13 year old Jennifer Bolton was outside in her backyard, shooting hoops. Much like her father, 35 year old Troy Bolton, she was on the East Middle Girls Basketball team. She was usually outside practicing or just shooting hoops for fun.

"Jen, time for dinner!" Her mother, 34 year old Gabriella Bolton, called from the back porch.

"One more shot, please mom?" Jen begged, not wanting to go in for dinner.

Gabriella shook her head and sighed. "Just like your father." She mumbled to herself. "One shot and that's it." Jen did a lay-up and put the ball next to the court. Once inside, Jen washed her hands and sat at the table.

"Mom, where's dad?" She asked.

Gabriella walked in and sat down next to Jennifer. "He's at a meeting for the basketball team at the high school. He said that he should be home a bit later than usual." Gabriella answered, taking a bite of her mac and cheese. Jen just shrugged and took a bite too.

When they finished dinner, Jen and Gabriella cleaned up their dishes and put some leftovers for Troy on a plate. As soon as that was done, Jen went right back outside and grabbed the ball and practiced more.

About ten minutes later, a dark red truck pulled into the Bolton's driveway. Troy turned the car off and stepped out. The meeting had gone later than expected, and he was wiped out. He walked around to the front when he heard the sound of a ball on pavement. A basketball to be exact.

He walked through the gate that led to their backyard. When he opened it, he saw his daughter practicing her favorite sport. He walked up behind her and decided to have a little fun with this.

"Shouldn't you be doing homework?" He suddenly asked.

Jennifer jumped and dropped her ball. "Dad! You scared me!" She replied, putting a hand to her heart.

Troy chuckled. "You should have seen what I did to your mother back in high school." He replied, walking towards the back porch. Jen followed him into their house.

"What did you do?" She asked curiously.

Troy thought for a moment. "Lets just say it involved me, her, and a ton of flying papers." Jen was confused.

"Whatever you say, dad." She shrugged and walked up the stairs into her room.

Gabriella was sitting in the living room with papers surrounding her. Troy leaned against the wall. Gabriella noticed her husband walking in and decided to ask a question.

"What involved a ton of flying papers?" She asked, looking up from her paper that she was grading. She was the 11th grade chemistry teacher, and she was grading all of her classes' tests. Troy was the gym teacher and varsity basketball coach. He took over that job when his dad, Jack Bolton, retired.

"The time a scared you in high school." Troy smiled. Gabriella chuckled at the memory.

FLASHBACK

A 17 year old Gabriella Montez stood at her locker talking to her best friends, Taylor McKessie and Sharpay Evans. Gabriella and Sharpay became friends after the whole Lava Springs incident.

"So Gabs, are you busy this Friday?" Taylor asked.


"I don't think so. I think Troy has family coming over to his house Friday and all weekend. Why?" Gabriella replied. While she was saying this, Troy was sneaking up behind her with a hairy glove that went to a werewolf costume on his right hand. He put a finger to his lips so Sharpay and Taylor knew not to tell Gabriella he was coming up behind her.

"Just wondering. Maybe we could-" Taylor said, but quickly cut off by a scream. Troy placed his hand on her shoulder and when she saw what it was, she screamed.

Troy laughed at Gabriella's reaction. Her reaction was much more than a scream. She was holding various papers for her next class, and they all flew when she jumped. Gabriella recognized his laugh and turned around.

"Troy Alexander Bolton! I can't believe you would do that!" She said, putting her hand to her heart.

"It was funny though! Do you forgive me?" He asked, pouting.

Gabriella pretended to think. "I suppose." She replied and they leaned in for a kiss.

END FLASHBACK

"Good times." Troy said, smiling. Gabriella nodded in agreement.

"Yeah. Will you go check on Jen and see if she started her homework? All she's been doing today is playing basketball." She asked, turning her attention back to the papers in front of her.

"Yeah. Be right back." Troy jogged up the stairs. When he reached the top, he walked to his daughter's room and knocked on the door. He heard a faint "Come in!" and opened the door and walked in.

"Did you start your homework yet?" He asked, sitting next to Jen on her bed.

"Yep. I finished it right after school." She replied.

"Cool. You want to play one-on-one?" Troy asked, grinning. Jen perked up and ran to the door.

"You're going down, dad!" She said and ran down the stairs. Troy chuckled at her eagerness and ran down after her. They passed the living room and Gabriella saw them running.

"Where are you two going?" She shouted.

"B-ball!" They both answered and ran outside to the basketball court.

After playing for an hour and a half, Troy went inside to get them some drinks. While he was gone, somebody snuck up behind Jen and covered her mouth so she wouldn't scream.

"You don't want to scream, Jen." A familiar voice said. She knew that voice. It was…

Uncle Ryan?!