Chapter 6

trumpetrulez101

OK, so I lied...I'm home sick, which sucks, because it's my throat, aka, no voice. And no voice no concert tomorrow night. Which like...sucks. But yeah. So as I'm sucking away at Chloraseptic lozenges, and drinking hot tea with honey and lemon, I am also writing a new chapter for this! I would like to apologize in advance to all the Troyella shippers, for you will be throwing large and heavy objects at me throughout this chapter. Sorry.

Disclaimer: OK, let's stop rubbing it in. I don't own any of this, except the plot, Brian, and Mary Elizabeth. )

Troy desperately wanted to go back to the hospital, but Gabriella had asked that he just kept going to school, so she could focus on getting better.

Finally, after 3 days, Gabriella was back at school.

She stood at her locker, getting her books, when she heard someone coming.

She looked up. "Bolton. What do you want?" She demanded, glaring at him.

"Whoa there Montez we're not taking the acting that far..." Troy said, his face displaying his shock.

"What the hell are you talking about?" She asked, leaning against her locker.

"We kissed...at the hospital...and you said you were falling for me?" Troy said, confused.

Her eyes widened, then she started to laugh. "Was it like, right after I had been admitted?" She asked through her peals of laughter.

"Uh, I guess so...why?" Troy demanded, starting to worry.

"Bolton...oh Bolton...I was so high off of those painkillers...I would've said that stuff to a mountain lion if given the chance." She gasped, her eyes watering with hysterical laughter.

"So you didn't mean it. Like, you didn't mean any of it?" He asked, not finding it in the slightest way amusing.

"Like I said...I was so high...oh yeah! I remember now...they had just given me some morphine for the pain...No wonder I kissed you!" She breathed, wiping her eyes, gathering her books and walking off.

(Told you so. Dodges flying objects)

"She...didn't...mean it? She...was...damn it...high at the...time?" Troy whispered through his heavy breathing.

"What...the...hell!" He whispered, slamming his fist into the lockers.

Gabriella was walking down the hall when Brian popped up from no where.

"Gabi baby!" He exclaimed, pinning her against a locker and kissing her.

"Mmph" She struggled against him.

"Brian...you're hurting my back..." She said as she tore her mouth away from his.

"Oh Gabi honey, I'm sorry!" He exclaimed, still pinning her to the lockers.

"Don't call me 'Gabi' I hate that." She hissed in pain. He laughed.

"Let go of me!" She cried, struggling against his grip.

"Not until we agree on some things." Brian said harshly.

"Let me go Brian."

"No. Now here's the deal. I let you go, and you tell no one about me slamming you into the lockers. I let you go, and you stay away from Bolton. I let you go, and you keep your mouth shut about this, or I'll have to get violent. Understand Gabi?" He said, shaking her.

"Don't call me Gabi, and don't shake me like that!" She demanded, getting angrier.

"I said, do you understand?" Brian growled, no longer shaking her but still pressing her against the lockers.

"I understand." She muttered.

"Good. Bye honey!" Brian said happily, kissing her tenderly before walking away.

"I'm dating a bipolar." Gabriella thought to herself. "Ohmigod, I'm dating a bipolar. Who knows what he would do if I tried to break up with him!"

Shaking, she walked down the hall to her first class, Home Economics.

Unfortunately, both Bolton and Brian had this class with her.

She walked past both of them, and sat next to Victoria, the girl she had given permission to date one of the junior varsity players.

"Hey Vicky!" She exclaimed peppily.

"Uh hi...Gabriella!" Victoria responded, a bit confused.

"So how are you and Albert, or Alfred, or whatever doing?" Gabriella's voice feigned interest.

"Oh we're great, just great, thanks for asking! You know where he took me on our first date? To the nicest little restaurant..."

Gabriella tuned the prattling girl out, and started gathering the ingredients on the posted board.

Soon enough, she had everything ready for her spinach souffle. Except a partner.

Victoria had wandered off to sit with someone else, someone who would listen, and left Gabriella alone.

Troy, noticing this, went and sat next to her, to the amazement of everyone in the classroom.

"What do you want?" Gabriella asked, not necessarily annoyed, but not exactly pleased.

"To be your partner." Troy stated, and helped her get the souffle into the mini-oven, as Mrs. Green kept writing random souffle facts on the board.

They sat there in silence for 25 minutes, and pulled out the souffle.

"Looks good." Gabriella volunteered.

"Yeah..." Troy added, still mad at her for the whole morphine, I love you thing.

"Alright students! Your souffles should be done now! I want you to label you and your partner's name on the pan, and bring it up to my desk for grading. Our next big quarter project is one I'm sure you've all been waiting for!" Mrs. Green began as everyone filed up with their souffles.

"It's the baby project!" She squealed, and most of the girls clapped, while the guys groaned. They knew what was coming with this.

"Girls will be caring for the electric baby, to learn how to be good mothers. Boys on the other hand...will get to experience the joys of pregnancy, with the patented pregnancy suit!" She exclaimed, grinning at everyone.

"Now I know in years past, I've let you choose your own partners...but not this year." She declared.

"WHAT?"

"Listen children. I am aware of the Bolton-Montez fight issue...so I have used my own sources to find out who is a Bolton and who is a Montez in this class. From that list, I will pair up opposing students."

