A/N: Okay, this may have been the worst thing I've written as of now. I'm really sorry for the crappiness of this chapter. Reviews :)
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"Oh. My. God"
Gabriella's jaw dropped as the black gates swung open to reveal a magnificent, sprawling villa. A fountain trickled quietly in the courtyard, filled with koi and other exotic fish. She stared at Troy incredulously. He shrugged nonchalantly.
"It's just our holiday house. Mother just had to renovate again" he said flippantly.
Gabriella could hear Lucille huff in annoyance as she nodded stiffly. She barely noticed the maid opening the car door for her, walking out in a daze. Troy shook his head at her innocence. He pushed open the double doors to the house. Gabriella gasped.
Nobody told her Troy Bolton was filthy, let's-roll-in-a-pile-of-money rich.
Sunlight filtered through the pristine doorway, lighting up the grand foyer. There were five different hallways, each probably leading into a beautiful room or ten. Maids flittered about cleaning. It was like it was straight out of an idol drama. Gabriella was in awe. A bubble of giddiness grew inside her stomach.
She got to live in a house like this?
Troy rolled his eyes. The poor-girl-living-with-rich-boy cliché was almost too much for him to take! Lucille beamed at the dazzled expression on Gabriella's face. She clapped giddily.
"I knew you'd love our home! Oh wait, I mean, your home" she winked at a blushing Gabriella.
"It's a very nice house, Mrs. Bolton" Gabriella stressed on the 'very'.
Jack nodded, before glaring at his obviously bored son.
"Troy, why don't you show Gabriella around?" he pointedly said.
Troy sighed, before begrudgingly agreeing. He turned to Gabriella. She looked so innocent, with her wide eyes and pouty lips.
All he wanted to do was grab her and...
Troy shook his head to clear his thoughts. He was in his parent's house, for God's sake!
"When you're finished drooling, I'll take you around the house" he quipped, a smirk playing on his lips.
She blushed. Troy tugged on Gabriella's arm. She grinned as they made their way up the elegant stairway. They traipsed down the abnormally long hallway, Troy frequently pointing to different rooms. Gabriella nodded profusely, trying to keep up with him. She was going to get lost soon!
"And there's my bedroom, the guest bedroom, which I guess is now your bedroom, and my brother's..." Troy trailed off his rant when he heard a girl giggling in one of the rooms.
Gabriella looked at Troy, scandalised. He brought a girl to wait for him in his parents' house? Troy blinked innocently back, holding his hands up in surrender.
"Hey, that's not my room! That's my brother's" he explained, cringing as loud moans could be heard.
Gabriella made a face.
"I can see how you guys are related"
Troy stuck out his tongue, before banging unceremoniously on the door.
"Nick Jonas Bolton! Put your girlfriend's clothes back on! Mum and Dad are downstairs and I'm pretty sure they can hear you guys going at it!" he yelled.
There was a crash, like a lamp had been knocked over, and a thump, like someone had fallen out of the bed, before the door swung open to reveal a handsome, but disheveled boy. His handsome face was flushed, and his clothes were rumpled, but Gabriella could make out familiar straight nose and princely stance in him. No wonder girls fall over their feet for the Bolton boys, she thought ruefully. Even me. Gabriella shook her head of her wandering thoughts as she smiled politely at Nick. He gave a sheepish grin, before turning to Troy, his eyes flashing nervously.
"You don't think Mother and Father heard, do you?"
Troy chuckled, slapping his brother on the back.
"Nick, you know the walls are thicker than your head. They wouldn't have even heard World War Three up here, let alone you and your girlfriend" Troy smirked and cheekily winked at his younger brother.
Nick flushed, and punched Troy on the shoulder. As Troy winced, Nick cast his eyes on Gabriella. Gabriella offered a small wave.
"Hi. I'm Gabriella Montez" she smiled brightly, hoping it would wash away the awkwardness.
It didn't. Nick continued to stare, before turning to Troy.
"It's her, isn't it? The one you knocked up? Mum and Dad found out, didn't they? Did they totally freak on you? Did they make you take responsibility? Is she going to be living with us now?" he fired questions at Troy.
Troy sighed.
"Yes. To all of them"
Nick burst out laughing.
"I knew playing around with all those girls like that would come back and bite you in the-"
"Nick! You're taking too long!"
A petite girl with an adorable smile appeared by Nick's side, pouting cutely. She looked at him, then at Troy, then at Gabriella. The girl cocked her head.
