A week later, Troy and Gabriella still had a hard time dealing with everything new happening in their home. One, Troy's mother still living with them and two, sleeping on a same bed with a pillow in the middle of them separating them.

Troy and Gabriella had a very hard time sleeping in a same bed together especially with their sleeping habits. Troy has a hard time sleeping through Gabriella constant kicking even with the pillow in between them which Gabriella find it hard to snooze when Troy couldn't stop snoring so loudly. They made it possible to drive each other crazy in the room every night but they could easily pretend to get along in front of Lucille.

One morning, Troy and Gabriella were in the kitchen getting ready for breakfast. The first morning Lucille stayed with them, she pointed out that Troy and Gabriella never had breakfast together like other newlywed couples do. Gabriella didn't serve breakfast for Troy and Troy didn't sit at the kitchen table reading the newspaper. Afraid that Lucille might find figure something up, they decided to pretend to be the clichéd lovey dovey couple just like what Lucille expected.

Lucille entered the kitchen to find Troy reading the newspaper while his breakfast was being served by Gabriella. When Gabriella saw her, she smiled and greeted her perkily.

"Good morning Mrs Bolton! Did you have a good night sleep?" Gabriella asked while pouring coffee in a cup.

Lucille smiled weakly. She did not have a very good night sleep. Not with the excessive noise Troy and Gabriella made last night. She doesn't even want to know what they were doing last night. What she doesn't know is that Troy and Gabriella planned to make the 'noise' on purpose so that Lucille won't be on their trail.

"Yeah, I guessed I slept well," she lied.

"Would like some breakfast mom? Gabriella cooks so well," Troy offered while pushing his plate to her.

"Thank you Troy. What are you having for breakfast?" Lucille asked.

"I already ate. This plate was meant for you," Troy explained.

"Thank you Troy. That's very sweet of you but I think I need to take a shower first," Lucille said.

"Alright, I'll put your breakfast in the microwave then," Gabriella told her.

As soon as Lucille was out of sight, Troy and Gabriella both collapsed at the kitchen seat.

"How long do we have to keep this up?" Gabriella asked desperately.

"Until you start growing a baby bump," Troy answered. "How long does that take again?"

"A month or so," Gabriella answered.

"That sounds like a lot of time," Troy commented.

"Tell me about it. I am so tired of smiling like a freak in front of your mother. I feel like a Barbie doll that couldn't stop smiling at all," Gabriella said.

"I don't even know why I'm holding up this newspaper for. I didn't even read it. I was just looking at the pictures. I feel like my dad all of the sudden," Troy said.

Gabriella smiled a little. "Are you sure you don't want the breakfast I made?" she asked Troy. Troy told her to give the breakfast to his mother instead of him eating it. Troy had tasted Gabriella's breakfast before but it didn't taste good at all. He didn't want to tell her the truth. What kind of husband would he be right? Plus, he doesn't want to hurt her feelings. He is still trying to figure out ways to make Gabriella fall in love with him.

"Yeah I'm sure. I'm not that hungry. Besides I have to get to work soon," Troy answered.

"But it's only 8.30am. You don't have to be at work till 10," Gabriella pointed out.

"That's because I have to get there fast," Troy said quickly.

Gabriella searched his face, "What's going on? Don't you like my cooking?" she asked.

Troy dared not to look at her face. What was he going to say? "Well if you're not going to answer me then I guess I'll just eat this breakfast myself," Gabriella said while grabbing a fork.

"NO WAIT!" Troy stopped her. Gabriella had never tasted her own cooking before, especially the meal she cooked for breakfast. He didn't want Gabriella to know that he was lying about saying her cooking was incredible. Troy quickly took the fork from her hand and then started to munch through Gabriella's cooking. "Mmmm…."

"You don't like my cooking do you?" Gabriella asked.

"I didn't say that," Troy said.

"But you want to," Gabriella said.

"No didn't," Troy replied.

"Then let me have some," Gabriella said.

"No way. This is mine. Get your own," Troy said while pulling the plate away from Gabriella but Gabriella managed to grab the fork back from him and tried to chase him to get the plate.

Before they knew it, they were chasing each other around the house. Since they were having too much fun, they completely forgot about the whole breakfast thing and started to run around the house. While jumping on the couch, Troy fell down in a sitting position and Gabriella fell down directly on his lap.

When Gabriella was still on his lap, Troy can't help but remember the time when they first met. They were in the exact position when they first met. They were both staring close at each other closely. Troy then took a risk and leaned in to kiss Gabriella but then his mother interrupted his moment.

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't realise you two were…busy. Did I interrupt something?" Lucille asked.

"We were just goofing off mom. It's nothing. What did you want?" Troy asked.

