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A/N okay So I was proved that it does snow in New Mexico. I always kind of thought It did because of the mountains. Hmm. Thank you all for reviewing! I love you guys! (and I never thought about Fin's son I guess it slipped my mind)
Disclaimer: Why the hell would I write fan fiction if I owned them?
3 days Later….
"Well, here we are!" Coach Bolton announced when they arrived at the local Manhattan airport. All the boys were getting the luggage at the baggage pick up, and the girls were looking through their guides.
"Ugh. Crap," Sharpay complained looking at her guide.
"What?" Taylor and Gabriella asked at the same time.
"Those courthouse steps, aren't going to work with these shoes," Sharpay answered pointing down to her bright pink, skinny two-inch heeled sandals, with 4 pink-rhinestone lined silver straps over the toes coming together in the middle by a bright white crystal. They were awesome shoes, but for the first time, she was right. Those shoes weren't going to work with the courthouse steps.
"Maybe you should have packed a pair of pumps or tennis shoes, like we did," Gabriella suggested.
"Please? In New York?" Sharpay asked in a scoff.
Suddenly, the guys came over with all the girl's luggage.
"Here Gabby," Troy said, handing over Gabriella's 2 baby blue bags.
"Taylor," Chad said, handing over Taylor's 2 light yellow bags.
"Where's Ryan?" Sharpay asked, flipping down her T-mobile sidekick.
"Over there behind th- whoa!" Troy said looking at the pile of bags Ryan was trying to carry.
"Sharpay did you pack for 2 weeks, or two years?" Ryan screamed from behind the 7 bags his sister had packed.
"Wait, and in those seven bags, you didn't pack one other pair of shoes?" Taylor asked.
"Of course I have! One of those bags is filled with a pair of golden-brown crystal 3 inch heels, a pair of black rhinestone sandals, a pair of electric pink 2 thin inch hells, and loads of strappies," Sharpay answered.
Everybody rolled their eyes at Sharpay's lack between the ears.
"Okay everybody, lets go," Coach Bolton said leading them outside to the large van. They all got in, coach in the shotgun, Then Sharpay, Gabriella and Troy in the first 3 seats, and Ryan, Taylor and Chad in the back. Everybody stared at amazement at the buildings in the city, and the taxi's in the street. You don't see a lot of that in Albuquerque. They past by a couple of Broadway stages, that Sharpay and Ryan were practically drooling at, malls that the girls adored, plus some sports fields and courts that the guys were about to run out of the car and play at. Coach Bolton was looking at the map, trying to locate the squad building. They rounded a corner, and saw a very big building.
"Here we are," Coach Bolton said. Everybody looked out the window to the big building in front of them.
"What about our stuff?" Ryan asked.
"Garner here will take them to our hotel, we'll meet him there later to get our keys," Coach Bolton answered, pointing to the chauffer.
Everybody stepped out and walked up the steps to the front doors. Once everybody was in the lobby, coach talked to the receptionist, and everybody sat down.
"What do you think your person will be like?" Gabriella asked. Everybody shrugged.
"Boring," Troy said.
"Boring," Chad agreed.
"Boring," Sharpay added.
"Boring," Taylor commented.
"Do I really have to say it?" Ryan asked.
Gabriella drew in a sharp breath, and looked over at Troy.
"I'm gonna go get a soda," He said and got a Pepsi from the vending machine nearby.
"Okay everybody, lets get going," Mr. Bolton said, getting Troy, and they all went to the nearest Elevator.
"I'm nervous," Gabriella whispered.
"So am I," Troy Muttered back.
Mr. Bolton pressed the button that leaded up to the SVU and everybody held their breaths. When they finally arrived everybody let it out, and took another deep breath. They were greeted by an old man, possibly in his 50's.
"Hello everybody, welcome to the Special Victims Unit. Or you can call it the SVU. I am Captain Donald G. Cragen, but you can just call me Cragen. Who here knows what we do at the Special Victims Unit?" Cragen asked.
Gabriella raised her hand.
"Yes young lady," Cragen said pointing to her.
"You investigate sexual-based crimes and felonies," Gabriella answered.
"Very good job. I believe you're Ms. Gabriella," Cragen complimented.
"Yes sir," Gabriella said.
"Now who here leads a sports team?" Cragen asked. Troy raised his hand.
"Really, young man over there," Cragen said pointing to Troy.
"Yes sir, Troy Bolton, Varsity Basketball," Troy answered shaking Cragen's hand.
"Well I lead this team," Cragen explained. Looking eye to eye with Troy.
"Amazing," Cragen whispered, noticing the same shade of blue as Elliot's eyes.
"Excuse me sir?" Troy asked.
"Nothing really," Cragen answered.
"Are you guys ready to meet your partners?" Cragen asked. Everybody shook their heads.
"Great, then come with me," Cragen said
A/N Read and Review everybody! Anonymous reviews are welcome!