Ultra Cool.
Gabriella's eyes stayed firmly on the floor, not wanting to look around her. She'd never liked waiting rooms. You always had to… wait, strangely enough. And she'd done enough waiting in her life. Troy had been the one she'd been waiting for. What a long time ago that all was now. Sometimes she'd find herself wondering if what had happened was just all dreams, things she wanted to happen when she slept. But now she had a reason to know they happened. And it was that little, but still significant bump on her stomach.
She still hadn't got used to the feeling of walking around with a growing human inside of her. It was still strange to her when she was sick every morning, and sometimes she'd still wonder what the hell was wrong with her, then realise. But that was because she'd told herself it had been a 'tummy bug' for the last two months, and she'd managed to convince herself that was that. Now she knew differently.
She found herself now in the doctors surgery, waiting. Just waiting. Her eyes looked through the carpet, picking up the different shades of blue that specked here and there. So much blue on something that people walked their muddy shoes over every day. That was why she loved wooden flooring.
Her hands were shaking, and her legs, even though she was sitting down still trembled. Although she had comforting Sharpay beside her, she still felt empty and scared. Running one hand through her hair, she reflected on the things she had done before. The normal routine she had had before this came along. Before she'd been reunited with Troy.
Wake up.
Eat.
Go to work.
Come home.
Eat.
Go to bed.
She laughed inside at how simple every thing was back then, and how messed up and confusing everything was now. And it had only taken a matter of months for everything to change. How amazing and unsettling that was. When everything was over and done with, with her baby on her hip, she'd live life to the full. Because now she knew she didn't know what was around each corner.
She let her eyes wander up to the scene around her, and she glanced nonchalantly at each of the others in the waiting room. It seemed like they were all here with little bumps too. Maybe it was the special day of the week where pregnant people come and get their ultrasounds. Silly thoughts, Gabriella, silly thoughts. But at least some of them looked scared. She wasn't alone, then.
The couple in the corner. He sat with his arm around her shoulders, occasionally kissing her neck gently, making a smile curl onto her lips. With her hands safely around her waist, she made sure no harm could come of her little one inside. They looked to happy to have their little arrival, and so happy to be together to experience it. Lucky them.
The woman talking on her mobile phone, looking directly towards the 'No Mobile Phones' sign. She caressed her stomach lovingly, while she voice swept down the phone to the manly voice on the other end.
"Yes, I'm fine dear." She rolled her eyes at the phone, like the person on the other end would see.
"No, I've not been taken yet." The woman began to scowl.
"Well, maybe you could have done, if you'd bothered to come with me." She watched as the woman became angry. So Gabriella wasn't the only one that didn't have their significant other with them. Gabriella smiled.
The Asian couple, wrapped up in colourful scarves and with bracelets and earrings hanging loosely from their body, discussing which birth would be best. Natural? Or under water? Gabriella hadn't thought about that yet. She just expected to pop the baby out. Oh well, there was time for that, right?
She hadn't read the pregnancy books because every time she went to the counter she felt like she'd throw up and ran into the bathroom. She hadn't looked up information online because the thought scared her. And she hadn't asked any friends, because, well, none of them had been pregnant before. The last thing she wanted to do was to phone up her mother and say, 'Hey, I've not seen you for about five years, but can you tell me about pregnancy?'. She'd probably not get a reply. Just a thud down the line indicating that her mother had collapsed. The thought of all of this made Gabriella light headed. She hoped their wouldn't be some sort of quiz, questions she had to answer, because she knew nothing about this. This was completely new to her. And terrifying.
She looked over to Sharpay, currently reading a booklet on pregnancy. She seemed engrossed, and Gabriella smiled. Sharpay had really gotten into the whole pregnancy thing. All she'd been able to talk about recently was how happy she would be to become Auntie Sharpay, and how she'd spoil the girl of boy rotten. She was glad Sharpay had taken this so well. It helped to have support around you.
Her hands moved about on her lap, unconsciously drawing patterns on her knees. Her fingernails and hands were literally painted with all different shades she'd been using, and she looked dirty. Oh well. Since she'd found she could paint Troy, every spare minute she had had been used in her studio. She found it as a great release, and loved every minute of it. Sometimes she'd find herself dreaming about it, and she'd wake up to go straight along the hall. She was doing her best work, work that no-one had seen. Not even Sharpay. They seemed too personal.
Sharpay looked up from her booklet and smiled at Gabriella. "You okay?" Sharpay was always very concerned about how Gabriella felt these days.
Gabriella smiled in reply. "I'm fine. Interesting reading?" Gabriella smirked.
Sharpay nodded her head vigorously. "Extremely. I'm reading about you giving birth, and to be honest Gabriella, I don't know how you're gonna do it. I mean how the heel to you get a baby through your--"
Gabriella held up her hand in protest. "Enough Sharpay. Don't go into details. Please."
Sharpay put the booklet back and crossed her arms. "Fine."
Gabriella looked down at the clothes Sharpay had forced her to wear today. She'd really just wanted to be comfortable, but for some reason stilettos were a must have fashion accessory for going for an ultrasound. But she'd managed to persuade Sharpay that a dress wasn't the best outfit, and had gone for baggy sweats and a vest top. Easy access for that monitor… thing. Needless to say, she had no clue about what was going to happen.
