Okay ,I like this idea very much end I wanted this to be 'The One' I start next. I am planning on starting another story soon so I will simultaneously. I really do hope this one works out okay before I start the next.

Disclaimer: Even if I did own High School Musical , I don't think Disney would like in my hands. So, yeah, don't own High School Musical. Or the Losing Grip lyrics
By the way, people did you hear, Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens went to a 'intimate dinner at Stanley's' so says Just Jared Jr. (don't own). Darn it, I was SO hoping he would propose! Come on Zac, she can only wait so long!!!:D

Anyway, Love ya'll and Keep Smiling

Good Comes Last
by: Laugh, in laughnsmile96

Chapter One: Losing Grip

Why should I care?
'Cause you weren't there when I was scared
I was so alone...
You, you need to listen!
I'm startin' to trip,
I'm losin' my grip
And I'm in this thing alone...

Avril Lavigne, Losing Grip

Troy stared pathetically at the purple letters, on the gym floor, spelling out 'Los Angeles Lakers". He was still in his basket ball jersey and shorts. The gym was empty and a complete mess. Balloons, some colored purple and others golden, spread across the floor. A 'Go Lakers' sign fell on the floor. Trash that was once in the hands of screaming fans, was now sprawled across the floor of the gym. Troy fell on his knees and wept carelessly. His sobs echoed throughout the whole gym, killing the previous silence. Everything had gone right today, from waking up with a telephone call from his dad saying 'good luck' for tonight's game to finally winning the championship game an hour ago. Yet, Troy's girlfriend made it one of worst days of his life. The gym doors opened.

"Troy?" a bushy haired man appeared at the door. He stepped into view. Chad Danforth, Troy's best friend since kindergarten, rushed forward and knelt down next to Troy. Attempting on comforting his friend, Chad pulled the man into his arms and surrounded Troy for a manly hug.

"Troy,man, come on we won the championship. This was our dream. Why are you crying?"

"She's gone, Chad" Troy squeaked. Chad's jersey became more and more damp.

"What? Who?"

"Teagan! She's gone...just left" Troy incoherently mumbled, " She...she found someone else". Chad held Troy tightly just like he did when Troy was scolded by his mother when the two were 7. He had never seen the man so vulnerable. Teagan was Troy's girlfriend for 6 six months. Such a little time but the 25 old found himself growing more and more in love with her every day.

"Tell me what happened"

And Troy did. He told Chad everything she said and did.

The crowd lifted Troy into the air and her raised the golden trophy in his hands higher. Troy's golden Lakers jersey shone in the light as he pulled his head back in frenzies. Finally this was what Troy had trained for all of his life. He had achieved his dream! Troy closed his eyes and flung his head backwards in Ecstasy. Troy did it, he actually did it.

Just as soon as Troy was put down by the crowd, he was met with girlfriend, Teagan Crow. She looked at him sternly, one glimpse of happiness was not shown in her face. Troy immediately hugged her to spread his joy. There was no hug back.

"Troy" she said. "We're done". Troy's smile disappeared. His eyes turned a shade darker and his mouth ran dry. No, she couldn't have meant that. After all they have been through, after they were, she just couldn't end it. All of a sudden, the voices of Troy's teammates started to fade, becoming an echo in the back round. In a matter of seconds, Troy and Teagan were the only one's in the gym, to him. Everyone else was completely blocked out of his mind, the setting was clear just them. Troy in his golden, shining Lakers jersey and shorts, his hair damp and stuck to his face from all of the sweat. Teagan in black Uggs , skinny jeans and a long woolen coat. It was just the two of them for Troy, even though the fans and spectators were still screaming, and the rest of the Lakers team carried their haven without their captain.

"What?" Troy asked almost amused. She couldn't have meant those two harsh words.

"I think you heard what I said, Troy" she retorted meanly, "It's over". Troy kept on repeated 'no' in his brain, even when Teagan turned around to leave. He refused to let her without telling him why. Why the hell did she want to destroy Troy's life.

"Teagan!" Troy grabbed her hand. "Wait!" The twenty four year old man looked at Teagan with pained eyes.

"What? Troy, what part of 'We're done' do you not get?!" she ripped her hand away from his grip.

"I know what it means, Teag" he was on the brink of breaking down. " Just tell me why" he whispered, voice cracking.

"I met someone else. Remember Jeff Leaper?"

Troy's world collapsed all around him. Everyone was back now. The crowd, paparazzi, teammates, cheerleaders, everyone , they were back and surrounded Troy as he stared at the pathway the one he loved had taken when she left him. It was at that moment Troy knew that his hands were starting to get slippery on the bar of life. His grip was loosening. Troy was frozen to one spot , unable to budge any limb, muscle or bone. His thoughts raced, as if they were going in a never ending vicious cycle of what had just occurred. Troy's life was now as good as over.

