The Secret Life Of the American Teenagers
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A/N I am VERY and TRULY sorry for the long wait, I originally planned to update this story per week but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned and maybe a couple of slacking here and there over the course of the past two and a half months. But now, I'm back with all new chapter. Yet again with another unfortunately, my document for this chapter had been accidentally replaced because one of my family members was doing their computer homework and saved the document without bothering to name it so my document which wasn't named called untitled document had been replaced with the computer homework. I had just realized it after I decided not to rewrite the chapter due to the lack of ideas I had. The reason why I wanted to rewrite it because I didn't like how the chapter was. So I decided to just type randomly and just keep going, that's how I mostly get all these ideas for my chapters in each story. Hopefully, I hope it turned out pretty good for you guys to read and make up for the long wait. Anyway, I haven't figured out how the rest of the story will play out soon so I'll probably need you guys to pitch your ideas so I can play with the ideas and hopefully come up with something good. Now before I let you read on with the chapter, I'd like to thank all the readers who gave me love and support in my last chapter and especially SLE, I thank you for the sincere review you typed out, it means so much to me and I gained some confidence in my writing which is why I dedicate this chapter to you.. Also, in this chapter, I'm going to develop the characters even more in this chapter so hope you guys like it.
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The conversation of her and Troy was stuck in her thoughts throughout the day. She could not stop thinking about Troy's actions, words, facial expressions and gestures in homeroom earlier that day. He looked like he was just slapped in the face looking very offended but something else she caught in his eyes were fear.
Gabriella couldn't figure out why he stiffened as soon as she said she'd break his bones which she honestly didn't mean. it was just a harmless joke, that's all. She didn't mean it for him to scare him like that. She also couldn't help but notice that he looked like hadn't any sleep at all last night. Arg, why was she so worried about the way Troy was acting. It aggravated her to worry about a guy she had just met two days ago. She couldn't get her mind off of the brown haired boy. It seemed so simple to get something off your mind but sometimes, it was just that hard.
Suddenly Gabriella heard fingers snapping inches away from her face bringing out of her thoughts. "Hello, earth to Gabriella!. Is anybody in there?" A slightly annoying high pitched voice screeched her small delicate ears repeatedly and repeatedly.
The sound seemed to snap her into reality and began to get extremely annoyed by the sound. "Will you stop snapping your annoying fingers, por favor?" She spotted the person that was making the annoying sound which turned out to be no other then Sharpay Evans in all of her pink and riches.
"Uh, do I look like I'm Spanish to you?" Her friend questioned, annoyed.
"It means please in Spanish" She rolled her eyes. Seriously, could her friend be that dumb after taking a Spanish course ever since the first day of school or was she thinking about clothes?. Gabriella thought the second guess seemed to fit Sharpay alright.
"Well, sorry," Sharpay scoffed in annoyence. "Don't you know that everybody who knows me, knows that I really don't pay much attention to class especially in Spanish"
"Well, if you really think that Spanish is hard then why didn't you ask me to tutor you . That way, you wouldn't have your car taken away" She snapped.
"Hey, I forgot to study that test and I didn't write down the notes soo-" She was interrupted by Gabriella.
"You didn't give a shit about it," She finished rolling her eyes.
"Exactly"
"Whatever"
"Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning" She commented.
"Sorry, its just that I have a lot on my mind right now" She apologized feeling guilty. She didn't mean to act so cranky to her friend, it was just that her curiosity frustrated her. She never worried about a guy like that ever in her life. It made no sense to her that Troy has the most bluest blue light oceaney blue eyes ever.
Stop it Gabriella. Get a whole of yourself. She thought bitterly to herself.
Gabriella had to stop thinking those thoughts from overcoming through her mind. It was disturbing for her to think such thoughts of one hot guy. Arrg. She really needed to control her mind and fast.
Suddenly, the bell rang and Sharpay slammed the locker. "Well, I'm supposed to meet Zeke straight after school at his locker. He said it was some sort of emergency or something. So I can't walk you to you car today, okay?. I'll text you later. Toodles" Sharpay flipped her hair before sashaying out of her sight.
