CHAPTER 14
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Special Delivery
"What?" asked Troy nervously. "Please tell me you were kidding."
"Sorry, honey," Gabriella replied, "not kidding."
"But you're early," said Troy.
"Doesn't matter," replied Gabriella. She began to moan.
"We have to get her to the hospital," said Taylor. "Chad, go start the car. Troy can you carry Gabriella down to the car?"
"I can walk," moaned Gabriella visible pain showing.
"No," said Troy, "I'm carry you." He picked her up and began to walk out of the room.
"We'll all drive to the hospital after you," said kelsi.
"Call our parents," said Troy. "Use Gabby's phone. She has all the numbers on them."
"Okay," said Sharpay. She grabbed the phone and was in business.
Troy carried Gabriella down the stairs. "How ya doing?" Troy asked Gabriella.
"Good," said Gabriella weakly. "I can walk if you want me too."
"I don't want you too," said Troy. "I'm fine carrying you." They reached the car and they situated Gabriella and Troy in the back seat. Gabriella was half sitting up, half laying down with support from Troy. She quickly began her contractions. By the time they reached the hospital, she was yelling from the pain. Troy carried her inside the E.R. not knowing where else to go. Gabriella was quickly situated in the maternity ward (I'm not sure what it's called). Her mom came in about 15 minutes after Gabriella did.
Troy didn't really know what to do. His dad had talked to him about it and he had to take a class, but he forgot all of the stuff he learned. Ms. Montez, luckily, knew everything Troy needed to do, and she help him.
Gabriella was in labor for about three and a half hours. Her contractions eventually became closer together and harder. She was yelling and screaming embarrassing Troy in the slightest way. He wondered what a person walking by would think. Gabriella, clearly, didn't care. She just wanted the labor to be over with.
Troy tried holding her hand. But after five contractions, he had to stop. He never knew anyone could squeeze a hand that hard. He felt as if she had crushed every bone. She had also grabbed his hair quite a few times, tugging on it causing Troy to howl with pain. Every time, she would apologize and ask if he was okay once the contractions were over.
Her contractions were less than a minute apart now. There were doctors and nurses preparing for the final birth process. As her contractions became really close, they started to coach her. "Okay," said the doctor. "On your next contraction you will push for ten seconds. One, two ,three, push!" Gabriella yelled louder than ever. They repeated the process until they could see the head. "One last time," the doctor said, "Push!" Gabriella pushed harder than ever, and finally the baby was out.
"It's a girl!" exclaimed the nurse. Gabriella was crying. Troy gave her a kiss. "We'll give her a bath, and then we'll bring her back to you." The nurses walked out. The doctor and one more nurse was left. They checked Gabriella over.
"You have a low temperature," stated the doctor, "but with your condition, we expected that. We're going to give you an I.V. The nurse put it in. "We'll be back in a little while. Try to get some sleep." They left leaving Gabriella, Troy, and Ms. Montez.
"So," said Karen Montez, "any names?"
"Haven," said Gabriella. "Troy and I agreed on that. Haven Rose."
"Montez or Bolton?" asked Karen.
Troy and Gabriella stared at each other. They never thought about that. "I don't know," replied Gabriella, "we'll have to talk about that."
"You've got plenty of time," said Karen. "Gabriella, you should probably get some sleep."
"Yeah, probably," said Gabriella. She turned to Troy. "Sorry about your hand." She paused. "And your hair."
He kissed her forehead. "It's okay. You were in a lot of pain."
"Yeah, I was," Gabriella admitted. She yawned. "I think I'll get some sleep, now." She fell asleep instantly.
"Gabby!" squeaked Taylor as the whole gang stampeded into the room. Gabriella was holding Haven, and Troy was sitting on the side of the bed with his arm around her. "Is it a girl?"
Gabriella smiled. "Yes," she replied.
"Five bucks," Taylor said holding her hand out to Chad. "I won fair and square."
Chad rolled his eyes and handed her a crisp five dollar bill. Gabriella scowled.
"You made a bet on my baby?" she asked disgusted.
"Just five bucks," said Taylor.
Troy rolled his eyes. "Something Chad would do."
"Hey," Chad said. "It was her idea."
"No it wasn't!"
"Yes it was!"
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
Sharpay rolled her eyes. "This is gonna take a while," she said. "So Gabby, what's the baby's name?"
"Haven Rose," she replied.
"Bolton or Montez?" everybody asked.
"Did everybody think about that except us?" Troy asked.
"How could you not?" Chad asked. "It's so important. What name are they gonna put on the back of her uniform? Bolton or Montez?"
Troy rolled his eyes. "Chad, we've got awhile."
"What about the birth certificate?" Zeke asked.
Troy and Gabriella looked at each other. "We can make it Montez," Troy said. "You are the mommy."
"But you are the daddy," replied Gabriella.
"You went through labor."
"Yeah, but you had to go through getting your hair pulled out and getting your hand crushed."
"I just don't know."
"Why don't we make it Montez?" asked Troy. "And then we can change it later if we need too."
"Okay," said Gabriella. Haven began to fuss. A nurse came in.
"Everything alright?" she asked. "I think the baby is hungry. Feeding time."
Troy and Gabriella took the baby home 3 days later after Gabriella's fever went away. Mr. Bolton had set up a bassinette for Haven while they were in the hospital. Mr. and Mrs. Bolton had visited them daily. They agreed with the baby being Montez. They had felt she should have Gabriella's name. Troy stayed overnight at Gabriella's helping her with the baby. By the time the baby was three weeks old, Troy and Gabriella were stressed and tired. They hadn't slept through the night once since the baby was born.
"This has reached an all time low," Gabriella said one morning while sipping her coffee. "I am just so tired." Haven began to fuss again. "I'll get her," she said. Troy followed her upstairs. The two of them loved Haven to death and couldn't picture life without her. They had been completely showered by presents from everyone they knew. They were given toys, books, clothes, even diapers. The two of them both hated the diapers. Ms. Montez had taken a week off of work to help Troy and Gabriella take care of Haven during her first week at home.
Taylor and Chad visited everyday after school fussing over Haven. Nobody had ever seen Chad be good with children, but they were all amazed. Haven absolutely loved him and Taylor. The gang visited a couple times each week and Haven was familiarized with them also. Gabriella had gotten over her over-protective thing. She let people hold Haven as long as they were healthy and clean.
"Let's go," said Troy. They walked through the doors of Eat High. Haven was one month old and they were taking her into school just to visit. They went to the office and all their classes just to say hi. No one had been more excited than Miss Darbus.
"Oh, is this the little one," she said as Troy and Gabriella walked into her classroom. Miss Darbus had been completely surprised.
"This is Haven," Gabriella said.
People had finally stopped staring weirdly at Gabriella. They were preoccupied with the baby and thought she was the cutest thing. Mobs of people would fuss over Haven occasionally scaring her. She would put her head on the person who was holding her's shoulder and cry. The only people who held her were her parents and the gang. They didn't want to scare her by handing her off to many people. After the tiring day, Troy and Gabriella decided they were happy that they weren't going back to school yet. They went back to Gabriella's house acting like a happy family.
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