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When Gabriella pulled up, after her trip to Jerry's house, she saw Troy's car parked. That means he's home. This would be awkward, but they have to face each other sooner or later. And sooner would be a good idea, since the wedding is in a few days. She slowly took the keys out of the ignition and ran into the apartment lobby. When she got to her door, she slowly turned the key in the hole and pushed the door open. Troy was sitting on the couch. He looked up at her.
She smiled, faintly. "Uh, hi."
"Hey," he muttered.
She stood there in silence, watching him on the couch, doing nothing.
"Troy, you know we need to talk," she said, walking up to him.
"I know."
"Well, what uh... happened last night, I didn't mean it. None of it. Your right, I stress too much and I should just think positive. I'm so sorry."
Troy stood up. "I'm sorry too. But, it's just not fun to be around someone whose always thinks negative. But, I do understand that wedding's are stressful and most of all, your pregnant... with five babies." He let out a laugh.
She laughed too, "Yeah. So, you forgive me?"
"Yeah, I think so," he smiled. "Forgive me?"
She nodded and walked up to him. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him. He deepened the kiss.
She broke apart and smiled. They sat down on the couch.
"I love you," he smiled.
"I love you too."
"So, you really want them all?" Troy asked.
She nodded and smiled. "Yeah, I guess I do. This is going to be a huge responsibility. I mean, it's about time to start a family, but I never imagined having five at one."
"Same. I want them, though. Every single one. They're our babies."
She smiled. "Yeah. And now the dresses are back."
"Oh yeah, I picked them up for you," he pointed to the chair.
"You didn't look at the brides dress, did you?" She asked.
"No, it's wrapped up. I would never do that. It's supposed to be a surprise."
She nodded. "Yeah, in three days, we'll be married. It's just so hard to believe."
"Yeah. Hey, I've been thinking," he said, looking out of the window.
"About what?"
"I don't know... maybe, buying a house. I mean, there is going to be seven of us, right?"
She nodded. "Unless any of them... die-"
"Gabi..."
"Oh, right. Sorry. I'll think positive. They're all going to live. Oh, Troy, it's just so hard not to think about that!"
"I know. I don't know what to tell you, but to think that it will all turn out okay."
"Okay, I'll try. About buying a house, I agree. I don't think we'll fit everybody in a two-bedroom apartment."
"Right, so we should start looking in the paper. Get a realtor or something."
"Yeah, we should start soon. I'm going to start to show, and I want a house by the time we have them."
"Me too. We'll start looking... after the wedding."
"Okay good," she put her arms around him. "So, where do you want to go for our honeymoon?"
"Hhhmmm, not sure. Where would you like to go?"
"I really haven't thought about it at all. I've been too busy with planning."
"Yeah. Well, do you want adventure or relaxation? We could go to some exotic place like, Australia, or like a cruise or some place tropical."
"I kind of want some place tropical."
"That'd be cool. Yeah. You, me, and the ocean," Troy said, envisioning it.
"Yeah, the only question is, where?"
"Uh... Hawaii?"
"No. Let's go someplace out of the country."
"Mexico?"
"Nah."
"Gabriella, then where do you want to go? I don't know what else to offer."
"You could have said, the Bahamas or the Caribbean!"
"Well, then why didn't you just say it, if those were the places on your mind?"
"I don't know! Geeze, we don't need to argue about this," she said. "How about we take a cruise on the Caribbean?"
"Okay. I like it," he said,
"Good. So let's book with expedia later."
"Okay... and I forgot to tell you that I don't work tomorrow."
"All right. So, you can get things together and clean up a bit before the wedding, otherwise, I'll get an anxiety attack, while I'm at school."
"Sure."
Then, they got in bed. Gabriella was truly happy that she was getting married to him. She hated getting into fights with him. They rarely did, though, so it usually wasn't a problem. They talked about the babies and the wedding, until they fell asleep.
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The next morning, she woke up, and Troy wasn't by her, of course. She slowly got out of bed and got dressed. She walked into the living room. Troy was sitting by the counter, eating.
"Hey. Good morning," she said.
"Hey. How are you feeling?"
"Pretty good, actually."
"That's good. So you're off to school?"