"Peace out" She threw a peace sigh before sighing and walking out of the school and into the fresh afternoon Alberqurque air. She wondered if Troy was hiding something or not. He wouldn't hide anything from her. He was one of her best friends, sure it had only been three days but the two known each other like they've known each other their wholes lives. Troy seemed to be on her mind continuously through the rest of the day and maybe she didn't mind that at all anymore.
The door swung open to reveal Troy in his white uniform later that day, he was now taking his first shift as one of the kid takecarers. The job he had received was to take care of a kid, to be the kids therapist, record his progress and most of all to help the kid adjust to the surrondings. The bald old guy was wearing big geeky glasses clapped his hands together, grinning. "Splendid, you look handsome. Now that your done changing, I can you give you the clipboard that hold Matt's information and what not!" The man cried.
"Thank you, sir" Troy replied back politely, eager to meet the kid that he was signed to care for. The only thing he knew about the kid he was assigned to was that he was a 7 year old boy who had a car crash and was admitted to the hospital for a couple of weeks before being admitted to the center which helps kids adjust to their disabilities. The kid doesn't get to go home unless if the kid's well adjusted enough.
"Now, I'm going to inform you more about this boy your taking care of," The bald man informed him. "The boy's leg is paralyzed meaning he has no ability to stand anymore"
"That's sad" He commented feeling sympathy for the poor boy. He didn't want to imagine what the boy must be feeling now that his legs are paralyzed.
"Yes, indeed," The man agreed before handing him a clipboard that held all of the boy's information and recorded progress data. "These are his stats and the kid's info. You must write down his progress and take note of his feelings like a therapist would do"
"I trust you to pick him up from the schooling floor and follow what his schedule and also here's your map to help you around the building. If you get flustered then ask one of our employees to help, they'd be happy to assist in your needs. Now, go, shoo off, I have to go to a meeting in a couple of minutes. We don't want me to be late, now do I, Mr. Bolton?'
"No sir" Troy replied back.
"Good day, Mr. Bolton" The man mumbled goodbye.
"You too, Mr. Lakers"
Troy dragged his feet out of the room, once outside, he scanned the schedule before continuing his journey. Feeling like he would never succeed in finding this room in this humungous building, he decided to ask for help.
He walked towards the desk and politely for help. As soon as he got the help he needed, he continued back to his journey once again. A couple of minutes later, he arrived at his destination and knocked the door politely.
"Come in!" A sweet but humble voice came though the other side of the door.
Troy stepped inside the room, closing the door behind him, eyeing the room in front of him. The walls were just plain white but had a bunch of letter wall decorations around the room. There was a desk, a chalkboard and two long tables stretched out in the room which also consisted of 10 tables each. Toys pencils, crayons, sheets of paper, makers, glitter, any stationary supply you could think of was scattered throughout the table. In the corner held a bookcase full of books and a red rug was placed on the floor where a rocking chair rested against the wall. There was like four kids chattering except 1 kid who was in a wheelchair. Troy suspected that was the kid he was assigned to considering he was the only kid in the room that was using a wheelchair.
"Are you one of those that picks up the kids everyday from the school room?" She questioned curiously making sure since she that he looked like a high school kid when in fact he truly was a high school kid.
"Yeah, I'm new here, I'm here to pick up," Troy paused to scan the page on his clipboard for the boy's name then looked right back up. "Matt Landers" He finished.
"Oh, well, I'll be there right with you in just a second" She scurried over to the kid that sat on the wheelchair. He watched her open her mouth meaning that she was speaking to him. The boy nodded then the woman smiled, standing up to her feet and wheeling the kid back to him.
"Matt, this your caretaker Troy Bolton," She spoke cheerfully. "He's going to take care of you until you can leave this center"
Matt picked up his hand waved to him shyly. "Hi" He greeted in a quiet voice that he couldn't hear him well.
"Hello" He waved back politely.
The woman stared at him, Troy could sense that she didn't trust him but she was also trying to make obvious considering he was too young to be employed at this type of center, only people who had graduated college and had good communication and therapy skills are hired.
She leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "He's really quiet so you ought to be careful with him"
"Yeah, okay, well, bye" He waved politely.
"Bye" She faked a polite smile towards him and gave a real smile to the boy.
Troy wheeled him out of the room. The awkward silence continued till they arrived at the boy's designated destination. He helped him get back into the bed then took a chair.
"Let's get to know each other," He attempted to make small with the boy. "I'll say a couple of thing about myself and then you do the same thing"
The boy nodded silently.
