One month later…(sorry for the big skip but it just how it goes)

It was a Saturday evening and it was a beautiful day in New York. It was a perfect day to spend time outdoors and admire the fresh air but unless you're getting married, you're nowhere near the outdoor. Try in an extravagant hotel room where the toilet is solid gold. Today is the official wedding of Troy Bolton and Gabriella Montez. Friends and family have all arrived and gathered at ceremony ready to witness the couple as they wed in front of their very eyes.

Gabriella gulped at her reflection. The day has finally come for her to actually marry Troy. The guy that found her book and told her that he will only give it back to her if she did him a favour. A favour that she was still doing. A favour that she might have to be in for the rest of her life.

Though her nervousness, she have to admit, she looks good in the wedding dress she was wearing which she also designed herself. It's a long white strapless dress which reminds her of her mother's wedding dress.

With nervousness, there is sadness. Sadness about the fact that her own father isn't attending her wedding. He had the reason to be mad at her but isn't this taking it too far. The least he could do was call her to say he isn't coming but instead, he only gave her an empty RSVP reply. But Gabriella was glad that some of her family was coming. Like her grandparents and some other relatives she knew. She had to admit, her family was smaller compared to Troy's. Troy had many relatives coming and yesterday at the rehearsal dinner and that was only half of them while Gabriella only decided to invite her friends only.

While smoothing the wrinkles of her dress, she started to really have cold feet. She told herself that she isn't going to be one of those runaway brides in movies or television. She was going to be a beautiful bride about to get married to her…prince charming.

Gabriella literally felt sick when referring Troy as her prince charming. In fact, she had felt sick for the past few days but she chose to ignore it. She has been having fever and dizziness but Mrs. Bolton told her it just might be caused by her stress towards the wedding. Gabriella decided to go along with it. She absolutely had no time to get sick whatsoever.

"Oh my gosh! You look so beautiful!" Sharpay said after she entered the room.

"Shar! Close the door! Troy's room isn't that far. He might see me," Gabriella ordered her.

"Someone's excited," Sharpay said sarcastically. "But seriously, as your maid of honor and best friend since forever, you look so beautiful! Great job designing your own wedding dress. Remind me to let you design it when it's my time. Which speaking of, when you're throwing the bouquet, try not to throw it to my direction. I don't think I want to get hitched just yet."

"I can't believe you believe in all of that superstitious crap," Gabriella said while adjusting the veil on her head. "I didn't catch any bouquet and I'm getting married."

"That's because fate has different way of telling you when you're going to marry," Sharpay explained.

Gabriella rolled her eyes, "Right, fate brought me and Troy together at a small little coffee shop that has way too many tables to fit its size."

Before Sharpay could talk again, the door swung open again and revealed the wedding planner, Molly. Molly is a middle aged woman who is divorced and sometimes throws a fit at random wedding stuff. Like the first time Troy and Gabriella met Molly, she had comments about everything they chose.

"I think it's better if we put the dance floor in the middle, that way everyone can see it," Gabriella told Troy and Molly while walking into the dining area to have their reception.

"Nah, I don't like it. Plus, there might not be enough space for the guests to sit. They might end up in front of a wall or something. I say we put it near the stage so people can also see and at the same time hear the music easily," Troy pointed out mockingly.

"There's this thing called speakers Troy and people won't have to end up at a wall because if you haven't notice, this dining area is much bigger than our apartment," Gabriella pointed out.

"Isn't it just sad?" Molly said suddenly. "First you're fighting about where to put the dance floor and then the next you'll be fighting on who gets custody of the fancy wedding China."

"Excuse me?" Troy asked, confused.

"I'm just saying; marriage is a big step to chaos and money battle. When you still have the chance, you could just walk away from it so you won't have to suffer the power of a divorce lawyer," Molly said.

"Thanks for the advice but I think we can agree on where to put the dance floor which is in front of the stage," Troy said while pointing it out to Gabriella.

"Fine, put it there but I'm picking out all the rest of the wedding stuff," Gabriella declared.

"Oh, so does this mean you're on your way to become bridezilla?" Troy asked sarcastically.

"All you men are the same. One minute you say 'I love you' and then the next you say 'I want a divorce'," Molly added randomly. Then she pulled Gabriella's elbow and whispered, "It's not too late, you know."

"Thanks but maybe I should listen to my fiancée. He is after all suppose to do as I say. Right, baby?" Gabriella said reminding Troy of their deal.

"You know what, fine. Put your little dance floor in the middle of the room. Don't come and blaming me when our guests are complaining about their seating arrangements," Troy fought back.

"I knew you'll agree with me," Gabriella smirked then turned to Molly. "Did you get that?"

"Absolutely. I love the idea," Molly agreed. "Way to show him who's boss."

That was the first time Gabriella saw Troy throwing tantrum. He never yelled at anything since Gabriella met him. She felt guilty for it but Gabriella knew he was being cranky because it didn't go the way he wanted.

"You're both on in three minutes," Molly reminded them. "Time to go."

"Oh my gosh, this is really happening isn't it?" Gabriella asked nervously. "I'm actually getting married."

