Celina was woken by the slither of light that had snuck in through the gap in the curtains. She slowly sat up, blinking her eyes a few times in order to adjust to the light and to clear them off all sleep gunk. Celina vaguely remembered falling asleep whilst waiting up for Troy, yet she had no recollection of ever entering her room. She looked over at Troy's side of the bed to find it empty; she caught a glimpse of the red block letters on the digital clock. 11am. Grace was at school, Troy was at school, well work but school.

"I really need a job or, another baby." She smiled at the thought of a little Bolton running around before she threw off the covers and toddled over to the bathroom.

Grace sat in class, chewing on the end of her pencil. She was currently in French seated next to her best friend, Amy. She leaned over and whispered

"G-B, are you okay?" Grace just nodded. She had not yet informed her friends about her shocking discovery, she was going to, she just didn't know how. She continued to bite at the end of her pencil.

"What do I mean when I say une jupe?" Madame Venier asked her oh so bright French students. "How about… Miss Bolton." Grace's jaw stopped its rhythmic movements as she heard her name. "The answer Miss Bolton is…?" Grace had no idea what was going on she was to busy going over today's To Do List.

-Inform friends

-Meet Ms Maguire

-Find my Mum

-Eventually find my dad

The teacher cleared her throat "Well?"

"I don't know. I wasn't listening." Grace candidly admitted.

"I noticed. Miss Bolton if you would like to day dream do it on your own time. Not mine. After School detention." Graces mouth fell open. She couldn't have detention for two reasons.

1-Was it enough to give her an AFTER school detention?

And

2-She had the meeting with Ms Maguire.

"I can't." The teacher turned around from the whiteboard, pen still in hand, all students who weren't paying attention now were. Nobody ever spoke back to Madame Venier she was the wicked teacher of East High and everybody knew it.

"Oh really? And why is that?" Grace looked around all eyes were on her, anticipating her answer. Should she tell the truth or lie? Grace sighed.

"I'm meeting with an adoption agency worker after school." During the short amount of time she was given to weigh her options she decided the truth was best. She was a terrible liar and would eventually be found out and given even more detention time.

"I highly doubt that's the truth, you're too young to adopt." Madame Venier chuckled. Grace was getting annoyed by the way her teacher, a grown up, an adult was acting.

"I'm not adopting you stupid French Freak. I'm the one who IS adopted. I'm tracking down my mother." Grace stood up tears in her eyes at risk of falling and stormed out of the class room. Were teachers aloud to get away with mocking their students? Amy stood up and went after her. They ended up leaving school and going for a walk. After a minute or so of silence Amy spoke up.

"Why didn't you tell me G-B?" Amy almost in tears her self.

"I didn't know how. I know I'm overreacting but, hey that's my thing." Grace replied shakily. Amy laughed and they continued to walk. A three minute walk with Amy trying to comfort Grace and they ended up outside the gym of St. Josephs. You could hear whistles being blown and commands being given. They pushed open the doors and entered the gym. Grace saw her father and ran to him, almost crushing him.

"Squirt, what are you doing here?" He looked up and saw Amy. "Hi Amy…uhh care to explain." Amy walked Troy through the French lesson. Troy looked up in shock to find all of the St. Joseph's boys watching them. "Boys umm go run laps or something." All the boys started off into a steady jog. "Grace, are you okay?" She looked up whipping her tears.

"Fine." She managed to get out clearly.

"Maybe you want Amy to come with us tonight?" Troy looked over ay Amy and she nodded wanting to go, but she knew she'd have to call her mum.

Celina sat at the kitchen table tapping at the table's wood surface mindlessly. It was 3 o'clock, Grace and Troy would be home in fifteen minutes, and that was far too long for Celina, for time today seemed to take an hour for one second. About seven minutes later Troy, Grace and Amy walked through the door.

"Hi Amy, what are you doing here? Grace handed Amy the phone.

"Thanks. Umm I'm coming with you tonight." She said before dialing her home number. Celina gave Troy a weird look but noticed he wasn't paying attention he was watching Grace and Amy (still on the phone) interact with each other. "My mum wants to talk to you Mr. Bolton"

"Call me Mr. Bolton one more time and you're in trouble." Troy joked "My name to you is Troy" Amy handed him the phone whilst letting out a small laugh. "Hello... No that is the truth…For moral support…Yes that's fine…Okay goodbye, see you tomorrow." Troy pressed the button marked end and turned to Amy and Grace. "You can come and they said to save them the petrol and money you could sleep over. But…"Grace cut him off.

