So here's the next chapter, I hope that everyone enjoys! Disclaimer: I do not own High School Musical. I'm going to try to start putting a new chapter of my story each Sunday.


Chapter Nine:

The weekend passed by pretty fast, and I was able to go back to school on Monday, something that I thought would be great. Yeah, it is better than being cooped up at home, but I need my independence. I guess that it is something that I will just have to deal with. The week has flown by and it is finally Friday. Thank goodness, I am one week closer to getting this cast off. "Jess, I don't mind helping you, but my teachers are starting to get irritated for me being late to class." Chris says. He has been carrying my books for me to the classes that I have each period.
"Did you tell them that you were helping me?" I ask.
"Yeah." He says. "And at first they all thought that it was sweet, but now they think that I am using it as an excuse to be late to class."

"Well, if you don't want to help me, that's fine." I say. "It will take me the same amount of time."

"I didn't mean it like that." He says. "I have an idea, I could carry you, it would at least be faster than you walking around on crutches."

"Chris, what about our books." I say.

"Oh, I've got a plan for that one too." He says. We then spot Jagger Cross, Jason and Martha's son. "Jagger, could you carry Jessica's stuff for me?"

"I guess." Jagger says.
"Thank you." I say.
"It's no problem." He says. Chris then picks me up and carries me down the hallway. I have to admit, I am pretty embarrassed, I honestly think that it will take the same amount of time for him to carry me as it would for me to walk myself, but I'm not telling him that. "What teacher do you have?"
"Thompson." I say.

"That actually is on my way." He says. "My class is right beside her's."

"See, sometimes my plans do work out." Chris says. I just smile, Chris is so crazy. "I hope that we don't get in trouble." I say. "For what?" He asks. "Carrying me." I say. I'm more concerned about my dad getting mad, he knows Chris and I are together, but that doesn't mean that he isn't protective of me. "Everyone knows that you broke your tibia." He says.
"Yeah, and besides, it really isn't that big of a deal." Jagger says.
"True, I guess." I say. We then make it where our class is at. Chris then gently set me down, and I walk into the classroom.
"Thank, Jag." Chris says.
"No, problem, anything for Jessica." He says with a wink and then leaves.
"What was that?" Chris asks.
"I don't know." I say. We just laugh and take a seat. The rest of the day goes by pretty fast. I am thankful for the weekend to begin. I then go to the parking lot of the school, and look around for Chris at first I don't see him. I then look at my phone and see a text from him that says I forgot that I had basketball practice, I tried to get out of it but couldn't. You could stay and watch if you want. Love you. I have to admit, Chris is pretty sweet. I then send him back, Thanks, but I think that I am going to go home with my dad today. I then walk over to my dad's office. When I walk in he is looking at some paper work. I knock on the door, and walk in.
"Hey sweetheart." He says. "I was about to go look for you."

"Well, I figured that you were in here." I say. I then take a seat.

"Well, you are right." He says. "I am about to leave, if you need a ride home."

"That would be great." I say. "Chris had offered to take me home, but he forgot that he had practice today."

"Oh, yeah." He says. "I had a question for you, even though you can't play do you still want to come to practice?"

"I don't know." I say. "Well, I had talked with the school, and they agreed that you could assist me in coaching until they find someone, and who knows how long that will take." He says.
"I'll think about it." I say. "I'm not sure how much help I would really be."

"Hey, think about it." He says. "You would at least be some help, and if I had something else I had to do, I could get you to run practice, that's usually what the captain does anyhow."

"Wait, I thought that Emily was captain." I say.
"Well, the team had thought about naming Emily captain after you got injured, but they decided that even though you got hurt you should still be captain. I was surprised by that. " He says.
"That's so sweet of them." I say. "I'll have to think about it though."

"I understand that." He says. "Hopefully, before the season is out you'll be able to play."
"I hope so." I say. "I go back in about three weeks to see what they are going to do about my leg."

"That's good, maybe it will heal up fast enough." He says.
"Let's hope so." I say. My dad then finishes up a few more things, and it doesn't take him that much time. We then leave and head for home. When we get home, I go into the family room and start on some homework that I have. I have a few things that I have to catch up on, since I was out for three days, fortunately the teachers are very considerate. It doesn't take to long for me to finish up my calculus homework. I then move onto some more of my work. I then let out a sigh, it's not that everything is all that hard, but it is so time consuming. "Working on homework already?" Chris asks breaking my silence. "More like catching up." I say. "When did you get here?" "I just walked in." He says. "For a minute there, I thought that you were working on next week's work." "I would do that, but teachers won't let me do that anymore." I say.
"Yeah, and I on the other hand, keep it simple." He says. "I wait to the last minute to get things done." "And how is that working out for you?" I ask.
"Pretty good." He says.
"Well, procrastination is something that I try to avoid, but if it works, I say go for it." I say. "It doesn't always." He says. "But sometimes, I have no choice." "I know what you mean, between basketball and school, I used to barely have any time for anything." I say.
"At least now you have a break." He says.
"True." I say. "I guess that it was a blessing in disguise." "Maybe, I should get hurt so that I can get a break." He says.
"I don't think that, that would be such a good idea." My dad says. Evidently he overheard the conversation.
"Why not?" He asks.
"Well, you could blow your knee, like I did, and have a hard time doing anything that you really want to do." Dad says.
"True." Chris says. "I guess that I see your point."

