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Chapter Ten

The trip to USC was great for the newly engaged couple; everything was cleared up for next year. The couple now was focusing everything onto their impending wedding. Which seem to upset both Taylor's and Troy's fathers, Roland McKessie entered his house with a plan on his mind. No one was at home and he decided to implement his plan immediately and to him the faster he got it done the better for him and his daughter. "Taylor." He called as he walked into the living room. When she didn't immediately answer him he called her again going over to the stairs he looked up and saw her coming down.

"What is it daddy." He motioned for her to sit down on the sofa and the he spoke calmly to her trying his best not to scare her.

"Did you know the principal called me today?" he asked controlling his emotions as best as he could he knew he was coming off a little detached but he didn't care at this moment. All he could think about was when he had received that call. He blamed Troy Bolton for this and no one else. His daughter had her head on straight before that boy entered her life. Taylor clasped her hands in her life and looked at her father curiously.

"Really about what, Dad"

"They no longer believe that you should be at East High. Apparently you being pregnant is not the image they want to give out concerning their school. So they have asked me to home school you."

"Oh my God."

"That's right…they have kicked you out of East High, and now we have to home school if you are supposed to graduate on time."

"I already have my credits."

"You still need the diploma, Taylor and the more credits the better your transcript will look. I have already come up with a decision that will be non-negotiable." He said crossing his arms over his chest.

"What are you talking about?"

"Grandma Lisa…you are going to go and stay with Grandma Lisa for the rest of the year. You're going to focus on school and not that damn boy."

"I thought you were going to give Troy a chance." She exclaimed, he narrowed his eyes at her and shook his head.

"You will lower your voice when talking to me. Now I'm your father and I know what's best for you and this is what's best. Maybe without that boy clouding your judgment you'll be able to focus on what is really important."

"Dad, I am focus."

"Yeah, getting pregnant by some boy that doesn't even have a job shows how focus you really are." He shouted back, Taylor had tears streaming down her face at this point. Every since finding out she was pregnant Troy had told her to keep her phone on her at all times. Whenever her father let her leave the room she was calling him and telling him to come and get her.

"Dad just think about what you're saying."

"I have all day since I received that damn phone call." He fumed as he looked at her. "Now go upstairs and pack your bags, and I'll be taking your cell phone." He said with a frown as he held out his hand. Taylor reluctantly placed her phone in his palm and went upstairs. She barely threw any clothes in the suitcase wondering where her mother and brother were at this time. "Taylor hurry up." He yelled out. Panicking she grabbed her land line and dialed Troy's cell, as soon as she picked up she spoke.

"Taylor baby what's going on?"

"My dad…he's going to-." The phone call was ended as her father ripped the line from the wall, and held it between his hands. He grabbed her hand and picked up the suitcase he led her to the car and put her inside and then threw the suitcase in the back seat and drove away. Taylor crossed her arms over her chest crying as they left the city and got onto the expressway.

"I hate you."

"You'll thank me for this later on." He stated simply as he looked at her for a moment before saying anything. "I'm sorry baby girl but this was the only thing I could think of to help you get over that damn boy."

"I love him."

"You're jus infatuated…it's your hormones." He said dismissively, "I showed you attention growing up. I didn't just focus on Vince. I don't know why you're acting out all of a sudden."

"I'm not acting out." She shouted back angrily as he continued to drove, she felt utterly helpless she didn't have her phone and she doubted that she would be able to call Troy's phone, knowing her father he would probably tell Grandma Lisa that she couldn't make any phone calls out unless she there.

"Your mother and I were so disappointed when you told us you were pregnant."

"And if I remember correctly you said that you were going to let me and Troy handle it but you lied."

"Today was the final straw, the straw that broke the camel's back." He muttered as he continued to drive not even glancing in her direction. "Six and half months pregnant." He said to himself angrily as he slowed down and turned onto a dirt road. Taylor cried even more as she realized her father was not going to change his mind. Covering her face with her hands she sobbed out her sorrow as he put the car into park and grabbed her suitcase and then went to her side and opened the door. "Get out of the car, Taylor." He said firmly as he grabbed her forearm and pulled her out. Grandma Lisa came down the porch steps and went directly to her son and slapped his arm off of Taylor's

"Don't you manhandle my grandchild like that?"

"Sorry momma." Grandma Lisa looked at Taylor and shook her head for a moment and then motioned towards her house.

"Go on inside honey." Both adults watched as Taylor slowly walked inside on the house. Roland rubbed a hand over his neck and looked down at his mother. "So you think that this is going to make things better, Roland. All you're doing is making both of those children desperate."

"She needs to focus on her school work."

