Waking up in Brad's spare room with my boyfriend is always fun. Don't get me wrong, we didn't have sex, (well, obviously we did and now we're in this mess) but I always love waking up to his sleeping form. He's cute when he sleeps, he gets his hair tangled and in his eyes, and he breathes quite heavily.

I glanced at the time, seeing it was nine thirty, and shook Troy gently. "Troy." I whispered, and his blue eyes opened sleepily. "It's nine thirty, baby." I murmured, and his eyes shot open.

"Shit, I'm working at eleven!" Troy worked as a waiter on Saturdays, saving for a college fund.

"I'll drop you off at home." I told him, and he nodded, kissing my forehead before rolling out of bed and pulling on his shoes. I grabbed my bag, car keys, phone and slipped into my shoes whilst he laced up his converse. We both linked hands and walked out of the room, but not before making the bed. I knocked on Brad's bedroom door before exiting, and when he opened it (with just boxers on) I kissed his cheek, thanking him for the night and the room. He just grinned and told me 'I know.'

When Troy and I were accomplishing the twenty mile ride back to his house, he was completely silent. When we passed the ten mile mark, I decided to speak. "Are you alright, babe?"

"I'm fine." He replied softly.

"You're never usually this quiet." I mirrored his tone.

"Just wondering about our baby." The words sent flutters in my stomach. 'our baby'.

"We'll be okay." I told him, and he nodded. "Did you tell Brad or Elliott?" I asked, and he shook his head.

"I thought we'd best discuss who needs to be told." He said, and I nodded.

"Sharpay and Taylor know. Cal doesn't know yet, and neither does anyone in my family." I told him. "No one else has been told by me."

"Shall we wait for a few weeks to tell them?" Troy asked, and I nodded.

"I think it'd be best." We lapsed into another silence and I groaned. "I can't deal with silence at the moment, Troy!"

"Sorry." He mumbled. "I'm just nervous, that's all."

"About what?" I asked, and he shot me a 'duh' look.

"Being a parent?" He asked, and I nodded.

"Oh. That."

"Yeah."

This time, when it went into silence I didn't stop it. I was feeling nervous now.

After I'd dropped Troy off I went home and showered before getting changed. I was going to spend the day with Taylor and Sharpay to make up for lost time, and I was refusing to be late. We'd agreed on meeting at 12pm at the mall, and I got at Taylor's house to pick her up at 11.45am, and she genuinely seemed happy to see me outside East High. We arrived at the mall at 12pm, and as we walked into the mall (which was busy due to it being a Saturday) we spotted Sharpay Evans sat at a Starbucks and drinking a decaf skinny iced mocha whilst laughing at her phone.

"Shar!" I called, and she glanced from her phone and to me, grinning.

"Hello stranger!" She greeted jokingly, and I smiled widely, ignoring the hurt that bubbled through me.

"You ready for shopping?" I asked, taking a seat at the table she was relaxing at and watching Taylor as she sat down in her chair with a sigh.

"I was born ready, in case you're forgetting, Gabs?" She winked at me, and I smirked.

"Everyone in Alberquque knows that you were born with your shopping fetish, Shar." Taylor commented, and I snorted at Sharpay's fake offended face.

"Harsh words, bitch." Sharpay replied, and we all laughed. "Wait for me to finish this and we'll go shopping. I need me more pink." At her words, Taylor and I exchanged glances, thinking about Sharpay's giant walk in closet that was actually another room attached onto hers. All you could see when you walked in was pink, apart from the small section of varied colours that Taylor and I had forced Sharpay to buy.

After a few more minutes of chatting, Sharpay finished her drink and got up, announcing that she was ready for a challenge, and pulling us from our seats. We went straight into a shop I didn't know well, and I watched as Sharpay and Taylor got into a discussion about Junior Homecoming dance, which was in two months. Taylor had recently forced me and Sharpay to sign up to the homecoming committee, and Sharpay was currently expressing her opinions on colour choices. I grinned, turning to look at summer dresses whilst listing to my best friends.

"Hey Gabs!" I turned back to them, and Sharpay was beckoning me. Sighing, I grabbed a flowered dress that I had my eye on, checking that it was my size before trudging towards the blonde bombshell that was Sharpay Evans.

"Yeah, Shar?"

"What do you think of this dress? And I approve of the dress you're holding."

Grinning at her approval, I looked at the item she was showing me, and gasped. She was holding a beautiful dress that would come to mid-thigh on her and was skin tight with thin straps. The style wasn't shocking, it was the colour. Sharpay Evans had picked a hot red dress by herself. And she'd most likely look incredible in it. "Shar, that is going to look great on you!" I gasped, and she snorted.

"It's for you, dumbass." She smirked, and I giggled. "I would look great in it, but you'll look even better." She smiled at me, and I blushed, not expecting the comment from the self confident girl.

"Thanks Shar." I stepped forwards, hugging her, and pulling Taylor towards us as well. "I'm so sorry I've been so distant, but everything is going to make sense soon, I promise." I whispered to them, and the two girls squeezed me tighter.

"We love you regardless, Gabby." Taylor told me, and I wiped a tear away as I stepped back, wishing that they would still feel that way when they found out about Troy.

Short but sweet! Not sure when I'll update next, so review and tell me what you think! I accept constructive criticism as long as it isn't getting personal!

Love you all!

Danni xox