The Trailer for this story is on none other than YouTube... the link being

.com/watch?v=HGpNMAAq5wg

Prologue

"Bolton!" The coach called

"Yeah?" Troy stood up from his seat in the stands, his head pounding furiously.

"My office! Now!" The coach yelled angrily, Troy's teammates glanced over at him. They were used to this as well as Troy was, everyone knew what Troy Bolton was like and none of them liked it or him for that matter. But Troy didn't care. He followed after the coach, pulling his grey hoodie up over his head.

"Sit!" Coach ordered. Troy did as he was told, flopping down into a chair in front of the coach's desk.

"Maybe you'd like to explain the meaning of this?!" He yelled at Troy, throwing a newspaper down in front of him. It pictured him mid-fight with the guy from the previous night. The fight that had provoked him to vandalism and had caused him the black eye that was no prominent on his tan skin. The headline read. 'BOLTON, THE LAST STRAW?'

Troy just shrugged, he didn't care, he wasn't even listening, in fact he had his IPod blaring in his ear.

"Bolton! I've had enough of your shit!" the coach hissed

"Are you even listening to me?!" he yelled, noticing the blank look on Troy's face, he pushed the hood of Troy's head and ripped the IPod headphones from his ears.

"Coach this guy was a jerk!" Troy said defensively, speaking up for the first time.

"What do you expect me to do?" he asked

"I've had enough Troy! We spend more money covering for your mistakes than your worth!" The coach yelled, Troy met his eyes for the first time since he'd entered

"You're out Bolton, you're going home" Coach shook his head

"Wait, what?!" Troy yelled

"You can't just kick me out!" he yelled again, rising from his chair

"You need me, I'm the best player on this team! Maybe in the whole tournament!"

"Bolton... You're not worth the hassle" the coach shook his head, clearly disappointed.

"Now get out, your flight leaves in the morning" he ordered, Troy groaned

"Where are you sending me?" He asked

"Back to your home, Back to Albuquerque" The coach said, beginning to go through a stack of paperwork. Panic struck at the pit of Troy's stomach, Back? To Albuquerque?

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Troy yelled