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Sorry it took so long for me to put this first chapter out here, but I just couldn't find the flow for this story at first. So I hope you guys enjoy this first chapter and please remember to Read and Review.

Baby S

Chapter One

Troy sat in the jail cell barely paying attention to the men around him who were complaining about how it was a conspiracy that they were in there as well. Troy knew the drill, hell he had invented a personal one for himself. He was just going to seat there and patiently wait for his father to come and get him like he always did. It was their routine, probably not the best routine that a father and son could share but it was still their routine. "Bolton…Troy Bolton." A guard said walking to the door of the cell. Troy glanced up as talk in the cell immediately died down.

"I'm Troy Bolton." The guard eyed him wearily for a moment before nodding his head as Troy stood and walked to the door. He opened the door and grabbed Troy's forearm. The roughness made Troy winced before immediately covering up his emotions by making his face void of all emotions.

"It's your lucky day." The guard said as he led Troy into the main lobby where Troy immediately saw his father seating in a chair. His eyes met his father and inwardly groaned at the look of disappointment that etched over his father face. "You're free to go…you're lucky the guy decided not to press charges." He said as he released Troy and went off in the other direction. Troy walked over to his father and stood in front of him ready to get yelled at; however all his father did was stand up and shoved his hands in his pockets before sighing and looking at him.

"Well, come on let's go get your things." He said walking ahead of Troy. Troy stood there stun by his father's detachment as he tried to figure out what it meant, before he followed his father.

They made it home an hour later, the ride home had been quiet so quiet that Troy could hear his heart beating in his chest. He was trying to figure out when his father was going to blow up. He wanted to know when that was going to happen so he could prepare himself but so far his father had kept his cold. Jack Bolton pulled into his driveway and shut off the car, and then turned to look at his only child. "Get out of the car, and go inside to the living room we have to talk." Troy just nodded his head and did as he told heading inside not even bothering to turn around and see if his father was behind him. Walking into the living room, he sat down on the sofa just as his father closed the front door. He listened as his father's footsteps grew closer and closer. "I can't believe you got arrested again." His father said angrily as he stepped into the living room.

"Why's that so hard to believe it's happened before." Troy snapped back as he looked at his father. "Everything seems to surprise you nowadays dad."

"You watch your tone with me, Troy."

"Or what?" Troy asked standing up to his full six foot towering over his father who just shook his head at him and pushed him back.

"One more time, Troy and I'm done."

"What's that suppose to mean." Troy asked crossing his arms over his chest shooting daggers at his father from across the room.

"It means that if you get arrested one more time then you're out of here…you're going to have to figure out life all on your own. You aren't going to keep doing this to me. You have two much going for you…you have basketball, baseball, and a whole bunch of other things."

"So are you saying if I get in trouble again you're kicking me out?"

"Glad you can follow along…oh and one more thing, we're moving across town. I figure some new scenery could do you some good."

"Where am I going to go to school…dad it's my senior year." Troy shouted as he got angrier thinking about how his father had made this decision without even asking him. Jack Bolton looked at his son for a moment and sighed.

"I got offered a job there and I am going to take them up on their offer, beside maybe you might even get some competition with basketball." He said as he headed upstairs, Troy glared after him and rubbed a hand over his hair before sighing and heading towards his room.

2 months later…

'It's my senior year.' Was the first thing to pop into Taylor Ann McKessie's head as her alarm clock woke her up. Grinning she rolled out of bed and immediately headed towards her bathroom. She had to move rather quickly because judging by her father's mood last night he wouldn't be in any shape to take her little sister Victoria to daycare. Taylor sung quietly to herself as she washed her face. She jumped as her bathroom door opened and her little four year old sister's head poked in.

"Taylor?"

"Yes sweetie what is it." She asked turning around and smiling at her sister who was still rubbing sleep from her eyes.

"Do I have to go to school today? I really don't want to." She whined coming over and reaching up for her little sister. With a playful groan Taylor reached down and picked up Victoria up and held her.

"Yes you do have to go to school, that's what big girls do…I mean look at me I go to school everyday." She said looking at her sister, who just leaned her head on Taylor's shoulders and let her arms hang down by her sides.

"But you won't be there like everyone else."

"What do you mean like everyone else, Vikki? I'm always there sweetie I drop you and I pick you up." She said with a smile as she leaned back to look at her sister.

"You promise?"

"Of course sweetie…not how about you get your stool and you and I can get ready together." She said as she reached into the medicine cabinet and pulled out her little sister's Tigger toothbrush and spread some toothpaste onto the brush. Victoria pushed her stool over to the sink and then climbed on it and grabbed her brush and started brushing her teeth. Taylor smiled at her sister's enthusiasm and got back to getting ready that was until she heard her father's voice. Both sisters stopped at the same time, Victoria looked up at her sister as Taylor sat her brush down, walking over to the door she paused and looked at her sister. "You finish brushing your teeth…I'll be right back." Victoria nodded and watched as her sister left the room.

Taylor still in her pajamas wandered out into the hallway and saw her father coming up the stairs; he paused and looked at her for a moment before leaning against the banister. "What did I tell you about watching over that girl." He said harshly as he tossed at her one of Victoria's toys. "I almost hurt myself downstairs because you aren't doing what I told you to do."

"I'm sorry I was just busy last night?"

"Don't know why, you weren't doing anything important…school hasn't even started yet." He shouted as he walked the rest of the way up the stairs. He grabbed her arm and twisted it instantly making Taylor winced but she wouldn't dare scream out in fear that she would upset both her father and her little sister. "I don't want to have to tell you again…or I may just go to Victoria and show her what I mean by picking up her toys." Taylor looked at her father in shock; he had never threatened Victoria before. Shaking her head as he released her arm she bent and picked up the toy.

