It was an hour until the family dinner, and I was currently hyperventilating. "Gabby, if you don't stop pacing and sit down, I will tie you to this bed." Sharpay spat out, glaring at me.

"Gab, Troy made us promise that you relaxed!" Taylor added, trying to coax me to sit.

"I'm so nervous." I sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed. "I don't want to meet them in a public setting. I'll no longer be the enemy, I'll be the girl having their sons baby. They'll see me as some whore!" I stated hyperventilating again, and Sharpay groaned, throwing fabric at me. Shocked, I pulled the clothes she'd thrown at me off my head and studied them. It was a pair of leather effect black jeans and a baggy cream tank top with some bumpy texture to it.

"Put these on so I can do your make up and hair." She said bluntly, checking her nails.

I was entering the restaurant holding Callum's hand, and he was glancing at me strangely, not understanding why I was shaking. "I'm just cold." I told him, watching as he raised an eyebrow. His eyes, however, widened when he saw the group already seated at the table we were being directed to.

"No fucking way…" Jay swore, and I desperately moved my eyes to Troy, who had an empty seat next to him.

"Maria, what have you done?" My dad demanded, and I watched as my mom moved over to Lucille.

"It's about time we met the family of the boy who's dating our daughter… they're having a baby together, and we've not spoken to each other."

"There's a reason for that, Maria."

"Greg, I will deal with you at home, but if you do not sit down, I swear to God I'll leave you."

There was a silence at the table, and I watched, smirking as my dad meekly walked over to the table and sat next to a grinning Lizzie.

"Gabriella…" Troy whispered, standing as I walked over to the empty seat by him. He took in my outfit, and kissed my cheek, aware of the watching family. "You look gorgeous." He mumbled into my ear, smiling cheekily as I blushed. We sat carefully, studying our fathers as they glared at each other over the table. All of a sudden, Jack Bolton winced as if he'd been kicked, and he sighed heavily.

"Nice to see you again, Greg." He reached over the table, holding out a hand, and we all watched as my father extended his own and they shook hands strongly over the table, almost as if it was a bonding moment in the history of our families.

"I still don't like you Connor." Jay said quickly, and Connor shrugged.

"Don't really care."

"Anyway," I started, glaring at Jay. "It's really good to see you all together. As you know, we're having an unexpected arrival-"

"In the shape of an effing baby." Jay muttered.

"Jay Montez! One more swear word out of you and I'll ground you!" My mom interjected, and Jay groaned, sulking back into his chair.

"And I'm really glad you've decided to put your differences aside for us. It means a lot."

"Yeah." Troy turned to me, grinning his smile that melted into his eyes and in turn- melted me. "I think I speak for Gabriella and I when I say it's not what we expected, having a baby at seventeen, and it's great the way you've reacted."

"Gabriella, Troy, it's the least we could do." Lucille said warmly. "No couple should have to be kept a secret."

"I agree." Mom smiled, and we all turned towards our fathers.

"I think that before we start the family bonding, I ought to have a talk with Gabriella, Troy and Jack." My father said sternly, and Jack nodded.

"I wholeheartedly agree."

"So, my office, five o'clock tomorrow?"

Jack nodded, and turned to me, smiling slightly. "We'll be there."

More of a filler chapter... ah well. Danielle xox