Troy slowly opened his eyes. He had no memory of where he was or what happened. He knew something was wrong when he woke up to see that he wasn't in his room. He couldn't move. He felt something in his throat. He found it hard to breathe but in some way air was getting into his lungs. A nurse walked in and looked at Troy. Without a word she ran back out.

"Doctor he's awake!" She shouted

Then a group of doctors ran into the room and around Troy.

"Okay Troy" The doctor said in a calm voice. "There's a tube in your throat when I count to three I'm going to take it out. Get ready"

The doctor began to count.

"One...Two...Three"

With that he pulled the tube out and Troy started coughing.

"Where am I?" He managed to say.

"Your in the hospital" Said the doctor who took the tube out of his throat. "You were in a car accident."

Suddenly a small memory came back.

"Where's my mom?" Asked Troy.

The doctor looked down.

"I'm sorry Troy. She died in the crash"

Troy felt his world crash down around him.

"No" Said Troy "She can't be. I seen her in the car! I was talking to her!"

"I'm sorry Troy but she died at the scene." Said the doctor. "You have been in a coma for two weeks."

Troy started to cry. He had lost his best friend.

"I'll leave you alone for few minutes" Said the doctor who was heading towards the door " Call me if you need anything."

Troy sat in the bed thinking about the good times he shared with his mom.

Three days later Troy was making a fast recovery. He still couldn't accept the fact that his mom was dead. He was worried about what would happen to him now that he had no parents. He was in less pain and he started eating again.

"Troy Bolton?" A voice asked.

Troy looked up to see a woman standing at the door. She was wearing a black skirt and a white blouse. Her hair was tied back into a bun. He had never seen this woman before in his life.

"Yeah I'm Troy Bolton!" He said still wondering who she was.

The woman smiled a little and she sat down next to Troy.

"My name is Gemma. I'm a social worker."

Troy now knew what was going on. She was going to talk to him about going into foster care.

"Do you know why I'm here Troy?" Asked Gemma.

Troy nodded.

"Your sending me to foster care."

Gemma shook her head.

"Your not going to foster care Troy!"

"What but my parents are dead!" Said Troy who was confused. "I have no other family members to stay with."

Gemma took a deep breath.

"Troy your mom never made a will but we know that she didn't want you to go to foster care."

Troy was still trying to take it in.

"So where am I gonna go?"

"Your going to live at a boarding school at the other side of town." Said Gemma.

"I don't wanna go there to be some sad case!" Said Troy.

Gemma tried to explain what was happening.

"You see everyone at the school lives there because they have no parents. So you won't be alone."

Troy felt a little better about not being alone.

"So when will I be going there?"

"The doctors think you be able to leave the hospital next week. So you will be going when you leave here!"

Troy signed.

"Okay!"

Gemma stood up.

"I have to go I'll see you next week!"

Gemma then left the room.

A week later Troy left the hospital. He held his mothers funeral then the day after he had to leave for the boarding school. The day after the funeral Gemma drove Troy back to his house to get his stuff.

"I'll wait out here" Said Gemma "Take your time."
Troy nodded.

He got out of the car and went into the house. It was just like they left it before the crash. Troy felt like his mom was just going to walk through the front door. Troy went to his room and got changed into his new school uniform which was a white shirt, a blue jacket and grey trousers. He put all his clothes into two suitcases. Everytime he heard a small noise he would turn around hoping it would be his mom but it would just be something falling of the press. When Troy finished packing he carried the suitcases into the front hall and he ran back upstairs. He went into his moms room. He was hoping his mom would be there sitting on the bed but no one was there. He went over to her bedside table and picked up a photo of him and his mom. He also picked up his moms favourite bracelet that he got her for her birthday. He put it on his wrist, took the photo and went back downstairs, taking one last look at his moms room. Gemma helped him carry the suitcases to the car and they set of on their hour long drive to the boarding school.

"Gemma?" Asked Troy.

"Yes Troy?"

"What will happen to my house noe that no one is living in it?"

Gemma took her eyes of the road to quickly look at Troy.

"Well the house is going up for sale and they stuff in the house will be given to charity."

"Okay!" Signed Troy

"So are you nervous?" Asked Gemma.

Troy nodded.

"I was talking to the principal this morning." Said Gemma "One of the girls out of your class is going to show you around."

Troy started to feel less nervous.

After a long hour of driving they arrived at the school. A huge sign outside the big gates had "Albuquerque Boarding School For Boys & Girls" across it. Gemma stopped the car on front of the building.

"You ready?" Asked Gemma.

Troy nodded and took a deep breath.

He took the suitcases out of the car and carried them up the steps and he walked towards the front doors of the school.