CHAPTER 31

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Ice Cold, Lipstick, and I Do's

Troy pulled at his tux. He had never been so nervous in his life. He had been on the verge of puking once, and he almost passed out twice. "Is it just me," Troy said to Chad, "or is it really hot in here."

Chad had his winter jacket on and was still freezing. "It's just you," he growled back.

"Maybe I'll turn the air conditioner up a bit," said Troy going over to fumble with the dial.

"No," Chad lunged at him trying to stop him. "Troy, it's cold enough to snow in here, literally. The air conditioning is fine."

"But I'm really hot," Troy complained.

"I'm really cold," Chad half-yelled. "Do you have anymore coats or sweatshirts?"

"No," replied Troy. "I never need them, so I never get them."

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"Gabby, stop pacing, you're even making me nervous," said Taylor.

"What if I fall? What if I drop the ring? What if someone objects? What if he refuses to marry me?" Gabriella was on the verge of going hysterical.

"You won't, they won't, and he won't," Taylor replied. "Gabby, calm down. It's gonna be great. It's gonna be the best day of your life."

"Not if I mess up," Gabriella said still pacing.

"You won't mess up," Taylor assured her. "Everything is going to be fine. You look beautiful."

Gabriella was standing in a strapless white floor length dress with fresh white roses in her hair which was up in a fancy complicated style. She had a long vale to go with the dress. Now, she was working on her make up. "What color lipstick?" she asked Taylor holding up two different colors. One was a dark red, while the other one was a light frost pink.

"The frosty pink," replied Taylor. "It goes the best with the dress."

"I agree," Gabriella smiled. She began to put it on when it slipped out of her hand leaving a giant mark on her dress. "Oh, shit!"

"Mommy," Haven said from behind. She was wearing a pink little flower girl dress. "What's the matter?"

Gabriella looked horrified. She had just sworn in front of her six-year-old. "Mommy dropped some lipstick on her pretty dress."

"Oh, Gabby," said Taylor looking as if her light bulb had just turned on. "I read in a bridal magazine that baking soda and a smidge of rubbing alcohol can get stains off a wedding dress. (I'm not sure if it's rubbing alcohol but its something like that) I'll go find some for you."

"Thank you, Taylor, you're a life saver," Gabby said.

"Tell me something I don't know," Taylor replied. Gabby laughed.

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"Troy," said Mr. Bolton walking into the room where Troy and Chad were getting ready. "Hurry up. It's just about time to start."

"Coming," said Troy.

"Why is it so cold in here?" asked Mr. Bolton. He walked over to the ac. "Did you know that the air conditioner is set at 40 degrees! What the hell are you doing in here!"

"Sorry dad, just a little nervous," Troy replied.

"A little nervous? Are you trying to freeze yourself?"

"That's exactly what I said," said Chad shivering.
"Alright, enough nonsense, Let's go Troy, time to get married."

"Okay, I'm coming," replied Troy. They left the room.

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The wedding was being held in the Bolton's backyard. It was a beautiful July day. The sun was shining and it was about 70 degrees, very unnatural for a place like Albuquerque. Usually it was about 100, occasionally reaching between 105 and 110. Troy took his place at the altar, shaking. He had never been this nervous before, including winning the final four. He knew that he would trade it all to be with Gabriella.

The music started the traditional Here Comes the Bride. Gabriella walked up the aisle looking just as nervous as Troy. She was shaking, too. She finally reached the altar, and Mr. Bolton, taking the spot as the father of the bride, handed Gabriella over to Troy. Troy looked into her eyes, and immediately relaxed. He was so happy to finally be marrying her.

"Troy and Gabriella will now recite their vows for each other," said the minister. "Troy may go first."

"I love you. You are my best friend.
Today I give myself to you in marriage.
I promise to encourage and inspire you, to laugh with you,
and to comfort you in times of sorrow and struggle.
I promise to love you in good times and in bad,
when life seems easy and when it seems hard,
when our love is simple, and when it is an effort.
I promise to cherish you, and to always hold you in highest regard
These things I give to you today, and all the days of our life."

Gabriella cried the hole time he said the vows. When he finished, the minister said, "now, Gabriella if you please."

"I take you to be my partner.
To have and to hold from this day forward.
I give to you my unending love and devotion.
I promise to be true to you, to cherish you, and to share my thoughts,
hopes and dreams with you. I look forward to spending the rest of my life
with you, my best friend. I will love you forever."

Troy almost cried. "Do you, Troy, take Gabriella to be your lawfully wedded wife in sickness and in health, for better or for worse?"

"I do," replied Troy.

"Do you, Gabriella, take Troy to be your lawfully wedded wife in sickness and in health, for better or for worse?" the preacher asked.

"I do,' replied Gabriella crying.

"I give you, Mr. and Mrs. Troy Bolton!" exclaimed the preacher. Troy and Gabriella kissed while the crowd applauded. They were finally married.

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The reception was held out in the Bolton's backyard, too. Ryan, surprisingly, was the D.J. He was actually pretty good. Troy went up to him, whispered in his ear and grabbed a microphone. "Would Mrs. Bolton please come to the stage?"

Taylor and Chad pushed Gabriella up. The song, Start of Something New began to play.

(Troy:)
Living in my own world
Didn't understand
That anything can happen
When you take a chance

(Gabriella:)
I never believed in
What I couldn't see
I never opened my heart
(Troy:oohh)
To all the possibilities

(Both:)
I know that something has changed
Never felt this way
We're right here tonight
This could be the start
Of something new
It feels so right
To be here with you
Ohhh
And now looking in your eyes
(Gabriella: I feel in my heart)
(Troy: Feel in my heart)
The start of something new

(Troy:)
Now who'd of ever thought that

(Both:)
We'd both be here tonight

(Gabriella:)
And the world looks so much brighter
(Troy: Brighter, brighter)

(Gabriella:)
With you by my side
(Troy:By my side)

(Both:)
I know that something has changed
Never felt this way
I know it's for real
This could be the start
Of something new
It feels so right
To be here with you
And now looking in your eyes
I feel in my heart
The start of something new

(Troy:)
I never knew that it could happen
Till it happened to me
Ohhh Yeah

(Both:)
I didn't know it before

(Gariella:)
But now it's easy to
Both: See Ohhh

(Both:)
It's a start
Of something new
It feels so right (ohhh)
To be here with you
And now looking in your eyes
I feel in my heart

(Both:)
That it's the start
Of something new
It feels so right
(Troy: So right)
To be here with you (ohhhh)
And now looking in your eyes
(Troy: In your eyes)
I feel in my heart
(Troy: Feel in my heart)

(Gabriella:)
The start of something new

(Troy:)
Start of something new

(Both:)
The start of something new!

The song ended and the newlyweds kissed. Everyone cheered, and tehey stepped down from the stage. They danced the night away and went on their honeymoon to Hawaii. Now, after the wedding, well, that's a different story.

((And that's it…a sequel will be out soon…I am not sure when…I may wait a couple of weeks or even a month…I hope everybody liked it…review and tell me…I gotta go…hey ideas for the sequel will be greatly accepted... I await your reviews…XOXO, Christine))