All right, I bet you guys can't wait to see what she says, huh? I'm excited to write this chapter too! Thanks for the reviews! Also, this is the longest chapter I've ever done!

Gabriella woke up the next morning. Everything was so quiet. 'Not another day of work!' Her mind yelled. She just wanted some time off. Her job is so underrated. She has to deal with a full class of twenty-two kids and grade everyone's papers and she doesn't get paid enough. Troy has a pretty good job. It pays okay. I mean, they have enough to pay the bills, go out for dinner once in a while, and buy little things. (And for Troy, to buy a ring!) She looked to her side and saw Troy asleep. Whenever she wakes up, he's always in the living room already. She was surprised to see him still in bed. Then again, he stayed up pretty late last night. He seemed worried. She slowly crept out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Then she came back into their room and she saw Troy just getting out of bed.

"Morning, sleepy head," she whispered.

"Good morning," he rubbed his eyes. "I can't believe your up before me."

"Looks like you slept in this time. I beet you to it!" She laughed.

"I guess so," he got up and put on some jeans over his boxers.

"Ugghh, I have to go to work today," She combed her wet hair.

"I'll miss you and think of you," Troy said, thinking about how he really will be thinking about her every second of the day.

"Oh, your so sweet," she kissed him.

"Don't forget, we're going out tonight."

"I didn't. It's not like every night we go to Chez Pennise," she tied her hair in a loose ponytail.

"Good."

After they ate a quick breakfast, Gabriella had to leave.

"Bye, sweetie." She kissed him on the cheek and walked out of the door.

Troy made sure she was gone to get everything ready.

He couldn't believe today was the day he was going to ask Gabriella to be his wife. Troy kept on having thoughts about changing it to next week, but he couldn't wait. A part of him just wanted to get it all out and over with, but another part wanted to wait because he was so nervous. He kept telling himself, 'There's nothing to be worried about.'

Suddenly, while getting out what he was going to wear tonight, his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey," Chad said.

"Oh, hi."

"You sound stiff. Are you nervous?"

"No." There was a moment of silence. "Okay, yeah I am. I'm really starting to think, what if she doesn't say yes. I mean, dude, she's said before that she loves not being married and single."

"Yeah, like two years ago! Come on, there's nothing to be worried about. If she says no, then it's no big deal."

"No big deal? Yes, it's a big deal. I've been having my mind set on proposing to her forever and I bought the ring, so she better say yes!"

"Okay, okay. Well, I have to go. I mean dude, can you believe, tomorrow I'm going to be getting on a plane to go with Taylor for our honeymoon? I'm so excited."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm happy for you, but I have like a million other things to worry about."

"Alright, bye. Good luck," Chad hung up.

"See ya."

Gabriella sat at her desk, grading papers and watching the kids from the corner of her eye. About 3/4 of the class got an A on their vocabulary test. Hey, she was a pretty good teacher! After she was done, she passed back papers. Then went back to her desk while everyone worked, silently. She decided to check her mail. There was a new e-mail from Taylor.

Gabriella-

Can you believe I'm going on my honeymoon, tomorrow? Ah, Chile will be so much fun! We'll for sure bring you guys back pictures. So, what did you two think of the wedding? Chad and I had the best time and the cake was pretty good. We're thinking about you know, starting a family soon. Maybe like not right away, next year or something, but it's an idea. I'll talk to you later! Bye!

-Taylor

Gabriella decided to reply.

Taylor-

Yeah, I had the best time at your wedding! Troy and me really enjoyed it and seeing everyone again was just the best! Wish you two the best and a safe trip! Have fun!

Love you, Gabriella

"Uh, Ms. Montez?" Stanley, one of her students said.

She looked up from her computer screen. "Yeah, honey?"

"It's time to go," he responded.

Gabriella looked at the clock and it said 4:00. "Your right, I'm so sorry every one! You are dismissed! Have a great weekend," she waved and even hugged some students that really loved her, goodbye. Then went back to get all her papers into her folder. She was just about to leave when she noticed Chelsea still sitting in her desk.

'Oh great, now I have to see Jerry again.' She thought. "So, how are you liking the school so far, Chelsea?"

"Good."

"That's good. I usually give homework on Friday's, but you guys were lucky today," Gabriella smiled.

"Cool."

"Well, your dad should be here soon."

"'kay."

After about five minutes, Gabriella was getting worried. She had to get home, but she couldn't leave the little girl here alone. Suddenly somebody busted through the door.

"Chelsea!" Jerry panted.

"Dad," she ran up to him and hugged him around the waist. "Why are you late?"

"I was stuck in traffic," he looked up at Gabriella. "Friday, rush hour."

"Yeah, so I should be getting home. I'll see you on Monday, Chelsea. Have a good weekend," Gabriella said and put her papers away.

"Bye!" Chelsea walked out of the door to the car outside, leaving Gabriella and Jerry alone.

Gabriella couldn't help but feel him watch her like a hawk. His eyes glued to her back, since she was turned from him.

"Gabi, I've missed you," he said.

"Uh, well I haven't missed you."

"Gabi, Gabriella, come on, I know you've missed me. Let's just pick up from where we left off. Everything will be the same-"

"No, it won't. I don't feel that way about you anymore. I'm over the heartbroken break-up we had. Besides, I've got a boyfriend who loves me very much."

"Yeah, but it's not like your married," Jerry said, touching her arm.

"So what? You have... you have a daughter now!" She yelled.

"Yeah, and I love her. Just like I love you."

"Okay, no. Let's just keep the relationship as parent and teacher," she grabbed her purse and coat.

