Noticed my spelling mistakes so I'm fixing it up and reposting

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Ok so I'm a holding pattern for Breaking Free and can't get out if anyone has any ideas…. Here is a potential new story based on any feedback I would really like to keep it going so please let me know. I took a few liberties with the old story (I gave Troy a brother, and son, Gabriella and Troy are older and have never met) but I hope you all bear with me….. Please Enjoy! Let me know if I should continue!

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Troy Bolton walked up the steps of his brother Eric's New York townhouse and tried very hard not to groan. He was obviously greatful that Eric and his wife Megan allowed Troy and his 5 year old son Noah to stay with them while Troy looked for a new home in the city but if he had to endure much more of Eric and Megan's mushy talk he was really considering jumping off Eric's second floor balcony into the garden below. He sighed again and turned the brass knob at the front door. He stepped into the entryway and was shocked at the silence the surrounded him, he checked his watch thinking maybe it was later then he thought and Megan already put Noah to bed when he heard loud thumping coming from the floor above him, he heard his son's voice "Dad's home."

Troy grinned as he heard the thumps coming closer, he dropped his briefcase and knelt on the ground bracing himself he ran his hand through his sandy brown hair. At that exact moment 5 year old Noah Bolton appeared at the top of a long marble staircase, Troy had to laugh at his son's mismatched costume, cowboy chaps his brother brought for him from Texas, an old, to large red and white basketball jersey, one green and one blue sock, topped off with a bob the builder blanket tied around his throat like a Superman cape.

Noah was the spitting image of his father, the same wide grin, athletic build and sandy hair the only difference between them besides age was the large green eyes Troy always told him belonged to his mother. "Dad!" he screamed again, Noah turned and mounted the long metal railing that ran along the staircase. Troy winced "Noah!.... stop" Noah slid down the railing and giggled as Troy had to jump to caught him… "Noah how many times do I have to tell you not to…."

He stopped when a female voice called from the top of the steps, "Troy I know for a fact you did the same thing this morning." Troy stood, Noah still clinging to him and grinned up at his sister in law Megan Bolton, Megan had shoulder length auburn hair, blue eyes, freckles and was currently about 6 months pregnant,

"He didn't need to know that," Troy laughed as he set Noah down and bounded up the stairs to help Megan down, "So how did it go?" he asked as he let her lean against him,

Megan grinned up at him, "Great me and Noah had a wonderful day…"

Troy walked Megan into the kitchen and Noah bounded after them,

"Do you want some milk and cookies Noah?" Megan asked…

Noah nodded, "Yes Aunt Megan" as he took a seat in the small wooden chair Megan had painted with SuperMan logos and brought into the kitchen.

Troy looked at him sternly as he eased Megan onto a dinning room chair, "Yes what?"

Noah grumbled, "Yes Please"

Troy went to the fridge to get the milk, where he noticed Megan had used a Magnet to post on email from his Mother directly at his eye level…

He took it off the fridge and opened the door, taking the jug of milk he walked it to the counter and read "Oh God Megan she sent this to you to?"

Megan stretched and smiled, "Of course… and I think it's a good idea."

Troy groaned as he poured the milk into a red sippy cup, His mother Lynn and Megan had become partners in crime shortly before Eric and Megan's wedding and their latest project was finding marriage prospects for Troy, now that Megan was in Eric's life, they wanted someone for Troy. It seemed his mother's latest plan was to have Troy go out the family ranch and escort 4 single females and 1 male New York City executives on a real trail ride.

Troy glared, "I'm not stupid Megan"

Although his mother made some excuse about his father hurting himself with the group from the week before Troy knew the two women in his life were hoping his future wife was one of these single women.

Megan played dumb "What?"

Troy turned and leafed through the email, his mother included the dates of the ride, the bios and any other information she thought might entice her son….

"I know this is a set-up"

He took a closed look at some of the bios; there was a successful music and voice teacher, pretty dark haired… not really his type

A scientist, inventor of some battery that was going to revolutionize the world... again he shrugged…

Some famous chef, a bit chubby but still cute, she had a sweet smile.

The man, a blonde chorographer who worked with some of the biggest names in music… and…

Troy paused when he turned to the last page, Her picture made him gasp for air, she was beautiful, had a degree in business and Fine Arts…. And beamed up at him from the page, and her eyes…. She looked just like Maggie… his Maggie…All of a sudden images of a new life, a mom for Noah , a new family came rushing into him and he turned to Megan….

Megan almost clapped at what she saw on his face, "You'll go?"

Troy shrugged "Work?"

Megan sighed, "You're one of the most successful executives in the NBA they can live without you for a week."

Troy continued, "Noah?"

Megan laughed, "He's like a son… Eric and I can handle it…"

Troy ran his finger over the picture… "Don't get your hopes up…"

Megan nodded but Troy could see her excitement…. "So which one of the ladies changed your mind?"

Troy looked down at her entrancing eyes and read her name…. "Sharpay"

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Don't get me wrong, it is a Troyella! Any interest in it? Should I continue?