"Am I interrupting a family reunion?" she piped up.
Nick swung his arm around her shoulders, his forehead resting against hers.
"Nah, Selena. My brother just introduced me to my future sister-in-law" he replied, affectionately pinching her nose.
Selena gasped.
"So it's her?" she pointed excitedly at Gabriella.
Troy punched his brother on the shoulder.
"You told her?" he asked incredulously.
"He tells me everything" Selena happily stated.
Gabriella smiled sweetly at the young couple in front of her, before huffing indignantly.
"You talk about me at home?" she threw Troy a dirty glare.
Troy shrugged and offered an apologetic smile. Gabriella stomped her foot, crossing her arms across her chest. Nick grinned, his arm still wrapped protectively around his girlfriend.
"Welcome to the family, Gabriella"
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"Oh. My .God"
"Shut up, Sharpay"
"Oh. My. God"
"Shut up, Taylor"
"I can't believe she did it"
"Is she really going to move in with Troy?"
"As in Troy Bolton, playboy extraordinaire Troy?"
"As in Troy Bolton, I change my girlfriends everyday, Troy?"
"As in-"
"Yes, that Troy Bolton!" Gabriella crossed her arms across her chest and glared at Sharpay and Taylor.
Sharpay shrugged.
"Just making sure" she piped up.
Taylor nodded in agreement. Gabriella groaned, flopping onto the bed beside her two friends and her half-filled suitcase.
"Do you guys think I'm doing the right thing?" she asked, wringing her hands nervously.
Taylor sighed. Sharpay shook her head knowingly.
"You're doing this because you want your baby to have a warm, happy family, right?" Taylor queried, knitting her brows together.
Gabriella nodded.
"Then of course it's the right thing. No mother-to-be wants their child to be without a father. Even if it is Troy" Sharpay lightly joked.
Gabriella smiled half-heartedly, before closing her eyes and deeply sighing.
"I hope it is. I just want this baby to come into the world without any more dramas"
"I don't know about that" Taylor remarked.
Gabriella and Sharpay looked at her quizzically. Taylor rolled her eyes.
"Oh, come on! You know you're starting to show, Gabriella" she pointedly looked at Gabriella's slightly bulging stomach.
Gabriella groaned, and put her head in her hands. She blew her hair out of the way, before looking up back at her friends, biting her lip.
"Well then…" she trailed off, groaning again.
Sharpay patted her knee sympathetically. She couldn't imagine what was going through Gabriella's head right now. Her friend's life had too much drama! Gabriella sighed. It wasn't like she had much of a choice of what to do.
"I guess we'll just have to see how it goes, and go with the flow" she said, shrugging her shoulders.
Gabriella stood up and continued to pack her clothes, leaving Sharpay and Taylor speechless, their mouths hanging open.
"Wow" Sharpay murmured.
Gabriella raised an eyebrow as she shoved a couple of her dresses in the suitcase.
"What?"
Taylor chuckled.
"Troy really has been rubbing off on you, with the whole carefree, happy-go-lucky attitude"
Gabriella laughed heartily, secretly agreeing with Taylor. The bubble of giddiness grew.
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"How much stuff do you have?" Troy asked incredulously as he looked at the pile of boxes the movers placed in front of his house.
Gabriella shrugged.
"I'm a girl. We like to shop when we're upset. I'm pregnant. We get upset a lot"
Troy scoffed, rolling his eyes. Gabriella grinned, blinking innocently up at him. Troy sighed. He was such a sucker for puppy dog eyes. Or maybe it was just Gabriella's.
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Click.
A smirk appeared on her face as her camera phone captured Gabriella and Troy going into his house, huge grins on their faces. She looked at the papers in her hand.
A doctors' confirmation that Gabriella was pregnant.
The girl quickly snapped a clear picture of the certificate on her phone. It was handy to be the daughter of the hospital's chairperson. And it was even handier to be a total bitch. If Troy hadn't used her like some toy and tossed her away like he did a month ago, she wouldn't be doing this right now. But he did.
And now he was going to pay.
She scrolled down her contacts, before deciding to send the pictures and the documents to the whole school. The girl laughed obnoxiously, a malicious glint in her eye. She could imagine the gossip and chaos that would ensue, blowing both Troy's playboy and Gabriella's good girl reputations. Poor Gabriella, the girl thought derisively. First she gets knocked up at seventeen, then she'll have no friends after this scandal.
She couldn't wait until Monday.
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