The class gasped, and stared at each other.

"Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez will be partnered up."

Whispers broke out, and Gabriella felt dizzy.

"Montez are you alright? You're looking a little green..." Troy said, as Gabriella raised a hand to her head, and saw everything go black.

Gabriella woke up 45 minutes later in the nurse's office, with Bolton and Mr. Matsui standing over her.

"Ms. Montez are you alright?" Mr. Matsui asked gently.

"Uh huh...what happened...and why does Bolton look pregnant?" She demanded, sitting up.

"You passed out in Home Economics, right after Mrs. Green announced you and Mr. Bolton were...are..expecting. Here is your...baby." Mr. Matsui said, handing her the plastic child, looking a bit disturbed.

"Doesn't explain why Bolton looks pregnant." She muttered.

"Pregnancy suit." Troy grumbled, not happy so far.

As soon as the baby was in Gabriella's arms, it started crying.

Mr. Matsui winced, and walked out of the room.

"Shut up!" Troy yelled at the sobbing hunk of plastic.

"Don't yell at our baby like that!" Gabriella shouted over the sobs.

"Our baby? It's a piece of plastic!" Troy protested.

"It's our darling little baby, and it's so adorable!" Gabriella cooed at the crying "child."

"Yeah, yeah, it's adorable, now make it stop!" Troy cried, placing his hands on his "belly."

"Fine. Why though, other than it's annoying?"

"Because loud noises aren't good for my fetus." Troy said seriously, before both of them started cracking up.

"So what are we going to name our little bundle of joy?" Gabriella asked, smiling down at the still sobbing plastic child.

"I like Screamer." Troy suggested sarcastically.

"Seriously! I like...Tabitha." Gabriella decided.

"TABITHA? We are not calling our baby Tabitha!" Troy yelled, placing his hand over Tabitha's speaker on her back.

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!" He screamed in Tabitha's plastic ear.

Tabitha immediately fell silent.

"You scared her!" Gabriella shrieked, and hugged Tabitha to her chest.

"SHE CAN'T BE SCARED...SHE'S A HUNK OF PLASTIC AND WIRES!" Troy screamed before bursting into fake sobs.

"What is your problem Bolton?" Gabriella asked in disgust.

"Hormones. I hate pregnancy." Troy moaned, staring up at her.

"Well I love our widdle Tabitha! Yes I do!" Gabriella cooed.

"Wow Montez. Who would've thought it would be a little plastic baby that would melt the ice around your heart." Troy commented, obviously amused.

"Shut up Bolton. I love you Tabitha! I'm going to buy you all sorts of clothes!" Gabriella promised, then gasped.

"Troy look! She's not breathing! Get the nurse! My baby!" Gabriella screamed, starting to cry.

"Montez...Tabitha's not going to breathe. She's plastic." He said amused.

"Oh...right...shut up." Gabriella noticed something suddenly.

"Hey Bolton..."

"What?"

"Have you always had breasts?" She asked grinning.

"Shut up. They came with the suit."

"Riiiiight." She drew out the word.

"I hate my life. How am I supposed to play basketball with this thing?" Troy demanded.

"I don't know...how am I supposed to cheer or dance with a baby?" Gabriella shot back.

"Urgh. I hate this project. Oh and we have to take notes on how our marriage is doing."

"Well Day 1 can read that Tabitha is a happy baby, Gabriella is an excellent mother, and Bolton is lucky he'll never really be pregnant- and he's about as mature as the baby he's carrying." Gabriella recited smirking.

"Shut up Montez. Day 1 will read that we are not divorced only for Jimmy's sake." Troy retorted.

"Jimmy? Her name is Tabitha"

"Well I like Jimmy better."

"Bolton, she's a girl. You can't call her Jimmy."

"Have you checked that she's a girl?" Troy asked as though this were obvious.

"I'm her mother. I don't have to check. I know she's a girl."

"Go on. Check then if you're so sure she's a girl."

"Fine." Gabriella pulled Tabitha/Jimmy's sleeper down, and unpinned the diaper. "See? She's a girl Troy."

"Shut up. We can call her Jimmie, with an 'ie'."

"Her name is Tabitha. Besides, I already filled out the birth certificate." Gabriella said.

"What's the last name?" Troy asked grinning.

"Montez-Bolton." Gabriella stated.

"Technically it's Bolton-Montez. Since I fathered the baby."

"Ah, but it's Montez-Bolton because I carried and gave birth to the baby." Gabriella grinned.

"Fine. Let's go to class." Troy said, trying to stand up. "Montez...A little help please?" He couldn't get up until Gabriella grabbed his hands and yanked him up into her on accident.

"I knew you felt something." Troy whispered teasingly as he pressed his pregnant belly against Gabriella.

"Get off Bolton!" She giggled, and left the nurse's office.

"I can't walk that fast!" Troy protested, and waddled down the hall after her.

"I know." Gabriella called, and walked faster.

Haha so yeah. I hope you're not too mad at me. This is another Troyella opportunity! I mean, look at the project! Good things could come of this. Please review and tell me what you thought!!!

Oh, and go to the link in my profile to see a picture and a description of the pregnancy suit thing.