Hi guys! I hope you like my new story!

Summary: Troy can't get over the grief of accidentally killing his sister. When a new girl comes to his school who looks and acts exactly like her, how will he react?

Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything except the storyline and anyone I add in. All characters and names used in HSM/2 are not mine. Period.

Note: This story will have shorter chapters; therefore I will update this story more often.


Troy Bolton, age 18, a senior in East High, glanced at the calendar on his wall. A famous basketball player was shown making a slam-dunk for the month of September. Today was the 8th-and on the calendar the day was circled with a red marker. No writing gave clue to what the important date was, but Troy knew what it meant, and that was all that mattered.

He had been dreading this day all year, and his eyes stung with a familiar feeling. His throat tightened, his face paling. Slowly he turned away from the calendar, flopping on the bed.

As soon as he hit the bed, memories flooded his brain…

Flashback, 5 years ago…

"Sarah!" Troy called, "Don't get so close to the edge!"

He was always worried about his younger sister. And although 3 years wasn't too big of an age distance, Troy felt as though she was much, much younger, and him much older.

He, Sarah, his mom and his dad were vacationing at the Grand Canyon. The sight was breath-taking, but the edges of the canyons were just feet away from where Sarah stood.

The girl with light brown, curly hair just laughed. "Its okay, Troy, nothing's going to happen!" She giggled again, acting like the 10 year old she was. Her deep brown eyes sparkled against the pale blues, pinks, and oranges of the canyons.

Troy cursed softly under his breath. "Just get back here," he shouted again.

Sarah grinned, stepping closer and closer to the edge, as if to taunt him.

"SARAH!" He yelled as she lost her footing, slipping, rocks crumbling underfoot.

Troy darted forward, trying to grab her arm. But as hands grasped air, a scream was heard. Sarah fell, disappearing into the gloom of the canyon below.

End flashback.

Troy awoke with a start, rubbing hazy tiredness from his eyes. He glanced at the clock, and mumbled, "Crap," as he stood up. Although it was Saturday, he still had basketball practice. It began at 4, and right now it was 3:30. His stomach grumbled as he grabbed his sports stuff and ran downstairs.

"I was wondering when you'd come downstairs." Mr. Bolton said, handing Troy a sandwich. His parents always acted like this day was no different from any other, they had established this 2 years ago. This always aggravated Troy, but at least they went to church and the cemetery on the Sunday after her death, he always had to remind himself.

Troy took the sandwich, scarfed it down, and headed out the front door to the car.

"It's just another day," he reminded himself. "Just another day."


I hope you like this idea. I also hope it's original. Please review ;3