"No, I will make sure it doesn't happen again." She said her voice shaking in fear, as her father sneered at her before turning and going towards his room. Taylor stood in the hallway holding Victoria's toy in her hand. The only thing she could think about was getting out of there when she turned eighteen which was only three months away and taking Victoria with her. Going back into her room she closed the door just as Victoria peek her head out of the bathroom.

"Taylor?" wiping the frown off her face she smiled at her sister as she leaned against the door.

"Everything's okay sweetie how about we finish getting ready so you can have some breakfast." Victoria smiled and nodded at her sister before she continued getting ready. Taylor sighed and then moved over to her bed and sat down with a sigh.

Troy glared at the building entitled East High, where he was going to be spending his senior year. Jack Bolton glanced over at his son and shook his head. "Oh, come on Troy it's not that bad. I'm sure you'll make friends and maybe just maybe I'll let you on the basketball team." He said laughing at his own personal joke. Troy turned to look at him and shook his head.

"I don't want to be here, besides West High was better…everyone knows that the kids at East High are nothing more the over privilege brats." He said coldly crossing his arms over his chest. "And why couldn't I drive myself here today."

"You must think I'm slow or something, Troy. I know if I let you drive here today you'd be gone before lunch." Troy shrugged and looked at his father for a moment as they pulled into the faulty parking lot. Jack turned off the car and then looked Troy who just sat in the passenger seat with his arms crossed over his chest. "Who knows maybe you might find a special someone."

"I'm not looking for any of that, Dad."

"Really, you could have fooled me I remember a certain young lady named Stacy Lawson what about her." He asked with a smile, Troy looked at him for a moment and got out of the car. Jack got out as well and caught up with his son who was currently walking away from him.

"Troy you know I'm playing son…Troy."

"What dad…I know you're just playing alright. Look I just don't want to be here and you really aren't helping the situation." Jack raised his hands up and looked at his son for a moment before smiling.

"Sorry son I didn't know it was such a sore subject." Troy looked at his father one last time before getting up and walking away and into the school. Jack watched his son disappear inside the school and he couldn't help but hope that he actually had a good first day at East High.

Taylor entered East High with a small smile on her face as she was greeted by several of her friends who were on the school's decathlon team. With a small wave she headed to her locker that was next to her friend Gabriella Montez the current girlfriend of East High's basketball star Chad Danforth. "Hey girl how are you doing." Gabriella looked up as Taylor opened her locker with a small shrug of her shoulder she looked at her friend and spoke.

"Well, Chad and I made it to our six month anniversary." She said with a smile as she thought about her boyfriend. Taylor smiled at her friend and shook her head, Chad and Gabriella were the embodiment of opposites attract. Chad only concerned himself with basketball and being popular while Gabriella worried about grades and getting into a good school. When they got together six months ago almost everyone was betting on when the big breakup would happen by thankfully it hasn't happened and doesn't look like it will be happening any time soon.

"Hey baby." They both looked up as Chad came over and pulled Gabriella into his arms before kissing her soundly on the mouth and grinning at her, he glanced over at Taylor and sent her a smile as well. "Hey Taylor."

"Hi, Chad." Glancing at her watch she inwardly groaned last night Principal Williams had called her to tell her that she would be showing one of the new students around. "Guys I gotta go." She said

"Okay we'll see you in homeroom right." Gabriella said looking at Taylor as she grabbed her handle on her rolling book bag.

"Yeah, bye." Taylor said wandering down the hall heading for the front office hoping she wasn't too late. Entering the office she smiled at the sectary and said hi before going into the principal's office. She stopped at the door and looked at the student sitting, he was tall, taller than some of the basketball player, he had brown shaggy hair and he looked like he worked out on the regular.

"This is Taylor McKessie one of East High's star pupils." Principal Williams gushed as he motioned for Taylor to have a seat beside the boy which she did quickly. "Now Taylor this is one of our new students Troy Bolton…he's from West High and his father is the new basketball coach." Taylor nodded as Principal Williams stood up and opened his door. "I hope you can show just how great East High can be, Ms. McKessie."

"I will do my best sir." She said with a smile as she stood up and grabbing her book bag and heading out of the office followed by Troy who was silently looking at her with emotionless eyes. Nervously she extended her hand. "Nice to meet you." He looked at her hand for a moment before wrapping his hand around hers and shaking it.

"The pleasure is all mine." He said smoothly with a small smile on his face. "So you're a star pupil." Taylor nodded her head held her hand out for the paper that was in his other hand. "What you want my schedule."

"If I'm going to be showing you around I would need to know where you're going." She said back with a smile on her face as he shrugged and handed her the paper. He watched as she unfolded the paper and scanned it over, before looking at him and smiling. "Music?"

"Hey what can I say beside basketball it's one of my many passions."

"I'm in there too…I like the class; Ms. Thompson is a wonderful teacher."

"So that's your only passion."

"Nope I love science." She said with a smile as she watched his expression. "Go ahead and say it, Troy." He glanced at her in confusion for a moment before shaking his head.

"Excuse me."

"I know I'm a nerd so you can go ahead and-." He reached out and touched her hand.

"I wasn't going to call you a nerd…I think it's cool you like science, Taylor really I do." He said as he took the paper from her hand. "Now how about you show me around, Tay." He said with a smile as she looked at him and smiled.

"Alright then come on you have homeroom with me." She said as she led the way towards Mrs. Darbus classroom. Troy smiled as he watched her walk ahead of him and couldn't help but think that this new school might not be so bad after all.