"Well she could have done that at home…I do not approve of this at all but I will let her stay here for a weekend and then I just might bring her home. I got pregnant with you when I was sixteen years old."

"And Dad left you." He exclaimed. "I just don't want the same thing for my baby."

"The boy has asked her to marry him, he doing things to make she goes to the same college with him. He sounds like the perfect boy for her."

"Well he would be if she was out of college, but she isn't even out of highschool yet. And the boy comes into her life and turns it upside down."

"What do you want me to say?"

"Just watch over her until I figure out what I am going to do, Momma."

"Fine son, you just better hope she doesn't hate you for doing this to her in the long run." He shrugged his shoulders and looked at his mother for a moment.

"She already does, mom." He said as he got into his car and drove away. She sighed as she watched her son leave before heading inside. She found Taylor upstairs in the guest room silently crying. Closing the door she looked at her for a moment before returning her attention to the wall.

"Go away."

"Oh no honey this is my house." She said with sigh as she sat down on the bed beside her granddaughter. "Don't worry everything is going to be fine." She said rubbing Taylor's back. Taylor sat up and immediately hugged her as she began to cry again.

Troy paced back and forth in front of the McKessie House, his jaw was clenched and his hands were balled up into fist. Vince sat on the hood of his car and looked at the younger man for a moment. "You sure you don't want to go inside, my mom is trying to call him right now."

"No I want to meet the man as soon as he pulls up."

"It isn't going be good if you fight him." Vince said calmly as he looked at Troy, he could tell that his words were not getting through to him at all. It seemed to go in one ear and out of the other. Troy stopped pacing as a car pulled up into the driveway. Rushing over to the car, Troy's fist met Mr. McKessie's face as soon as he opened the door.

"What the hell did you do?"

"None of your business boy." Roland shouted as he grabbed Troy and slung him onto the roof of the car only to be pulled back by Vince. "Now get off my property."

"What did you do with Taylor, I deserve to know she is my fiancée and the mother of my child." He shouted out loud, Roland sneered at the younger man for a moment before shrugging out of his son's hold.

"When I feel like you should know I'll tell."

"No you're going to tell me right now." Roland laughed bitterly and shook his head for a moment before turning to leave. Troy grabbed his arm and turned him around; Roland pushed the younger boy back and then pointed to Troy's car. "You better leave right now before I call the cops."

"Dad you're taking this to far, where's Taylor." Vince said quickly as he saw how on edge his father really was.

"I'll tell you later." He mumbled simply before he walked inside the house, Troy looked after him and then turned to Vince who had his head down and was taking a deep calming breath. He then looked back up at Troy and shook his head.

"I think you better go I'll call you as soon as I know what in the hell is going on." He whispered before walking into the house. Troy nodded and got into his car, he pulled off with tears in his eyes. Not knowing where Taylor was killing him inside, when she had called him and the conversation had been cut off he had gotten here as fast as he could. Apparently it wasn't fast enough. All he could think about was how much he had failed her, slamming his fist on the steering he pulled over on the side of the road and rested his head and allowed himself to cry, and then promised himself that he would find Taylor, and that when he did he would marry her immediately and then for the rest of the school year they would stay with him and his parents.

Grandma Lisa entered the bedroom her granddaughter was currently in carrying a tray that held dinner on it. Taylor looked away from her when she entered the room and continued to look at the wall. "Taylor."

"I'm not hungry." Lisa sat the tray of food on the nightstand and then looked at her granddaughter closely before speaking. She placed a hand on her the girl's stomach and sighed.

"Now you may not be hungry but your baby is and you need to eat to keep the child healthy." Taylor just nodded and Lisa picked up the tray and sat it on the other side of the bed. She watched as Taylor devoured the food. Grandmother and grandchild sat silently for a few moments before she spoke.

"You know when you and that boy came here to tell me that you were pregnant I disapproved right along with your father. But seeing you and knowing that you love the boy I can't help but feel as if maybe your father is taking this too far."

"He took me away from the man I love because he wants me to focus." Taylor said bitterly. "Like I can focus here while thinking about him."

"Try it."

"Troy should be here…he shouldn't miss any of my pregnancy. Dad has gone to far." She mumbled as she thought about everything that had been going on. Knowing Troy he probably confronted her father as soon as he returned back from dropping her off here, and she wondered what he was doing now.

"I'll never forgive my father after this." She whispered with conviction as she looked at her grandmother who simply sighed and shook her head.

"But you have too."

"I don't have to do a thing." Taylor said firmly meaning every word. If her father wanted to make things hard for her and Troy then she would simply cut him out of her life for good.