Chad didn't know what to do. The story was painful indeed and Chad could understand what Troy was feeling which was a great accomplishment. Seriously, this is Chad we are talking about. He had never been in love. His life was just about basketball and a couple of girls here and there. Troy was grieving badly right in front of his best friend. It takes a real man to have the courage to cry in front of anyone.

"Troy, come on. It's okay," he soothed. "Lets go, the guys are all going to Red Robin to celebrate. We should go there, gets some nice drinks, have plenty to eat, party with cheerleaders and then it's all gonna be fine. By that time, we will have our minds off of this ordeal" Troy's sobs became sniffles.

"No, man" he said, voice still indicating that he had been crying.

"Dude, come on. We will go and have some-" Troy interrupted.

"NO!" he yelled. Chad stopped and stared at Troy fearfully. This was a side never shown in Troy. Not to Chad at least. "I can't. I just .. can't" his voice was softer now. Troy got up and limped out of the gym. He was going to go to a bar. Troy was going to get drunk. Extremely drunk. He wanted to forget everything that just happened.

Three Months Later, December 23, 2008

The mug of beer slammed down onto the bar counter with a strong hand.

"Can I close your tab, Troy?" the bartender asked hopefully. The worker behind the counter had seen Troy come in every single day for the past three months and he couldn't help but get worried. Sure, the more the beers the more the money but the bartender was at the age of 28 and he knew what it was like to have a failures in life. Troy started out with two mugs of whiskey, then slowly it accumulated; 4, 6, 8 ,10 and on and on. This wasn't good. The man found himself looking forward for Troy to come to bar everyday just to make sure he made it home last night. The bartender, Jesse, went home thinking about his favorite basketball player and praying for his safety.

"No. I want more tonight" Troy slurred in his intoxicated voice. "I have to celebrate. Did you see the game? We won!" Troy threw his hands up in the air and did his little drunk dance.

"But Troy, it's 3 am and just days before Christmas. Don't you want to enjoy the holidays with your family.?" Jesse wanted Troy to have no more of this nonsense.

"I am with my family," he held up his mug. "See! Me and the mug. Family," Troy chugged the rest of the alcohol down his throat. He held his hand out. "More please"

"I don't think-" Troy shook his head , reached over the country grabbed the whole jug of beer and messily poured it into his mouth. Jesse exploded.

"Troy!" he yelled. "Sir, I am going to take you home! You have overdone yourself!" Jesse jumped over the counter top and held a fallen over Troy in his arms. Troy carelessly put all of his weight onto Jesse as the two walked out of the bar and towards Troy's black Mercedes Benz.

"Do you have your keys?" Jesse asked impatiently. This man was starting to get onto Jesse' nerves. Troy dazed off, playing around in the rain that poured down. Jesse groaned and started to slip his fingers into Troy's pockets. Finally in Troy's jacket pocket, Jesse found a cold pair of keys. He pulled them out and pressed the unlock button. Jesse quickly put Troy in the passenger seat and sat in the driver seat. Soon enough, the Jesse was driving along on the sobs came through the whole car. Jesse took a quick glimpse of Troy , next to him. The man had his head dropped down with tears staining his face.

"She left me" he said softly. Jesse made a face, what was he talking about?

"Who?"

"I loved her, but she left me," Troy winced and rested his head on the back on the headrest.

"Who is she?" Jesse repeated.

"Teagan Crow," Troy's heart ached in its broken state when he uttered that name. Jesse swallowed. He now fully understood everything. Why Troy came in every day just to get drunk. Why he was in such a miserable state. Troy's drunkenness had faded completely now but he knew when they morning came his head would be indescribably paining. For now, he would just have to ignore the thought.

"She was the one, for me" Troy croaked. "I gave her everything including my life. But she found someone else. I really thought she loved me!" he sobbed. Troy put his head in his hands and wept just like he did with Chad three months ago. It was three months ago, and Troy still didn't get over it. He knew, of course, that he would never get over it. Troy's life was already completely destroyed. He would need a miracle to transform his life back to the way it was.

Troy started to give Jesse directions to his place. " Right here is my place" Troy clicked his seat belt off. "Thanks" Troy expressed gratefully. "I would probably be dead if you didn't come all this way to drop me off". Jesse smiled. This was the Troy Bolton Jesse liked.

"By the way, I don't think I got your name" Troy added after he had opened the door and put his feet on the wet ground outside. Jesse' grin widened.

"Jesse" he looked at Troy in the eyes. "Jesse Montez"

Troy nodded, smiled and turned around. "See you tomorrow night"