"I was just about to ask you if you would like me to give you some of my old parenting book. I had a few of them when I was pregnant and it's been really helpful. If you want, I could head home for a while and grab the books for you," Lucille offered.

"Why not? I was planning on buying a few books of pregnancy anyways. It sounds very useful," Gabriella commented.

"Perfect. Now I'm going to get ready to head out. You two can get back to whatever it is you're up to," Lucille said as she disappeared to their guest bedroom.

Gabriella then realized that she was still at Troy's lap. She quickly stood up and walked back to the kitchen with Troy following her.

"Why do you need a pregnancy book for? All of your questions could be answered just by asking the doctor," Troy pointed out.

"Who knows? It might come in handy someday. I read somewhere in the internet that many unexpected things could happen in the second trimester of pregnancy. I just want to be ready," Gabriella replied.

"You don't need it," Troy said.

"Yes I do and so do you. There's a parenting book for guys too. I bet your father and brother read it," Gabriella said.

"Whatever," Troy replied.

That night when Troy got home from work, he entered the door to find his apartment was filled with dozens of boxes. In confusion, he looked into one of the boxes and found a book for pregnancy. The rest of the boxes were filled with books on pregnancy. He checked other boxes and it contained the same thing. His mother wasn't kidding when she asked if they needed any book on pregnancy.

He entered the living to find Gabriella and his mother sitting at the couch while his mother was showing Gabriella a page of a pregnancy book. To his surprise, Gabriella looked interested and she wasn't faking a smile to his mother.

"Uh, what's going on here? Did I miss a book sale or something?" Troy asked sarcastically.

"Oh, you're so silly Troy. These are the books that I promised to bring over," Lucille explained.

"I thought you said you'd bring a few books, not the entire pregnancy bookstore," Troy said.

Before Lucille could reply back to him, her cell phone started to ring. "I have to take this. I'll come back later to talk to you two," Lucille said as she disappeared into her bedroom.

"Is she serious about this?" Troy asked while holding up very thick pregnancy book.

"Relax Troy. To be honest, most of the books here are very useful. There's even a pregnancy book for guys. Well, 15 actually but that's not point," Gabriella said.

"What are we suppose to do with these books after we're done with them?" Troy asked.

"I suppose we could keep some and give some back to your mother. I heard she kept these books in the library of the mansion. How insane is that? And these are only a quarter of what she have at the mansion right now," Gabriella said.

"Can we just pick the ones we like and put the rest back where it belongs?" Troy asked.

"Troy, you mother has offered to help us here. The least you could do is appreciate your mother for trying to help," Gabriella said.

"I am but this is just too much isn't it? Tell me you're a bit overwhelmed by this," Troy said.

"I am a little overwhelmed but I am grateful for this and plus, we are talking about your mother here. Isn't she always a little too much? Remember our wedding?" Gabriella reminded Troy.

"Fine. I'm sorry," Troy replied.

"Why are apologizing to me for? You're lucky your mother is not listening to our conversation. Anyways, you're in a bad mood," Gabriella commented.

"I have a lot going on at work," Troy replied.

"Can't finish the song?" Gabriella asked sympathetically.

"Yeah but good news is that the deadline is extended till next month. If I don't finish it by then, I won't get promoted," Troy explained.

"Don't get too hung up. Don't just songs just come to you? You'll do great," Gabriella motivated him.

Troy smiled and sat on the chair, "I just need something to take my mind off work."

"Here's something, what do you think the gender of the baby will be? I bet it's going to a boy," Gabriella said.

"Why a boy?" Troy asked.

"Because your mother told me that your family tree has more baby boys than girls. I think we have a high probability that it's going to be a boy," Gabriella answered.

"I don't know. I might go over a limp here and say it's going to be a girl," Troy said.

"Why?" she asked.

"I don't know. I'm just guessing," Troy said. "Do you want to ask for the gender of the baby during the next doctor appointment?"

"It would be nice. That way we could easily come up with the name and easily plan the color of the room and such. It'll be so much fun decorating the room!" Gabriella said.

"Yeah, and think of all the money we spend with just one tiny person in this house," Troy pointed out.

Gabriella glared at him. She then picked up a book and threw it to Troy. "What's this for?" he asked.

"I have homework for you to do. You have to do read this whole book by the time my belly grows," Gabriella said.

"What? Are you crazy? Did you see how thick this book is? And have you not heard me when I said that I need to finish a song by next month? That is a lot for a guy to do in a short period of time. Where will I find time?" Troy argued.

"Make time," Gabriella declared. "You're on your own jerk face."


This chapter might suck a little but I think the beginning was ok right?

Sorry for any grammatical errors or any other errors.

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