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"Gabi, we need to talk." Mrs. Montez said in an angry voice.

"What about?" Gabi asked nervously

"You very well know what about!" Mrs. Montez said, furious.

"Mrs. Montez," Troy started pleadingly.

"And you!" Mrs. Montez said, indicating toward Troy. "You had better explain yourself! What were you doing with Gabi?" Mrs. Montez demanded.

Troy said nothing.

Gabi looked up at her mom with pleading eyes. "Mom," she said quietly. "Nothing happened."

"I have a hard time believing that Gabi, but I will for your sake," Mrs. Montez said with a sigh. "We aren't finished yet," Mrs. Montez added, hurrying into the house.

Gabi's eyes were watering. "Troy, why did we do that?"

"It wasn't our fault, Gabi. Either Chad or Sharpay spiked the punch. We were drunk. We didn't know what we were doing."

"It doesn't matter!" Gabi exclaimed. She lowered her voice. "For all we know, I might be pregnant!"

"No, you aren't!" Troy said, more or less trying to convince himself.

Suddenly, Gabi stopped, clutched her stomach, and puked.

Troy rushed to her side. "Are you alright?" he demanded, trying to help her to get into a standing position.

"I'm fine. It's probably just the hangover," Gabi said, hoping that it WAS the hangover and not morning sickness.

"Gabi, I hope that's not morning sickness," Troy said, worried.

"It isn't, Troy. Don't worry," Gabi smiled slightly and softly kissed his cheek.

"Gabi," Troy said, laughing.

"What?" Gabi asked.

"You need to brush your teeth. They smell of stale alcohol," Troy said.

"Shut up!" Gabi laughed. As they entered East High, people stared. The skaters, the science geeks, the jocks, the cheerleaders, they all stared.

Chad walked up to them. "Hey guys!" he said, smiling. "How was your night?"

"You know about that!" Troy asked in disbelief.

Chad laughed. "If Sharpay hadn't been there, you guys would've ripped each other's clothes off at the dance!"

"What! You mean everybody knows we were drunk! No, that isn't possible!" Troy said, half angrily, half in disbelief. Then he realized something. "Does my dad know?" he asked, suddenly worried.

Chad walked away quickly into his first period, leaving Troy there to think about what he was going to do at practice later.