"What ever you say, but let's just go grab a cup of coffee. You, me, and Chels."

Gabriella paused. "I can't. I'm going out tonight."

"With who?"

"Uuuggghh, it's none of your business! You should really be getting to Chelsea in the car," Gabriella walked out of the door and out of the building. She could hear his footsteps follow her. She quickly ran across the street to her car and drove off and left. He seriously gives her the creeps.

Meanwhile, with Troy:

'Where is she?' Troy thought. He was starting to get worried, but decided not to have an anxiety attack. Instead, he called Chad.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Taylor, is Chad there?"

"Nope, Troy. He's not. Can I take a message?"

"No. Actually, can I talk to you?" He asked.

"Sure. About what?" She asked.

"Well, I think you know how I'm going to ask Gabriella tonight to marry me, right?"

"Yeah, sorry but Chad told me."

"It's okay. I'm always prepared to know the consequences of telling Chad something. Anyway, she's not home yet. Do you know where she is?"

"No, but I did get an e-mail from her today. She's probably just running late. I mean, it's Friday, so she probably has a bunch of papers to grade and stuff. Don't worry, she'll be there."

"Okay, thanks," Troy muttered.

"No problem. Well, I have to get going because I'm packing!" Taylor squealed.

"Well, I'll let you get back to that. Bye."

After he hung up, he sat on the couch. He wanted to get up and pace around, but knew he had to keep himself still. He was wearing some dark jeans, a white dress shirt and a black overcoat (sort of like in the beginning of the movie for, 'Start of Something New.')

He then heard a key in the whole. Gabriella opened the door and she looked tired and stressed.

"It's about time!"

"Sorry. I was, uh... held up a little bit. And traffic," she put a hand to her forehead and set down her briefcase. "But I'm here now," she put her hands around his neck. "And you look good! Do I have time to change?"

"Yeah, because your not going in that," Troy muttered.

"Shut up," Gabriella went into her room and changed into a red dress with a black sweater over it. She wore her hair down in curls and her makeup was reapplied. She came out of the room, fascining her high heel.

"Wow!" Troy said amazed.

"I know," she said.

"You change fast!" He laughed.

"Troy!"

"I'm just kidding. You look amazing. More than amazing, like wonderful. Just beautiful," he kissed her.

"Thank you," she blushed a little.

When they got to the restaurant, they sat down and ordered. During the meal, they talked and laughed. Troy was trying not to look like an idiot by sweating.

"You are so lucky, you had this whole week off from work!" She took a sip of wine.

"Hey, well at least it's over now, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so. So, what do you want to do this weekend?"

'Planning for the wedding!' Troy thought in his mind. "Don't know. Whatever you want to do."

"Hhhmmm, all up to me, huh?"

"Hey, nothing too drastic!" He said. She giggled.

"Don't worry. I haven't even thought of something," she smiled.

After dinner, Troy suggested they walk in the park. It was dark out and the lights around the trees set the perfect mood.

"Troy, my feet hurt!" Gabriella whined.

"Come on, it's not that far to walk."

"Fine," she gave up the argument, holding his hand.

Troy stopped walking.

"What are you doing?" She asked, about two feet ahead of him. He walked up to her and held her hands. 'Perfect time,' he thought. 'Nobody's around.'

She looked up at him. At first, he looked away but then looked back at her.

"Okay, this is hard to say."

"Troy, your not breaking up with me are you?"

"No," he laughed.

"Okay..."

"Well, when we first met, on New Years Eve, and we sang, there was like this connection we had. You know like you said, like kindergarten. And whenever I'm with you, I can be myself. You like brought out this whole other person inside that I never knew. That dating site is like a miracle. It's fate and I'm so happy you gave me a chance after, because... uh, I wouldn't get a chance to do this." Troy kneeled down and fidgeted in his pocket for the ring.

"Oh my gosh," she muttered, putting a hand to her mouth.

He finally found it and opened the little box to reveal the beautiful diamond ring.

"Gabriella, I love you. So much. Will, uh... will you marry me?" He held it up to her. He waited for about five seconds. He looked back at her, seeing her reaction. She still had her hand to her mouth, but behind it was the biggest smile. She took her hand away and you could tell she had tears in her eyes.

"Yes! Yes, of course!" She quickly jumped into his arms and they hugged for a long time. He couldn't believe what had just happened. She said yes! She said yes! She said yes! When they broke apart he kissed her. He never wanted this feeling to go away. It was Friday, about to start the weekend and now he's engaged. When they broke apart from the kiss, he put the ring on her finger. She stared at it, eyes wide open and the hugest smile.

"Oh, Troy. I just absolutely love it! Everything! How did you plan all this? Never mind, I'm getting married!" She hugged him again.

"So, your happy?" Troy said, sarcastically.

"Are you kidding? I can't wait to tell everybody! Thank you so much!"

When they got home, hand in hand, they were in the best mood. Gabriella couldn't believe he pulled it off, with out her even knowing. She stared at the ring and at him for the rest of the evening. When it was time for bed, Troy lay on the bed and Gabriella snuggled close to him.

"I just can't believe it. We're getting married," she looked up at him.

"I know. It's exciting. We should start planning," he said.

"Yeah. Oh, planning is like one of the best parts. Sharpay, Taylor, Kelsi, and I will all plan it and it'll be perfect," Gabriella dreamed of how smooth everything it was going to go.

"Yeah... I love you."

"I love you too." She said. "You are the best fiancé' anyone could ever have."

"So are you."

All right, she said yes! I can't wait to continue! Oh yeah, and please review!