Looking up at the clock, she realised the doctor was late for her appointment. She scowled, not wanting to be here any longer and hating the wait. Leaning back, she tried to stay calm. Sharpay looked at her sympathetically.
"Not long now, I should think." Sharpay whispered to her while squeezing her hand reassuringly.
Gabriella pouted. "Good."
Sharpay sighed. "Gabriella, you have to be patient. Look, I know you're nervous, you should be by what I've read,' Gabriella shot her a glare, 'but I'm with you. Everything will be fine."
She reflected over Sharpay's words as found that she wasn't as nervous now. That was all she needed, some comforting words. Everything would be okay.
"Ms Montez?"
Gabriella eyes shot up to the nurse in the doorway. She looked around the room, everyone looking at each other. She stood, grabbing Sharpay's hand for support. "That's me."
The nurse smiled at her. "Please come this way."
They followed the nurse through many different hallways until they got to the ultrasound room. She was told to sit down at a chair first, so that the nurse could get to know her and search for some information. She sat patiently.
"So, Miss Montez, I'm Anne Melody, your nurse and ultrasound technician. I'll be helping you today, but first, just a few questions." Anne smiled at her, and Gabriella started to feel calm. She was one of those people who could easily calm a room. Just what Gabriella needed.
"Okay,' The questions began, 'Your full name?"
"Gabriella Marie Montez."
"Age?"
"I'm 22" Gabriella replied.
"And is this your first child?" Anne inquired.
Gabriella sighed, looking down pathetically at her fingers. "Yes, and quite unexpected too."
When she looked up at Anne, she saw her smiling back. "Well, that's fine. It's a great miracle. And I'm here to help you. Can you pop up on that table please?"
Gabriella dropped her bag by her seat and went to the table, Sharpay following behind and sitting down beside her. Gabriella looked around at the, yet again, white room. She was sitting down on the table and all around her was the ultrasound equipment. Anne stood silently beside her, donning on some gloves and getting it all ready. She looked over at Sharpay, worry in her eyes. Sharpay winked at her and whispered that everything would be fine.
"Okay, so let's see your baby. I'm going to put this gel on your stomach, it might be a little cold."
Gabriella winced when the ice cold gel reached her stomach, and she shivered. "Don't say I didn't warn you." Anne laughed at her reaction, Gabriella giggled with her. The sensation, once she had got used to it, was quite nice. Soothing. Gabriella closed her eyes in peace.
"And there's your baby, Miss Montez."
Anne whispered down to her and her eyes flickered open. Sharpay's hands were covering her mouth, her whole face in awe. "Wow." She'd whispered. Gabriella eyes floated to the screen and her breathing got locked in her throat. There was her child.
Her and Troy's child.
It's head, body, hands and toes, all there and all so small. It was an exciting experience, one she would never forget. Her eyes started to water and Sharpay hugged her on the table.
"That, is so cool!" She heard Sharpay scream and had to laugh at her friend. She looked back at the screen.
Yep, it was amazing.
But something was nagging in her mind. As she got off the table and wandered back to the desk and chair, she knew exactly what it was. Sharpay shouldn't have been there, Troy should have been in her place. That scene would have been so much more special if Troy had been there. She was being selfish, Sharpay had gone with her out of the goodness of her heart. But Troy was the one she wanted.
She sat down and waited while Anne filled out some forms. Glancing over at Sharpay, the smile on her face was infectious. It seemed that Sharpay was more excited than she was, but she suspected that was just mood swings. She sighed, her hand threading through her hair. She needed some air.
"Ar you alright, Miss Montez?" Anne looked at her with worry.
She smiled, "Yes. Im fine. It's just so overwhelming, I guess. I never thought I'd be doing this so soon."
Anne reached over the table and grasped her hand. "Everything will go swimmingly. Don't you worry. I see so many first time mother's come through here and faint. I see you're a little stronger." Anne laughed.
Gabriella smirked. "Yep, much stronger."
Once they were outside, Sharpay stood by her side. She didn't want to go home, or even get into the car. Sitting down at the bench outside, she looked around, breathing deeply. The one stray tear steamed down her cheek, and Sharpay's arms encircled her.
"Shhh, Gabs. What's the matter?"
Gabriella choked. "That's my baby. Mine and Troy's baby. And he'd not even here to see it. He doesn't even know."
She hugged her tighter. "And that isn't your fault. It's his loss completely. He left you, so don't feel guilty. I know you need him, but I'm here."
Gabriella patted her hand. "I know, I know. And I feel really selfish, but is it wrong for me to want you here, plus Troy?"
Sharpay smiled down at her fragile friend. "Not at all."
Sharpay led her back to the car, and seatbelted her in while Gabriella just let the tears stream down her face.
What day it had been.
A/N; Sorry if there are any spelling mistakes. I tried to check but I have to go. I hope you enjoyed that chapter. It tried to illustrate Gabriella's emotions well, so I hope that worked. Next chapter out soon!
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