"Yeah. I should get going," she kissed him on the cheek and headed out of the door. When she got into her car, she set her keys and folders and stuff in the backseat and started up the car. It started but then made a rumbling noise and stopped. She started it up again. It started making that noise again, and then stopped. She tried it a couple times and it was now, dead. She muttered to herself and went back inside of the apartment.
"What are you doing here?" Troy asked, as she came in.
"My car won't start. Uuughh, just perfect. Can you drive me?" She asked.
"Sure. Let me get my coat." He grabbed his coat and they were off.
When he pulled up, he gave her a kiss and said goodbye. "So, do you want me to pick you up after school?"
"Yeah, that would be great! I'm in room 227, okay? I'll see you at four. Love you," she kissed him again then went to her classroom.
When she got there, she put up the warm up. After that, she taught Language arts, and math. Everybody was doing their work. She decided to go in AIM. She noticed Kelsi was on and decided to talk to her, since she didn't have a lot of time lately.
gm88: Hey Kelsi?
musiclver: Oh, hey.
gm88: I forgot to congratulate you on the baby news! Why were you not very happy?
musiclver: Gab, don't get me wrong; I want to have a baby. I always wanted to. But, I'm not married yet. Face it: I'm not ready.
gm88: Well, neither am I, but I'm having kids too.
musiclver: I know. Wait- kids?
gm88: Oh yeah, I found out that I'm having quintuplets. Sorry, I forgot to tell you! lol
musiclver: You've got to be kidding me? No, you're not serious?
gm88: Yep. We found out at the doctors. It's just so hard to believe.
musiclver: Did you, you know use any... drugs or anything?
gm88: We didn't even try. I just can't believe it. How am I going to take care of five?
musiclver: I don't know. We should go baby shopping, and talk more.
gm88: Yeah, we really should. But, we have to wait until after the WEDDING!
musiclver: Your right! I can't wait! I'm a bridesmaid! That is unbelievable. Well, I have to go. See you soon.
gm88: Bye.
Gabriella signed off and before she knew it, it was the end of the day. She waited with Chelsea, once again. She just wanted to leave. She liked Chelsea, but not her dad.
"Ms. Montez?"
"Yeah, honey?"
"Why did you leave so early, yesterday?"
"Because, it was getting late. My fiancé' wanted me home."
"Oh. What's that?"
"A fiancé'?"
She nodded.
"That's somebody that you're going to get married to."
"You're getting married to somebody? Is it my dad?"
Gabriella smiled. "No." 'Thank god!' "I'm actually getting married in a couple of days."
"Cool, bye why can't you like my daddy back?"
"We're just friends, sweetie."
"But, he loves you, and you hurt him. Do you want him to cry every night?"
"What? No. He cries?"
"Yes. He really likes you."
Just then, Jerry came in. "Hey."
Gabriella just slightly smiled.
"Hi dad," Chelsea walked up to him and hugged him. "I'm so tired." She walked out of the room.
"Gabriella, I'm sorry."
"Jerry, I can't talk to you! You always play on nice, but then you turn against yourself and come on to me."
"Okay. I understand that we'll never be the same as we used to be."
She nodded.
"But, now I understand, that we really won't. I'll stop bothering you, okay?"
"Thank you," she smiled. "I'm a teacher and you're a parent. Let's keep it like that."
"Okay... but Gabi, I just can't stop and think of what we could have been. We could have been married by now."
"Yeah, but that's not how it worked out. You broke up with me, and frankly, I think it was for the best."
"No, but it wasn't. I'm so sad and depressed."
"Maybe you should see a therapist."
"No, no, I'm not. Not with Chelsea."
"Well, have a good day then."
"Can I just see Chelsea's grade."
"Sure, why not." She showed him behind her desk at the computer. She stepped back, not to be too close.
Unexpectedly, he grabbed her waist and tried to kiss her again.
"Stop! Jerry, stop!" She screamed. She tried pushing him off. He started to kiss her again. She was about to push him off again, when she heard the door open.
"I'm here. Are you ready-" Troy said, then stopped in his track of what he was looking at.
A/N: Thanks for reading! I know, don't get mad at each other again! I won't be too harsh! Please review!
