It was Saturday afternoon. Gabriella was sitting on her bed eating cookie dough ice cream when her pink rhinestone cell phone started to play her ring tone. She looked at her phone screen and it read: Taylor. She really didn't know if she should pick it up or not, but since Taylor was her best friend she decided to.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Gabriella?"

"That's me. What's up?" She asked and ate another scoop of ice cream.

"Well, I know this is none of my business, but Troy asked me to call you and ask if you were feeling okay. He wanted me to ask you if you had been getting sick?"

She couldn't believe that Troy had stooped so low as to ask Taylor to ask for him. Ever since yesterday after he left he had been calling her. She didn't answer because she was to busy crying. "Tell Troy that if he wants to know how I feel than he has to try harder." She said unpleasantly.

"Like I said it's none of my business, but that was kind of weird. What's going on with the two of you?"

"It's nothing I just haven't been feeling well lately and then we got into a fight the other night over something." She caught herself in her lie. She was horrible at lying and she knew that somehow Taylor was going to find out about the baby.

"Gabriella, I'm not an idiot I know that you're lying. So what's going on? It must be something really big to make you stop talking to Troy."

"It's nothing really." Just than that cookie dough ice cream that looked and smelled so good before didn't smell too good. She could feel the weird burning sensation in her throat. "I have to go." She said and hung up her cell phone.

She quickly got out of her bed and ran into her bathroom that was in her room. She leant over the toilet and threw up. She threw up so much that she thought she was dying. Her black hair was wet because she couldn't balance over the toilet. She had sweat running down her forehead, and her stomach felt horrible. After she was done she sat on the cold bathroom tile floor. Her back was against the wall the farthest from the toilet. She stood there and again cried. She thought she had cried enough last night. She didn't think that anymore tears could form, but just than she felt a whole knew batch of tears form in her eyes.

After her nice shower Gabriella put on a big St. John's sweatshirt that she got from the interview for them. They really wanted her in their university and they gave her a free sweatshirt. Actually she had a few sweat shirts that colleges gave her when she went there to check out the college.

"Mommy!" She called when she finally got out of her room that day. "Mommy!" She called again. "Are you here?" She called. She could here her voice echoing threw her big house. It felt empty so she went down to the kitchen, and on the refrigerator there was a note that read:

Dear Gabby,

Antonio invited me to dinner at an Italian restaurant. The way he asked I just couldn't resist. I'm sorry that I haven't been spending much time with you lately. It's just that with work and Antonio I haven't had much time for sleep let alone time with my daughter. It feels like I haven't seen you in a while even though we live together. When I get home I promise I will spend some type of time with you. Oh, and write down when your next meet is for the debate team. I need to know so I don't make any plans for that night. Love you!

Love, Madre

Gabriella sat there and threw the paper in the garbage. She was tired of being the last priority on her moms list and she blamed Antonio for this.

She left the kitchen and started to go up the stairs when the doorbell rang. A smile came up on her face. She thought maybe it was her mom. She opened the door and there stood her ex boyfriend Troy.

"Gabriella?" He said looking her up and down. She didn't look like the Gabriella he knew and loved. She had on baggy pants, a big sweat shirt, and her hair was in a messy bun. Her eyes were big, red, and puffy as if she had been crying.

Gabriella immediately tried to slam the door in his face, but he had stepped inside before she could do it. "What do you want?" She snarled while walking away from the door and sitting on the steps inside her house.

"I just want you to hear me out."

Gabriella rolled her eyes. "You have five minutes."

"Okay, ever since yesterday after you called me a jerk I've been thinking and I'm sorry. When you told me the pregnancy test was positive all I did was think about myself, and you had every right to call me a jerk." He explained.

"Are you finished?"

"No, and I want us to keep the baby. I know how hard it will be, but I believe you and I can do it together."

Gabriella got off of her steps and went up to Troy. "Are you sure?" She asked looking him right in his eyes.

"Yes, I believe you and I can do anything as long as our love is strong." Troy said looking into her dark brown eyes.

Gabriella slowly moved her head closer to his. She tilted her head and gave him a sweet, passionate kiss on the lips. It started to grow deeper, and then they were interrupted by a person clearing there throat at the door.

Troy and Gabriella stopped kissing and turned to face the door. There in the threshold with a big grin on his face stood Antonio.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" He said walking up to the two of them.

Gabriella watched as her mom's drunk boyfriend walked up to her boyfriend. He looked like a typical Spanish guy. His skin tone was caramel, his hair was black and greasy, and he had a mustache, and a five o'clock shadow.

Troy could smell the stench of alcohol from two feet away. "We were just being you know teenagers." He said smiling.

"Well, you better not be teenagers up in my house." He said pointing to the floor.

"What do you mean your house?" Gabriella stepped in between him and Troy.

"Oh, your mother didn't tell you? I'm about to be your new step daddy." He said pointing to Mrs. Montez who was still standing in the threshold.

Gabriella looked at her mom that she didn't see until Antonio pointed to her. "Mom, what is he talking about?" She asked walking past Antonio and walked up to her mother.

"Gabby I love Antonio. So today when he asked me to marry him…"

"You said yes without even consulting me? You know I live in this house to?"

"Actually I told him no. I told him that he could live with us first and if it worked out than we will get married."

"Mom, you still didn't ask how I felt about this." She said pointing to herself. She was so pissed at her mom at that moment that she just wanted to slap her. "I barley know this guy." She said pointing to Antonio.

"Gabby you can get to know him. Don't you want me to be happy?"

Gabriella hated when her mom used that line. Don't you want me to be happy? "Right now I don't care how you feel because you don't care about how I feel." Gabriella said and walked away from her mother. She went over to Troy and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then she whispered in his ear "I'll call you later." After that she went up the stairs and only looked back to see if Troy made it out safely.

Troy nodded and walked out of the house. When he walked passed Mrs. Montez he could smell alcohol also. When he started his car and rode down the block he thought about the situation that was going on in Gabriella's house. He really hated the thought of his baby having to live in such a dysfunctional place. He had to do something about that, but first he needed a job.

Gabriella closed and locked her door. She was so mad that she wanted to just go and run away, but she couldn't. She would if it was only her, but she had the baby to think about.

"Gabriella!" Antonio screamed while banging on the door. "Gabriella get your ass out here and apologize to your mother."

Gabriella went over to her radio and blasted the music. She couldn't stand the sound of his voice at that moment. It was bad enough that he took up all of her mother's time. Now her mother was coming home drunk more and more. The only time her mother came home not drunk was when she was doing something for work.

"Gabriella!" He screamed louder. "Get your fucking spoiled ass out here and apologize to your mother. Don't make me repeat myself."

Gabriella didn't respond. After about five minutes she heard Antonio walk away and trip. Then she heard him scream Fuck and then after that she didn't hear anything else from him.

She got in the shower, snuck downstairs for dinner, then threw up her dinner, got back in the shower, and then went to bed.