"And besides, it stinks to have to be on crutches for about six weeks or so." I say.
"Yeah, it would be pretty annoying." He says.
"Exactly." I say. We all then carry on some small talk for a while and then Chris leaves. I then go to my room and grab a book off of my bookshelf and start reading. I then hear a knock on my door.
"Come in." I say. My mom then walks in. "So, I have a plan." She says.
"For what?" I ask.
"For telling your father about the baby." She says.
"Ok, what is it?" I ask. She then tells me her plan. It is a pretty good idea. "But aren't you afraid that he won't get it."
"I think that he will." She says. "And I'm going to tell him on his birthday, which is on Tuesday."

"I think that maybe it would just be better, to simply tell him." I say.

"But, it would be more fun this way." She says. "Besides, I think that he will be really excited."

"I think so too." I say. "But probably more surprised than anything else."

"True." She says. "And the party has to go well too."

"We're doing it on Tuesday?" I ask.
"Yeah, I figured that we could just do something simple." She says. "Just because he's turning forty doesn't mean that we have to do something extravagant."

"I agree." I say. "I think that he will like it better anyhow."

"Which is why we're doing it this way." She says. "But I'm going to need your help."
"Of course." I say. "Don't worry at least, I'm not busy with basketball."

"That makes it better." She says. "Wait, is there practice on Tuesday?"
"I'm not sure." I say. I then look at the practice schedule on my phone. "No, not on Tuesday. I think that dad had planned on not having practice on that day, since it is his birthday." "That's good, but someone will have to keep him out of the house until seven." She says.
"Get Chad to." I say. "He could take dad to do something, for his birthday so that we could get things set up." "That's a good idea." She says. "See I really need you, my mind is so preoccupied with everything." "I do my best." I say. "Ok, I'll take care of the details." She says. "And if you need anymore help, just let me know." I say. "I will." She says. "You don't have to worry about that." I just laugh. We then just talk for a little while about random things. It is good to be able to get some one on one time with my mom. I really enjoy this, and I think that she does too.
"So, how are you feeling?" I ask.
"A little bit better." She says. "This morning sickness is awful, but at least the doctor was able to give me something for it."

"I'm surprised that dad hasn't figured it out yet." I say.
"Well, I was afraid that he would, but somehow he hasn't caught on yet." She says.
"That's weird." I say.
"Well, he's been so busy lately." She says. "Hopefully things will slow down soon."

"Things should." I say. "At least for a while." "Yeah." She says. "It's sort of funny." I say. "You get rid of one kid and get another one."

"Yeah, but honey don't think of it like that." She says. "Yeah, you'll be leaving, but that doesn't mean we're getting rid of you."

"I know." I say. She then gives me a hug.

"Well, I'm getting really tired." She says.

"Alright, I'll see you in the morning." I say.
"Goodnight, sweetie." She says.

She then leaves my room. I then go back to my book. After I am able to get through a chapter of the book, I hear a knock on my door. "Come in." I say. Zach then walks in. "Hey, what's up?"

"Nothing much." He says. "I have some news." He then sits down on my bed.
"What happened?" I ask.
"Well, you remember Hannah?" He asks.
"How could I forget her." I say.
"Well, I asked her to be my girlfriend." He says.
"You did?" I say. "Good job little brother! What did she say?"
"She said that she would love to be my girlfriend." He says.
"That's awesome." I say. "Now both of us are in relationships."

"We'll have to double date sometime." He says.
"That sounds like a plan, but not right away." I say.
"I know, I was thinking about maybe when you got that cast off." He says.
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea." I say.
"I knew that you would be pretty happy having an update on Hannah and me." He says.
"Yeah, so does anyone else know?" I ask.
"Not yet, unless she's told anyone, I wanted you to be the first to know." He says.
"I feel so honored." I say.
"You should be." He says. "Besides, I knew that you would get mad at me, if you found out from someone else."

"True." I say. I then yawn.
"Are you tired?" He asks.

"A little." I say. "But if you still want to talk, it's fine."

"That was about all I wanted to tell you." He says. "And besides, I'm getting a little tired myself."

"Ok, well goodnight." I say.

"Goodnight." He says. He then leaves and goes to his room. I then put my book up and go to sleep, I am really tired. It really has been a long day.