"Always a but" Troy laughed "Let me finish. But no staying up to late it's a school night." Grace and Amy ran over to Troy and hugged him. "Now off you go, go get ready." The two girls bolted for the stairs.

"Well that was awfully kind of you." Celina said as she rose from her seat by the kitchen table. "One question though."

"Shoot." Troy was about to take a sip from his water when he felt a hand collide with the back of his head sending water leaping from the small round opening. "What the hell was that for?"

"Nu-uh I ask the questions around here. Where the hell were you last night?" Troy sighed.

"I was at Chad's." Troy had known this was coming so he was prepared. He had called Chad and asked for a cover story and the only reason Chad helped out was because Troy had told him all about Gabriella.

"Really, so if I call Chad right now he'll tell me what you were doing into the early hours of the morning?"

"Sure, you could try but Chad's still at work." Celina glared at Troy

"Why didn't you answer when I called? I left like fifteen messages." Troy pulled out his phone.

"Yeah I know I listened to them. The battery was dead last night" Celina rolled her eyes

"Sure it was." Troy's phone started to ring, its screen illuminated as it did. Troy picked up his phone, realizing it was a text he opened it, the small font filling the screen.

Hi Troy,

Thnx 4 last nite

I hvn't had tht much fun in ages.

We'll hav to catch up again (make it soon)

;)

Luv u

4eva urs

XxEllaxX

XoXoXo

Troy smiled and hit reply.

"Who are you texting?" Troy sighed.

"Does it really matter Celina? It's none of your business any way." Celina sat down opposite Troy, who was seated at the table.

"What is this really about Troy? Do you have a problem with me?" Troy shook his head.

"Celina don't make this about you. I'm sorry if I've been distant but I'm fine, you're fine and Gracie's fine." Celina rose and spat at him angrily.

"I'm not making this about me, it already is. If you're in it, I'm in it. We're married, we share the same responsibilities. So don't make this about you. Make it about us. Now go get ready." Celina stormed off into the lounge room.

Grace and Amy were sitting in Graces room on her bed talking when they heard yelling from downstairs.

"I don't think I've ever heard your parents fight. My parents, now that's another story." Grace threw her head back and laughed, and then she sighed.

"I've never heard them fight either, well, not until recently."

"How recent?" Amy asked

"Umm just after I found out I was adopted and we went to see the doctor my dad knows. He was with her last night." Grace gasped.

"What? Tell me? Oh please don't die I failed my CPR test."

"Oh my gosh. I just remembered. You'll never believe what I saw last night."

"I don't know tell me."

"Well I went downstairs to get a glass of water and saw that mum had fallen asleep on the couch, so after I drank my water I went back up stairs just in time for my dad's arrival. Mum had been waiting up for him. He got out of this car I've never seen and met some woman at the hood and I looked out of the window and they kissed."

"Cheek?" Amy asked suddenly interested.

"Nope, lips like mum and dad do." Amy gasped.

"Whoa. Scandal."

"Conspiracy." Grace added before the two of the girls burst out laughing.

Gabriella sat in her apartment watching re-runs of the best show ever created, Friends. She had just sent a message and she didn't know whether she sounded forward or not. A minute after she had sent her text her phone started to play the annoying little tune.

Ella,

No thanku 4 last night.

We should meet up again ASAP!

How about tonight, after my important meeting?

I'll call u.

Luv ya,

Troy. 3

He said he loved her…Why had he said that? He's married. Gabriella gasped she couldn't be sure she had to check. So she went across to her sent items and sure enough it said:

Luv u

4eva urs

Ella

She didn't mean to write that it was out of habit. She always signed her texts off with Love you and back in high school she used to add an extra special forever yours just for Troy. She groaned, and threw her phone down on the empty arm chair.

"Come on girls let's go!" Celina shouted from the door. Grace and Amy descended the stairs. Both were wearing trackie pants and tee shirts. Amy had purple trackies with an aqua tee and Grace was wearing pink trackies with fluro orange tee they were both wearing converse Amy white, Grace Black. Troy grabbed Graces free hand (her other one was in Amy's) and they headed for the door.

"Are you ready?" Grace shook her head

"No." Troy chuckled before leading the girls outside to the car.

How could Grace ever be ready for something like this? No matter how much warning she had, How many times she did it each time she would be…Nervous as hell.

A/N- Okay so here it is! Sorry for not updating it as soon as it was done but our internet is broken (I'm at a friends house). Now I'm pretty sure jupe in french means skirt otherwise i haven't been paying attention in class! So Review! Luv ya all!

XxPeace OutxX
Lizz