Author's LAST Note: My last author's note on this story. –tear- It's sad. And sort of long. But all things must come to an end, whether we like it or not. Miserably, my friends, this is the end for this story. But I would really, really, like to thank all of my reviewers, because you all are great. Really. I mean, over 700? That's the most I've ever had, let alone dreamt of. So before this author's note gets way to long, I'll finish up this part. I really, really do appreciate reviews, they do mean a lot to me. Thanks so much for them. XD

All right, next order of business. Sequel. I will probably not have a sequel. I have tried writing sequels, and they're really not my thing. For my stories, anyway. I know, some of you are like, 'well, you're writing for HSM, which is techincally a sequel to the movie...' I know. But I don't like to do sequels. I don't know why...I just don't. So, make up your own ending after this. If you see them having ten kids or moving to a third world country when this ends, be my guest. The ending is up for you to decide.

So, enough of my pointless ramble that took up almost half of this…and enjoy. Thanks again for all the support through out this story! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! XD

Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical. Just the satisfaction of writing a fun story. XD


One Year Later.

"Hey," Troy said softly as he wrapped his hands around Gabriella's waist. She turned her head slightly to the left, only to see that it was Troy. She smiled and went back to reading her book.

"Hey yourself," she answered with a smile on.

Troy grinned and rested his head on her shoulder. "What are you doing?"

Gabriella reached for a chip across the table. "I am reading Jamie's new book," she answered, showing him the cover.

"Well," he started as he began kissing her neck, "I think you should take a break," he stated, continuing to kiss different parts of her neck.

Gabriella giggled as she moved to the right, just out of his reach. "A break? Troy-" she started but he resumed to his actions.

"Yes, a break," he repeated in between kisses.

"And what exactly would I do on this 'break?'" she asked smiling, turning her head to face him. He gave a mischievous grin on his face. Suddenly, he started to tickle her sides.

"Troy!" she shrieked as he began. "Troy, please! Stop!" she yelped in between giggles. "I want to see how it ends!"

Troy abruptly stopped, and took the book out of her hands, looking at the cover again. "How I Became My Ex-boyfriend's Wedding Planner? By Jamie Kisher?" he read off the glossy cover, raising his eyebrows.

"Sound familiar?" Gabriella joked.

He smiled, and then placed the book on the table. Tugging Gabriella up by her hands out of her seat, he pulled her close to him. "We had a better ending, anyway. I love you," he said softly.

Grinning, she allowed Troy to peck her on the lips. "I love you too," she replied, enlacing her fingers with his.

Troy smiled and kissed her quickly again, before speaking. "Oh, that reminds me, go get ready. We're leaving soon."

Gabriella tilted her head back. "Are you ever going to tell me where we're going?" she whined, looking back at him and pouting.

He let out a laugh. "No, I told you, it's a surprise! You'll find out soon," he replied, before titling his head towards her bedroom.

Sighing, Gabriella started to make her way towards her room. "Okay…but it better be good, Bolton," she joked before closing her door.

Gabriella made her way into her closet, searching what to wear. He wouldn't give her any hints to as where they were going, so how could she know what to wear? She was about to pull something off a hanger, when the phone rang. She trudged out of her closet and picked up the phone off her nightstand.


"Hey! I guess you didn't leave yet?" Taylor's voice rang out.

Gabriella grunted. "No, and he won't tell me anything."

Taylor laughed. "Ah…secretive. Do you think he's going to propose?"

Gabriella's head snapped up. "I haven't thought about that…but I don't think so," she answered reasonably.

"Why not? I mean, it's Troy we're talking about here," Taylor pried.

"Well, we're definitely in no rush to get married; after all the craziness, we promised that we would at least talk about it before he even asked me. But, then again Troy has been known to surprise me an awful lot…" Gabriella trailed off. "Though whether or not Troy proposes to me tonight doesn't matter, because I know he loves me. And when he's ready, he will declare it to the world."