of waiting for me to react. She moaned loudly into my mouth as I pulled my hand from her breast and out from her dress, holding her head against mine as well, sliding my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues met and she shook a little more against my hand as I continued to stroke her clit. She gasped out, our lips coming apart as she breathed deeply. "Troy…" I knew she was going to cum. I knew it because I could feel my balls tightening up as her walls clamped down tightly around my cock, pulling me deep into her as I released.

I held onto her, keeping her from falling over. I held her closer to me, kissing the side of her neck. "I love you, Gabriella," I whispered against her ear, rubbing her stomach softly. She turned her head more to me, whispering back to me, "I love you, Troy." I smiled, rubbing her stomach more softly. Pulling out of her, I picked up her panties and her tights, helping her sit down on the makeup chair and handing her her panties and tights before leaning down to pick up my boxers and pants. She started to pull on her panties as I zipped up my pants starting to do up my belt as she started to put on her tights. "I think I'm addicted to you, Troy," she giggled, sliding her other leg into the leg of her tights. I smiled down at her, kissing the side of her head. "Good thing. Because I'm addicted to you." I winked at her as I fixed my shirt and leaned up against the makeup counter, crossing my arms over my chest. She stood up, smiling up at me, pulling her tights up to her ass before pulling her dress back into place. "It's a good thing though. I love you, Troy." I smiled down at her, pressing my lips softly to hers. "I love you, Gabriella."

I took Troy's hand, sliding my shoes on, pulling him toward the door. "I'm sure there's still a little bit of free period left. Did you want to go rehearse some lines? I'm sure they're done out there. We could run over the bed scene?" I winked at him, unlocking the door and leading him out to the stage. "Oh no! I'm not doing the bed scene with you in that actual bed until Ms. Darbus says it's actually necessary!" He said defiantly and I stopped, pouting up at him. "Why Troy? Why don't you want to be in bed with me?" I was just playing around with him, but I didn't understand why he didn't want to do the scene. He pulled me into my arms, looking down at me, running his fingers through my hair. "Because, Gab. It's hitting a little too close to home. When I'm in bed with you, it's sacrosanct. It's sacred. That, and I know being that close to you, that intimate with you is going to make me want a whole lot more than the scene permits, and I know I'll want to take you backstage and have my way with you when I know it won't be possible." I smiled, taking his hand he had placed on my cheek in my hand and kissing his palm. "I love you, Troy. I didn't know you felt that way about us." He smiled, lturning his hand still held in mine to rub my jaw softly. "You're the most important thing in the world to me. When I'm holding you in bed, even when we're not making love, it's as close as we can be, and I'm not just talking physically." I smiled, kissing his knuckles softly. "I love you, Wildcat," I whispered, lifting my other hand to run it through his hair.

He smiled at me, leaning forward and pressing his lips to mine softly before pulling back. "Come on, we can just go take a walk." I smiled up at him, wrapping my arms around his, still holding onto his hand in mine. "I like that idea." He lead me onto the stage and down the stairs. Kelsi looked up from the orchestra pit where she was sitting at the piano doing some homework. She hadn't been here when Troy and I got here, but when she looked up at me, she had that look in her eyes like she knew exactly what Troy and I were doing. "Hey, Gabs," she said. "Babies treating you well?" I rubbed my stomach softly, looking up at Troy and back at her. "Very well, thank you, honey." She giggled, looking over at Troy. "And you're treating her well too, aren't you?" He wrapped his arms around me from behind I felt his laughter in his chest even though he didn't laugh out loud. "Very well, Kelsi." She shook her head. "I don't know how you two do it. I would never be able to do what you two do." I blushed, wrapping my arms tighter around his arms around me. "Wait till you get pregnant, Kels." He eyes widened, shaking her head. "Oh no! That's not happening any time soon! Not even a possibility." I giggled, laying my head back against Troy's chest. "Don't worry, Kelsi. I wasn't hoping you'd join me or anything. I know you're waiting, and I understand." Kelsi smiled, pulling her hair up under her hat. "I knew you weren't. Maybe when we're older we'll have kids and raise them together, but that will come later." I smiled down at her before looking back at Troy. "Ready for that walk, Wildcat?" He kissed the side of my head, rubbing my stomach. "Yep." I looked back at Kels. "I'll see you in math, Kels." She winked up at me, smiling brightly. "Have fun, you two."