"Once my mom had dropped me off at her friend's house, I was immediately pushed into their living room where they had been watching a puppet show with their cousins that their mom and her sister were putting on.
"I had gotten all excited, never having seen a puppet show before, while my mom was in for trouble.
"The storm was still going on when I got to their house, but my mom, scared of the lives of the people she had been rushing to see, hadn't noticed.
"They told me that her car had swerved into a tree. It had been crumpled, and when they found it she was no where to be seen." Troy stopped. The story the police had told him and his father was playing through his head like a movie.
Everyone in class were hanging on his each and every word.
"They told me later that day, a call had come into their office. Someone had slammed into a woman, who had been running furiously, and they had called the police."
The whole room gasped, and he heard Sharpay let out a small sob from the doorway.
"My mom was fully dedicated to her job. Even though she had crashed the car into the tree, and she had many cuts from the broken glass, she had to get to the hospital.
"She ran, through the rain and the lightning towards the hospital. I guess she thought that without her, they people who had gotten into the accident would die.
"Nothing mattered to her, the police told my dad that her clothes were all ripped, and she had more than fifty scraps on her, and they couldn't see how she could have made it all that way. But she ran to the hospital with all of her might.
"Any of you who remember that storm knew that you couldn't see outside. The rain was coming down too hard, and the lightning was fierce. One man had been trying to get home. He was rushing home to be with his two kids." Troy looked up from the floor and looked at the door.
He saw the blonde strand of hair shake, and soon more hair came into view, and as fast as it had appeared, it was gone.
"The man worked at a law firm the town over, and it was worse over there, and his boss told him to get home. So he had gotten in his car and started driving.
"The weather was so bad, he could barely see the road, and he was moving at a snail pace, but he hit a large puddle. His car skidded across the road, and he hit my mother."
The whole class gasped, and Gabriella looked at Troy with sad eyes.
Chad sat at his desk, staring at his best friend. He had never heard Troy talk like that, Troy never talked about his mother. And Chad couldn't think of a reason why Troy was suddenly spilling the story out in front of the whole class.
"I know I should blame him for her death. But if he didn't hit her, someone else would have, and they would have probably left her on the road. He called the police, and he picked my mother up from the road and put her in his car and drove her to the hospital.
"He waited for the police there and they questioned him. And in the end, he got off."
"That jerk! He should be in jail!" Chad shouted.
Troy took his eyes off the door and looked at his friend, and offered him a small smile.
"No. He wasn't. He was actually a very kind man. It wasn't his fault my mother was running down one of the only streets that connected this town to another. She would have probably lived if she just got out of the car and walked.
"But she felt such a connection to people. She wanted to…no. She had to save everyone she encountered at the hospital. She was dedicated to her job like no one else I knew was.
"The man that hit her, was actually her best friends husband; my best friends' father. I was furious at him at first. He had killed my mother.
"Since my father was out of town for the night, and couldn't get a plane back because of the weather I had to stay at their house. I remember glaring at him the whole night.
"While everyone else in the house slept, I cried my heart out.
"My mother would never again tuck me in, or make my favourite pancakes. And she would never sing me to sleep, like she loved to do.
"I was in a hateful state the next morning. I wouldn't eat at the same table as the man, and I kept my eyes fixated on him, afraid that if I looked away he would kill his wife, or my two best friends.
"My dad had arrived a little after lunch and I ran to him and cried into his pant leg.
"The man that hit her talked to my dad and soon my clothes and anything I had kept at their house was in a bag, and me and my dad were on our way back to our house.
"I was almost out the door, when my best friend pulled me back to talk to me. I wouldn't let her get a word in. All I could say to her was, 'I can't believe that monster is your father. You better watch yourself. Never walk outside, he could hit you too.'
"She tried, and tried to talk to me. But I wouldn't listen to her. It was only when she finally smacked me in the face that I closed my mouth.
"She told me, that it wasn't her dad's fault my mom was dead. My mom brought it on herself. If she had just stayed outside her car, or didn't hurry as much, she could have lived. But she didn't.
"My friend also told me, that even though my mom was gone, she was still with me. And I just laughed at her. If my mom was dead, she wouldn't be with me. But I agree with my friend wholeheartedly now.
"But back then, I didn't believe her for a second. I yelled at her face, and told her that my mom was never coming back, and it was her dad's fault.
"She smacked me in the face again, but I didn't care. I turned around and walked out of their house, but not before telling them all that I hated them." Troy looked at the ground remorsefully.
"That was one of the biggest mistakes I ever made. I lost a good friend, and then I lost the best friend I had ever had. She was always there for me. But I yelled at her. I told her I hated her.
"We had my mother's funeral, and then me and my dad moved. He quit his real estate job, and he got offered a coaching job at a school a few hours away. I quit watching all of the classic Disney movies that I loved. Every time I watched one, I would sing along. But that was what my mom would do. So I couldn't—wouldn't do that anymore.
"Instead I took up basketball and my dad and I spent almost all of our time on the court.
"Years after she had died, my dad was one of the top gym teachers and coaches. He got a job offer at East High. And he accepted, against the argument I had with him.
"But, I'm actually glad we came back. I got to reunite with my friends from day care. And I got to forgive the man that hit her. I came to realize that it wasn't his fault.
"I had finally realized that my mom died for a reason. Even though I still don't know what that reason was. I finally saw what my old best friend had told me, even though my mom was gone, she was still there. I saw her favourite flowers all over, and everything she loved.
"After I realized that, everything seemed brighter. I had everything. I had good grades, and great friends. But, I had one regret, and I still have it.
"I regret ever telling my best friend I hated her. Because the truth was, I don't, and I never did.
"If I could take back every word I said to her that day, I would. Because I lov--miss her." Troy looked down, and sighed. "That's it." He said, and quickly grabbed his bag from his seat and ran out of the room.
The class watched him leave, not fully processing it. The Troy Bolton had just told them all a story everyone had been wanting to know for years, and they didn't know what to do.
He was half way down the hall before it hit him. He had just poured his heart out. He told the story that he had never told anyone before.
Suddenly, he turned and began walking back.
And there she sat.
Her eyes red and puffy, her mascara had run down her face and her hair was a mess.
But he thought she looked great.
"Sharpay, I'm sorry."
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Wow. I'm sorry I didn't get this out sooner! I was trying to get it out on the 27th, but my friend came and we went to Toronto to see Wicked, which is my favourite musical ever now, so this is the first chance I've had to get it out. I hope you like it? I had to change a part, because it sounded kind of weird? I dunno. But I'm sorry the mystery of where Ryan is hasn't showed up yet! I still have to write that part. But I'll try and get the chapters up faster. : ) Leave a review and tell me what you think happened to him?