Sharpay grabbed Gabriella's bouquet of flowers and held it in Gabriella's hands, "Breathe Gabriella. You'll get through this. When Troy sees you, he'll see the beautiful woman he's marrying. Not the woman who he had a favor with," Sharpay encouraged.

Gabriella smiled, "Thanks Sharpay. You're the best."

"LADIES! We only have two minutes, let's move!" Molly shouted.

"Let's do this," Gabriella said.

Meanwhile at the ceremony located at the first floor, guests have already gathered anxiously while waiting for the bride to make her appearance. They weren't the only one waiting anxiously. The groom, aka Troy, is also nervous what was about to happen or will happen.

He's worried that Gabriella would not come out because she doesn't want to be married and then tell everyone the truth. He's worried that Gabriella suddenly decided that she couldn't handle all the lies and then quits. He's worried that after they were married, she decided to run off.

Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder. "You alright?" his best man, Chad, asked.

"I guess I'm just anxious," Troy answered.

"Chill out man. She'll be here. She won't run off," Chad said, as if reading his mind.

"How do you know? You've never been married and perhaps as we speak, she might be in a cab right now, running off," Troy whispered panicky. While panicking, he was completely oblivious to the music of the wedding march.

"Then why is she walking down the aisle right now?" Chad asked while pointing to Gabriella who was making her way down the long aisle.

When Troy laid his eyes on her, he couldn't take it off. He had to admit, she looked so beautiful and stunning in her wedding dress. She had her hair half up and half down and she looked like she's trying to look happy. Although he didn't know Gabriella that long, he could easily tell if anything was bothering her by looking at her facial expression. It was like he could read her mind.

Troy gave her a small smile and she smiled back at him. He knew exactly what was bothering her. He needs to make sure she was okay. After arriving at the front, Troy held out his hand and lead Gabriella in front of the priest. As the priest started talking, Troy started to whisper to Gabriella.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Gabriella didn't know what Troy was trying to do but decided to play along. "I guess. Why?"

"Well you look like something's wrong," Troy answered. "It is because of…your dad not being here? Because I am so sorry about that-"

"Troy, you don't have to apologize for it. It's not your fault-" Troy cut off Gabriella.

"Yes it is. It's my fault your feeling sad," Troy argued.

"Well, let's just drop it for today. We can talk about it at our honeymoon tomorrow or whatever," Gabriella said.

Troy smiled a little, "Are you excited to head for our honeymoon?" he asked cockily. Gabriella hit his elbow playfully but still had a smile on her face.

"Troy? I repeat, do you take Gabriella Montez as your lawfully wedded wife?" the priest said, having a frustration tone in his voice.

"Sorry," Troy apologized. Troy was supposed to be ready for the question but he couldn't help but feel guilty about it. He was feeling guilty because it seems to him that he has trapped Gabriella in a marriage that she doesn't want. But the truth was, he really cared for her and wants to be there for her every step. Though he still is not sure his feeling towards Gabriella, he knew he wants to work the marriage out.

"I do," he answered and looked at Gabriella.

"Gabriella, do you take Troy Bolton to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest asked Gabriella.

Gabriella hesitated for a moment which causes a tiny commotion.

"Did she panic?" a guest whispered.

"I think she has stage fright or something," another a guest said.

Gabriella felt like throwing her high heels at the two women gossiping about her. She was just making a dramatic pause. Or she is trying to. "I do," she answered.

"May we have the rings?" The priest announced and Troy and Gabriella took the rings respectively from their best man and maid of honor.

After saying their few vows, the priest finally announced, "By the power vested in me, I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Troy Bolton. You may now kiss the bride."

Troy and Gabriella stared at one another. Do they really have to kiss with people applauding in the same room. Troy noticed Gabriella looking at him as if asking him if they should really kiss. Troy gave a small nod and leaned in closer until he reached Gabriella's lips. He has secretly been waiting long for the day that he would kiss Gabriella again. There was something about the kiss that makes Troy's stomach turn and gave him butterflies.

Before they kissed, Gabriella told herself to just pull herself together for the kiss. When Troy kissed her, she felt his hand on the back of her neck while he kisses her softly and then pulled back. Something about the kiss makes her feel very dizzy. Or is it real?

Suddenly, Gabriella felt the sudden urge to throw up. She stopped herself reminding herself it was just her wedding nerves getting to her and that's it. She didn't know how wedding nerves could make her feel so sick.

"Gabriella, are you okay? You seemed pale," Troy asked.

"I'm okay. Just nervous that's all," Gabriella answered.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." After that, she really felt sick and really felt like puking, "We need to leave because I think my nerves are getting to me."

Troy and Gabriella then quickly made their way out of the room and then Gabriella quickly ran to the bathroom while holding her gown. Troy almost followed Gabriella to the bathroom when he realized that she was going into the girls' bathroom.

"So I'll just wait for you out here," Troy talked to himself.


Hey! So how was it? Sorry if the wedding part sucked but this is my first time writing a wedding scene so I'm still learning. Go easy on me.

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