"Hey, Troy," Gabriella greeted, opening the McKessie's door.

"Hey, 'Brie. Ready to go?" He asked.

"Of course, just let me go get my purse," she smiled and ran up stairs.

When she returned to the door, Troy grinned at her. "You look gorgeous." She was wearing skinny jeans with a sparkly, purple shirt and stilettos, with her hair straightened.

"Thank you," she blushed. "You don't look half as bad yourself." He was wearing a simple pair of jeans and a black button-up shirt.

He grinned and walked toward his truck. He opened up the passenger side, first and helped Gabriella in. Then, he ran around and got in on his side and started the truck engine. "How are you today?" He asked after giving Gabriella a soft kiss on the lips.

"Great…now that you're here." Gabriella smiled cheekily.

"Thanks, baby," Troy replied, backing out of the driveway.

"No problem," Gabriella said. "Where are we going?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out."

"Okay," Gabriella said, a little uneasily.

"Don't worry. You'll love it." Troy reassured her. "At least I hope…"

"I'm sure I will." Gabriella said, trying to lighten the mood.

Troy grinned as he drove down a road that was all too familiar to Gabriella. "I know this road. I've been down it before, I think…" Gabriella said, trying to remember.

"Don't hurt yourself," Troy joked.

"You would save me if I did," Gabriella teased back.

"Says who?" Troy asked. Gabriella looked at her lap, pretending to be sad and upset. "Hey, I was kidding."

"Gotcha!" Gabriella giggled.

"Oh, that's not fair," Troy muttered, pulling into a different driveway a few minutes later.

"Want me to make it all better?" Gabriella asked.

"Yes, pwease," Troy said, making a pouty face. Gabriella leaned over and gave him a small and gentle kiss on the lips. "Ugh! That's all I get?"

"What do you want? You don't get what happened last night."

"And why not?" Troy demanded.

"Um, because I said," Gabriella teased, poking her tongue at him.

"Whatever," Troy mumbled, reaching over and giving Gabriella a surprise kiss on the lips.

"Troy, don't!" She whined.

"C'mon, sweetheart, loosen up." Troy said, opening his door and walking around to Gabriella's side of the truck. He opened her door and held out a hand to help her out. "For you, mad' am."

"Why, thank you, kind sir," Gabriella laughed. Troy chuckled and lead her down a little dirt road. "Troy, seriously, where are we going?"

"You'll see…in time." Troy informed her, leading her toward some light in the distance.

"I see lights!" Gabriella chirped. Troy looked down at her.

"Jeez, babe, you're short. Even in Stilettos." Troy commented.

"No, I'm fun-size." Gabriella giggled.

"I never get tired of hearing your laugh."

"You're so corny, T." Gabriella pointed out.

"But you love me for it." Troy added. Gabriella looked down at her feet upon hearing 'love', but Troy didn't notice, he just kept walking, pulling Gabby along with him.

They soon came across a gazebo that was in the park that Gabriella's mom used to take her to every day when they used to live here. The gazebo was lined with candles and flowers. "Troy! It's beautiful! Did you do this all by yourself?"

Troy shook his head. "Well, sort of. With the help of Sharpay."

"Well, thank you anyway." Gabriella said, giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Anything for you." Troy said as they sat down on a blanket. Gabriella smiled giddily. Troy pulled out a picnic basket and began pulling things out of it. "Chicken noodle soup with chocolate mousse for desert."

"Oh, Troy!" Gabriella whispered. "My favorite! How did you know?!"

"I just guessed."

"You didn't have to!"

"No, but I wanted to," Troy confessed. Gabriella blushed and looked away. Troy put two fingers under her chin and made her face him. He looked deep into her eyes. "Gabriella…I think I'm falling in love with you. And I understand if-"

He was cut off by her lips on his. "Oh, god, I thought you were never going to say it!" Gabriella murmured into his lips. "I love you, too!"

"Thank the Lord." Troy said, deepening the kiss. Soon, he was on top of her and they were still kissing.

"Troy," Gabriella said, hearing a twig crunch.

"What's wrong, baby girl?" Troy asked.

"I feel like someone's watching me," Gabriella whimpered.

Troy got off of her and sat up. "It's okay, 'Brie. No one else is here except us."

"No, Troy." Gabriella protested. "I think it's my dad. I can feel his eyes on me."

"What?" Troy asked, confused. "You're dad isn't here, Gabby."

"But, Troy…" Gabriella whimpered, biting her lip. "I'm scared."

Troy wrapped his arms around Gabriella. "No one will hurt you while I'm here. Do you wanna go back to my house? My parents aren't home right now."

"I think that will make me feel a little better. I'm sorry I ruined the date."

"No, honey, you didn't ruin it," Troy soothed her. "You're just scared is all. And I don't want you to be scared on our first date, so we're going to go to my house, okay?" Gabriella nodded, softly.

"But, Troy?" She asked, as he started to clean up everything.

"Yes?"

"I'm kinda scared to walk back to the truck." She confessed.

"Okay, then, I'll give you a piggy back ride."

"Okay…" Gabriella said, but suddenly, she screamed.