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I have decided that the whole story will be in Gabriella's POV, although some might be in Troy's POV.

I have also decided that instead of being a sixth grade teacher, Taylor and Gabriella will be Kindergarten teachers. (You'll find out why at the end of this chapter)

Disclaimer: (I knew I forgot something!) I don't own HSM :'-(

Chapter 2:

I have the same routine everyday; get up, get dressed, eat breakfast, and go out. In the school year its go to work, and during breaks, it's to go to Taylor's. That never changes. I like it like that. Most people will get bored when they do things the same for so long, but I like being bored, that way I'm always assured that nothing surprising will happen.

However, today was the day where all the teachers had to go into school, and get the nametags ready, get the desks set up, decorate the classroom, and basically ruin the last stress-free week of summer vacation. Joy.

My alarm clock beeped, waking me up from my cozy dream world. I sighed and stumbled out of bed, and walked into my bathroom, took a shower, and then picked out a white V-Neck long sleeved shirt with pink sleeves, with a pink star in the center, black jeans, and black heels. I put my raven curly hair in a pony tail and put on make up. After fifteen minutes, I was finished.

I ran out into the kitchen and grabbed a breakfast bar. Oh yeah, one other thing about my daily routine, is that I am ALWAYS running late. I grabbed my black jacket and my purse, ran out the door, and into my blue jeep. I drove to Taylor and Chad's house, and beeped three times. They're married, and have two kids, one girl going into kindergarten (Taylor is hoping she has me…no pressure there), and a son going into first.

Taylor ran out, wearing a pink short sleeved shirt, a black jeans, and black sandals. She waved at me, and sat next to me.

"Hey Gabi! Can you believe we have been teaching for two years?" she asked incredibly.

I nodded, "I know! It's amazing!" I said.

"Vanessa and James were dying to let me bring them, is that okay?" she asked.

I nodded, "Sure! Is Chad coming?" I asked.

Taylor rolled her eyes, "He will if he ever gets out of the shower," she said laughing.

She leaned over and honked the horn twice. A small girl ran out with long black, curly hair in two low pigtails, with a pink button up shirt, a black skirt, and black shoes.

"Does that girl EVER dress casual?" I asked Tay.

Tay rolled her eyes, "Nope, I always try to get her to wear jeans, or pants for that matter, but it always ends up in a tantrum," she said rolling her eyes.

Vanessa opened the car door and got in the seat in the back, and buckled up, "Hi Auntie Gabi!" she said excitedly.

I smiled, "Hey Nessa! Are you excited about starting kindergarten?" I asked looking at her from the review mirror.

"Yeah! I hope I get you or Mommy!" she said excitedly.

Taylor sighed, "Ness, we already went over this, you aren't allowed to have Mommy for a teacher," she said turning so she could face her.

Vanessa sighed.

Taylor rolled her eyes and honked the horn again.

A boy came out wearing a shirt wearing a black tee shirt with 'I didn't do it…you can't prove it!' a pair of blue jeans, and black converse sneakers. He was also holding a basketball in his hand.

He walked into the car and sat in the middle seat.

"Hey JJ," I said smiling. I gave him that nickname because he said he needed a cool nickname when he made it to the NBA.

"Hey Gabi," he said.

"How is my favorite basketball player?" I asked.

"I just shot my first three pointer!" he said excitedly.

"That's nothing, Auntie Gabi; I just read my first book all by myself!" Nessa said equally excited.

I gasped, "That's amazing guys!" I said. I was so close to Nessa and James, I helped Nessa learn to read, and I helped James throw his first free throw. He even believed me when I said that I scored 41 points on a league championship game, but then I told him in the same day I invented the space shuttle and microwave popcorn. He laughed just like Troy…no. I am not going to think about Troy. Not today.

James and Vanessa beamed.

"I can't take this anymore," Taylor muttered.

She got out of the car and ran into the house.

"Do you guys know where he is?" I asked. I thought Chad was playing a trick on Taylor.

James and Vanessa shook their heads.

Five minutes later, Taylor walked out with Chad, whose hair was still wet, and he didn't look happy.

"Hey Chad!" I exclaimed.

"Gabi!" he said, "How are you?" he asked getting in and sitting beside James.

"Fine, you?" I asked looking at his hair.

"Well, someone, and I'm not saying who, TAYLOR, dragged me out of the shower!" he said.

"Who takes an hour to take a shower?" she asked.

I shook my head, "Can I start the car now?" I asked looking at the two. Then I saw a necklace on Taylor's neck that wasn't their before. I smiled.

"Nice necklace," I said.

Taylor smiled and blushed.

I started the car and drove to East Elementary, where the three of us worked. When I got there, I stopped the car and got out. Taylor helped Vanessa out and Chad helped James out.

James automatically ran into the gym,

"JAMES! WAIT!" yelled Taylor.

He rolled his eyes and waited.

Taylor kissed Chad, and smiled.

Vanessa and I looked at each other and mimicked like we were throwing up.

Taylor looked at us and we immediately put halos over our heads.

She rolled her eyes and waved to Chad, who was already walking up to James, who was dribbling the basket ball.

"Remember you calling basketball players, lunkhead basketball men?" I asked her.