"Okay, I'm sixteen, I know I'm pretty young but hey, at least this job pays well. I moved here three days ago from New-York and I gotta say, I'm glad to be away from the buzzling busy streets and I can skateboard and trip over a pot of flowers near the flower shop downtown that is owned by some old lady yelling me every time I trip," He chuckled at the last part before making his voice sound like a old lady's voice. "You darn kids!" he shouted in a old lady's voice attempting to make him laugh.
He succeeded when he heard the boy laugh. He grinned feeling good that he at least made someone feel good. "Now, enough about me, what about you?"
When Matt swallowed his laughter down his throat. He didn't say anything at all except for a smile.
"Come talk, kid, you know if you don't talk then you won't be able to make any friends." He said softly feeling sympathy realizing that he did actually have in common, they didn't have any friends, well used at least for him. "Do you have any friends here?" He questioned softly.
Matt shook his head, Troy could see the sadness in his eyes. "Well, if you want I could be your friend"
Matt nodded, giving a little bit bigger smile. "We can have tons of fun, I'll bring in some board games that we can play the next I come in here"
Suddenly, Matt stretched out and let out a big yawn. Troy chuckled. "Tired?"
Matt nodded. "Well, why don't you just close your eyes and go to sleep. I need a nap myself too, but I can't since im working. Your lucky you get to go lay in bed and watch TV whenever you get here"
Matt smiled softly before closing his eyes. Within a few seconds, he heard a few soft snores coming from.
Troy watched him sleep in deep thought. I gotta make this kid talk. But how?. Maybe, if we play a couple of games after he wakes up ought to do the trick.
Minutes later, Troy leaned back against his chair, crossing his arms, closing his for a bit. He began to doze off till seconds later, he heard a squirming nose coming from the bed which Matt occupied. Troy opened his wide and gazed at Matt who was trashing around the bed, his head moving around the pillow, his body began to shake. Troy could tell Matt was having nightmares. He cringed when he heard Matt beginning to cry. Troy had to wake him up in order for him to stop trashing around the bed and crying.
Troy shook Matt's body and cried. "Matt, wake. Come on buddy, its time to get up right now"
He started to stir and his eyes slowly opened, tears falling. "Take deep breaths" He ordered completely freaked out and startled by what he just saw.
Matt took a few deep shaky breaths which seemed to stop the shaking. Troy waited for him to stop crying. "Nightmare?"
He nodded silently rubbing his hands. Troy observed his actions to take notes of. He picked up the clipboard and scribbled about the event that had just occurred moments before.
"Wanna talk about it ?"
Matt shook his head and stared back at the TV. Troy could tell that Matt had wanted to watch some television.
"Alright," Troy picked up the remote from the table and turned the TV on. "Ok, let's watch Cartoon network to take your mind off of things"
Matt just simply gave small smile. Troy smiled back and placed the remote back to where had he found it. When he noticed that Matt's focus was not on him anymore, he was focused on the show that was playing on the television screen in front of him.
Troy let out a sigh as he let his fingers run through his hair knowing that it was probably going to take a lot of time for the kid to open up. Yet with a million of worries about school, Gabriella and his home life, he had to worry about Matt. Something about him made him unique and as far as he could tell, he was pretty unique, Troy wished he could at least he could have someone to talk to at work. it's a lonely job when no one would want talk to you when you're the youngest employee and when your assigned kid is quiet. But he knew that it all be would be worth it, when he makes the kid happy and when he gets that check worth of sixty dollars.
A/N Ha, I just wrote the beginning randomly the other ideas in the chapter just popped in my head as I continued to type down the chapter. Anyway, I hope I left you a satisfying chapter, okay, well, maybe it wasn't the chapter you've been waiting, maybe you've excepted some Troyella stuff or some drama but bare with me, the plot will continue to unfold after the next few chapters or so, I promise you THIS story will get a lot more interesting, right now, this chapter is a filler chapter for the upcoming chapters and if your wanting to know what has this chapter got to do with this plot, trust me, some of the stuff in this chapter will play an important role in the story. Anyway, use your mouse and drag it to the bottom of the screen, you see that blue button that says review?. Well, go click on it and type something that will make my day then after you finished typing, click submit. Come on, I know you want to.
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