I held the stick in my hands, closing my eyes and praying up until I heard it beep. Opening my eyes, I choked back a tear and threw the plastic stick on the floor. A tear leaked out of my eye and I heard my best friend.

"Gabs?" Sharpay Evans' nervous voice came. "What's going on?"

I opened the toilet cubicle door and reached down, picking up the discarded stick.

"It's positive, Sharpay. I'm pregnant!"

Walking the halls of East High was terrible when you had something big on your mind. Walking through the halls of East High knowing you were pregnant was even worse.

"It'll all be fine, Gabs." She tried to assure me. Suddenly someone grabbed hold of my arm on the other side of me.

"What's going on, guys?" Taylor McKessies' chirpy voice came. I looked at her and sobbed, turning and burying myself in Sharpay's arms. Sharpay led me towards the nearest girls bathroom and I sat by the sink, wiping away tears.

"Tay, I'm pregnant." I said mournfully. She gasped, and I groaned, blinking back more tears and breathing deeply.

"Whose is it?" Taylor asked, and in the mirror I saw Sharpay start forward towards her, cutting her off. She looked towards the mirror and caught my eye, sighing.

"I've been asking all morning, she won't tell me." She explained, and I nodded.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." I said dryly with a humourless laugh, pushing away from the sink and walking straight out of the door and walking into someone, sending the stranger and me to the floor. "Oh my god, I'm so-"

I stopped when I saw their face.

"Deliberately shoving me won't get you anywhere, Montez." The harsh voice came, and I glared at the brown haired girl in front of me with the unmistakable blue eyes that showed just what team she was on. The team that made her my enemy.

"And being a bitch to me isn't any way to start your day, Bolton." I hissed, and Elizabeth Bolton started to threaten me before someone grabbed her, pulling her back. I looked who it was and my heart stopped. "Ah, brother Bolton to the rescue." I said sarcastically.

"Ah, no family for backup." The voice shot back, and my eyes met Troy Bolton's for a second. An arm was placed on his shoulder, and I turned to see Chad Danforth, Taylor's long time crush and Troy's best friend and co-captain.

"I'll tell them to hurry up." I replied sweetly.

"No need." A voice came from behind me. I shut my eyes quickly at the voice, knowing all attention was off me and was on the fight that was due to happen soon.

"Come on, Lizzie, let's go before Connor arrives." Troy said to his little sister, and she nodded disgustedly and started to walk away. I glanced up at my big brother Jay. He grinned, a light in his eye as the name of the Bolton child his age was mentioned.

"Maybe you should wait, see what happens when Bastard Bolton starts things he cant follow up."

I saw Troy tense up and clench his fists. Elizabeth pulled him lightly away, but he turned around, anger in his eyes as he glared at my seventeen year old brother. "Say one more fucking word, Montez, and I'll punch that cocky grin off your face you piece of shit." The malice in his words was sharp as he threatened Jay, and I watched, hoping Jay wouldn't start anything. I almost sighed in relief when Jay held his hands up, backing off.

"No need to start something, Bolton." Jay smirked, watching as Troy pulled his arm out of his sisters grip and storm off down the corridor. His sister called after him, running after him. "Did that Bolton bitch hurt you?" Jay asked, and I shook my head.

"Where's Callum?" I asked, referring to my twin brother. Jay shrugged, and walked off, trying to catch up with his mates. I sighed, and walked away, running to my hideout… the rooftop garden.

As soon as I got there familiar arms greeted me. The arms of Troy Bolton.

"Are you okay?" He asked quietly, and I shook my head, setting off with new tears. "Gabby…" He pleaded, holding the sides of my face, running his hands through my hair. "What's changed?" He asked, and hearing the panic in his voice, I put my head up, staring straight into his eyes.

"I'm pregnant."