Taylor giggled and nodded.

"Auntie Gabi, can I have a piggy back ride?" she asked me.

I acted like I was thinking and then bent down so I was at her eye level, "Of course!" I exclaimed.

She squealed and climbed on my back and held on to my neck.

"You ready?" I asked her.

"Yup!" she said excitedly.

"So, you ready spend the last week of summer vacation stressing out?" I asked Taylor.

She rolled her eyes and nodded. I followed her up the steps to the school and we walked inside the air conditioned school.

"This is where I'm gonna go?" asked Vanessa.

Taylor nodded.

"But it's so big!" she exclaimed.

"Sweetie, it matches how big of a girl you are," Taylor said, "But right now, you need to loosen your grip on Gabriella's neck, because you are strangling her."

"Oh my…I'm sorry Auntie Gabi!" she exclaimed.

I smiled, "No problem V," I said.

We walked into the office where Mary and Sarah were at their computers and had headsets on, and making constant calls to parents and suppliers and who knows who else.

Sarah looked up, "Taylor! Gabriella!" she exclaimed.

Taylor reached over the desk and gave her a hug, and I did the best I could to hug her without dropping 100 pounds on the floor.

"And who is this?" she asked acting like she didn't know who V was.

"It's me Miss Sarah! Vanessa!" she said giggling.

"No way! My Vanessa is only this tall!" she said putting her hands four feet above the ground.

Vanessa giggled.

"So Sarah, where can we get our class lists and room numbers?" Taylor asked.

"In your mail boxes, there is also a list of supplies the suppliers delivered, check and make sure you the supplies you asked for," she said sitting down.

We nodded and walked into the teacher's mailroom, and where it with about 900 degrees.

"Like I remembered what I asked for three months ago," Taylor muttered. I laughed and nodded.

"You okay, V?" I asked Vanessa.

"Yeah," she said.

"Is it okay if I let you down?" I asked her.

She whined a little, but Taylor looked at her and she immediately stopped. She dropped down and stood up.

"What's your room number?" Tay asked me.

"K09," I said. Each grade had ten rooms, and the number was your grade number, and the other two was what room you were in from 1-10.

"I'm K10!" she said excitedly.

I gasped. Last year, I was K01 and she was K06, so it was hard to talk sometimes. Teachers are just like kids, we have to talk at some point or we die, and my neighbor…was…well, how can I put this nicely? She was a snooty, I-think-I'm-better-than-you-because-I-have-taught-here-for-two-years, jerk. Okay, maybe that wasn't very nice…oh well; it's the thought that counts.

"That is awesome!" I exclaimed.

Taylor beamed and she and I walked out of the mailroom and down the hallway, where we saw a lot of our old friends that we hadn't kept with over the summer.

We stopped in front our classrooms and sighed.

"You know that once we step foot into these classrooms, we are no longer, Tay and Gabi, we are Mrs. Danforth and Miss Montez, right?" she asked me.

I frowned and nodded.

We looked at each other and hugged, and then stepped into our classrooms.

I looked around and saw six tables, a black board, book cases, and a TON of boxes.

I sighed, "Where to start?" I asked. Well, I might as well decorate the classroom. I looked through the boxes and found borders for the blackboard and the bulletin board.

After about an hour of constant working, I had had cleaned the room, put the bookcases together, and put the books in the bookcases.

I sighed and looked around; I decided I needed a step ladder to but up the borders, so I went next door.

"Tay, you have a step ladder?" I asked.

She nodded and handed it to me. "Thanks!" I said.

"Auntie Gabi, can I help you?" se asked.

I nodded and she followed me into my room.

"Why don't you put separate all the crayons by color and put them in these boxes," I put out five boxes labeled: 'Black', 'White', 'Red', 'Orange', 'Yellow', 'Green', 'Blue', and 'Purple'. I know it seems odd to have all the colors in different boxes, but that way if I just need to pass out one kind of crayon, I don't have to pick through a box of a thousand crayons.

"Sounds easy enough," she said. She sat down on the floor and I gave her fifty boxes of crayons.

"That's a lot of crayons!" she said in awe.

I laughed, "Can you do it all?" I asked.

"Yup!" she said.

She dumped out a box of crayons and quietly started working.

I got the borders and put them up, and then I put up posters and an A-Z wall border for the classroom.

"I'm finished!" Vanessa said.

I looked at the boxes and sure enough, they were all perfect.

"Great job!" I said.

She smiled, "Anything else?" she asked.

I shook my head, "I don't think so," she said.

She nodded and walked out.

I sighed and looked at how the tables were all over the room.

"Here we go," I said.

I pushed two tables together so I had three pods, made with two tables.

"One last thing, and I'm done," she said.

I looked at my class list and wrote down each name on a name tag that rainbows on it for bows and basketballs and baseballs for boys.

I smiled at as looked at the first girl name. Vanessa Danforth.

I continued writing down names, when I finally got down to the last name, I gasped.

"What?" I asked.

I rubbed my eyes and looked again at the name, but it was the same name: Alexander Bolton.

I know that this doesn't have any drama, but don't worry it'll start soon enough:D

TTYL!

Alex