The Life and Experiences of the Boltons

A/N: For those of you that do not live in New York City, New York 1 (NY1) is a news channel that focuses on the NYC area. And this is my first fanfiction, so I'm really excited for you guys to read it! Don't forget to review! ENJOY! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own High School Musical, Disney Junior, or NY1. All rights go to their respective owners.

"Honey! I gotta go! I'm gonna be late for work! Good luck on your first day, Allie! I love you both!" Gabriella Bolton told her husband, Troy Bolton and her daughter as she grabbed her coffee and stooped down to kiss Allie.

"Ok, baby! Have fun and I love you too!" replied Troy. He pulled her into a brief, but loving and passionate kiss.

"Daddy, can you help me pack up my backpack?" asked their 4-year-old daughter, Bridget Allie Bolton apprehensively. It was her first day of school, and she was a little nervous. "Sure, honey!" He said as he gave Gabriella a quick hug before she stepped out. After helping Bridget with her things, he quickly whipped her up some pancakes. "Now Bridget, I'm going to go take a shower. Please stay here eating while I wash up." Bridget nodded, her mouth full of pancake.

Troy entered the shower and felt the cooling and calming sensation of the free-flowing water on his tan skin. He thought about his job. He was a basketball coach at Brookdale High School (BHS) in Staten Island. (A/N: Brookdale isn't real, I even Googled it.) As much as he would love to go back to East High, with Gabriella finding a job in NYC, it was impossible for him to work in Albuquerque. He really liked his job, as he was doing what he loved: playing basketball. Troy scrubbed himself and his hair, thinking about individual players in the team. There was one boy who reminded him of himself when he was in East High: Jacob. Jacob worked hard, was respectful of his teammates, his coach, and the rules, and was always striving to improve, enhance, and sharpen his playing skills. Everyone in the team admired him. Troy liked to see him grow, not only as a player, but as a person too. He felt that Jacob had a lot of potential, and that he would mature by the end of the school year.

Troy rinsed off the suds, got out of the tub, and wrapped his towel around his waist. He exited the bathroom, seeing that Bridget had finished her breakfast and just needed to put on her clothes. "Bridget, honey, your clothes are on your bed. If you need me, just ask for help." Bridget nodded and left. Troy loved that his daughter was way more independent than most other kindergarteners. Flicking on the TV, he switched the channel to NY1. (A/N: The Rail & Road Report (R&RR) is a segment on NY1 that shows how the subways/buses are going, the amount of street traffic, alternate side parking, things like that. It airs at :08 and :38 past the hour and is just a brief, 1 min. segment. Sorry for all the A/N's!) It just so happened that it was 7:38 A.M. Gabriella was a R&RR reporter, so it was her time on air. "Good morning, I'm Gabriella Bolton with your NY1 R&RR. We'll have a look a traffic in just one second, but first a look at mass transit. And we've got signal problems on the 7 train from 67-89 streets; your alternative is a shuttle bus..." Troy sighed. He loved seeing his love talk so smoothly and professionally, when at East High she was so shy. He loved being able to see her grow: emotionally, intellectually, you name it.

"Ok, Bridget, are you ready to go?" he asked his daughter. "Yes! And look at Mommy!" Bridget loved seeing her mom on TV. Troy said, "Ok, baby, you watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while Daddy puts on his clothes." He switched to Disney Junior and left the room. Troy put on a light blue V-neck and dark blue jeans. He put on his favorite running shoes/sneakers and quickly ran a comb through his hair. Shutting off the TV, he scooped up Bridget and led her out of the door. Troy locked up, got in the car, and started it. He drove the 15 min. drive to Bridget's school, while Bridget colored in her coloring book. Suddenly, she began to cry. "Daddy, I don't wanna go to school!" This surprised Troy. She had always seemed excited to go to school. "Why not?" asked Troy. "What if the teacher hates me?!" wailed Bridget. Troy pulled over. "Allie, look at me." She obliged. "You're a very likeable little girl! You're smart, pretty, and nice! Why would the teacher hate you? You'll probably be the best!" "Really?" "Yes. And no matter what you do, Mommy & Daddy will always love you and be proud of you." Troy kissed his daughter lovingly. He drove back to the school. Troy walked Bridget to her classroom. "Ready?" asked Troy. Bridget hesitated, but then nodded confidently. As soon as Bridget came in, the teacher, Ms. Larry asked, "Why, hello, honey! What is your name?" "My name is Bridget Allie Bolton. You can call me Bridget or Allie." Ms. Larry went to the back and introduced herself to Troy. "Lauren Larry, nice to meet you." They shook hands and chatted for a couple of minutes. Bridget was adjusting well, Troy had a good feeling about Ms. Larry... it was perfect!

Gabriella was talking live about delays on the Williamsburg Bridge when she ran off, covered her mouth, and threw up into the nearest wastebasket.

A/N: I know, it's short and it's not very good. I have a specific question that I'll state here: Say it in the reviews or the poll on my profile: Which character do you think is underdeveloped? Tell me what you think about that question, and all other things are TOTALLY welcome! REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! If you have any more questions, feel free to PM me! :)

-KAY :)