It was January 1, 2008, 4:50 am, and eighteen year old Gabriella Montez was sleeping uncomfortably in a hospital bed. She had just given birth to Troy Bolton's triplets, two girls and a boy, late at night on New Year's Eve. The truth is the whole pregnancy thing had been an accident.
"Stupid doctor," Gabriella moaned in her sleep. Dr. Rosco had told her that she would be having one boy. She never 'noticed' the other fetuses. (A/N: That is possible, it happened to my aunt's best friend!)
"Miss Montez, the phone is for you," said a nurse as Gabriella slowly woke up.
"Hello?" asked Gabriella, groggily.
"Eek!" squealed Taylor. "I heard all about it!"
"About what?" asked Gabriella.
"Gabriella! You, Troy, three babies!" shrieked Taylor.
"Oh, yeah." said Gabriella. She was too tired she wasn't paying any attention.
"I haven't been this excited since you and Troy went steady!" cried Taylor.
"We did?" asked Gabriella, falling asleep.
"Gabby!" scolded Taylor.
"I'm sorry Tay, I'm just really tired." explained Gabriella.
"I know, I would be tired too if three babies just escaped my body." said Taylor.
Gabriella chuckled, "I'm so sleepy I can't even remember the first 80 digits of pi!"
"Wow Gabby, you must be worn out!" said Taylor.
"I know, the triplets are two months early. I'm not prepared to be a mother." complained Gabriella.
"Are you going to give them up for adoption?" asked Taylor.
"Are you kidding?! Even though I'm not prepared to be a parent, Troy and I want kids. I'm keeping them. Plus, there's no way I'm going through this again!" said Gabriella.
"Good, because I want to be able to see them grow up." explained Taylor.
"Good, because I need someone to babysit." said Gabriella.
"When were they born?" asked Taylor.
"11:55, 11:57, and 11:59 pm." replied Gabriella.
"What's Troy doing?" asked Taylor in extreme curiosity.
"He's asleep," said Gabriella, glancing at her boyfriend.
"Where are the triplets?" asked Taylor.
"Must you be so curious?" asked an annoyed Gabriella.
"Come on Gabriella, it's not everyday your best friend has triplets." said Taylor. She did have a point there.
"If you must know, they're in the Intensive Care Unit." answered Gabriella.
"Gabriella, how can you be so calm about this?!" asked Taylor.
"Don't worry Taylor, the doctors say they'll be fine." replied Gabriella.
"What are their names?" asked Taylor.
No answer.
"Gabriella?"
No answer.
"Gabriella!" yelled Taylor.
"Huh? What?" gulped Gabriella, waking up from her five second sleep.
"What are their names?" asked Taylor.
"Annabelle, Michelle, and Troy," said Gabriella, going back to sleep.
"Aww, those are cute names… did you say Troy?!" gasped Taylor.
"What's wrong with naming a boy after his father?" asked Gabriella, closing her eyes.
"Nothing, I just think it's so cute!" said Taylor.
No reply.
"Gabriella?" asked Taylor.
No reply.
"Gabby? Hello?"
No reply.
"Gabriella, wake up!" screeched Taylor.
"WHAT?!!!!!" yelped Gabriella, her eyes flashing open.
"Why do you keep falling asleep?" asked Taylor.
"Because it's five in the morning, I just had triplets, I'm trying to sleep, and you keep talking to me!" snarled Gabriella. "I never have time for myself anymore!" she said, starting to cry.
"Mood swings," murmured Taylor. "Gabby, I'm sorry."
"No, I'm sorry. I'm ranting out on you like this when you're trying to help me. Could I be any more of a… uh… bad person?" sniffled Gabriella.
"No Gabriella, you're just having mood swings, that's all." explained Taylor.
"I am not having mood swings!" retorted Gabriella.
To tell the truth, Troy wasn't asleep at all. He had been listening to the whole conversation.
"This is going to be a long week." moaned Troy.
A/N: Should I continue? Please review.
I saw the High School Musical Concert last night, and it's amazing! I was in the front row! Jordan Pruitt, Corbin, Lucas, Ashley, Monique, Vanessa, and Drew all waved to me! It was the best night of my life.