I don't own any of the characters. Although I wish I owned Troy.
Troy's POV.
"Hey, Chad! Guess what?" I said excitedly as a ran toward him on the court.
"What's so exciting that you had to interrupt me while I was concentrating on making my free-throws, Troy."
"Sorry. It's just that my dad said I could bring you with me to Aruba if you would like to go."
"Is that an invitation?" He asked me.
"Certainly." I replied with a big grin on my face.
"I would LOVE to go. Well, actually I'd have to ask my mom, but I'm sure that she will be ok with it. Why did your dad decide to let me go with? I thought last time you asked he said no."
"I'm not sure really. I guess he just changed his mind. I'm going to go warm up." I told him, and with that I walked away.
I couldn't help but wonder why my dad all of the sudden change his mind, when he sounded so adamant about it last week. Chad had made a good point there. I will ask him after practice.
Home -after practice.
I heard my mother crying upstairs when I walked in. What is going on? I ran upstairs to find out.
"Mom, are you ok?" I said panting from running so quickly up the stairs.
"Oh yeah, hon. I'm ok. Everything is perfectly fine," she told me sniffling. I could tell she was lying just by the way she looked at me.
"Alright. Do you know where dad is then?" I asked. I decided to forget the crying. Females can get pretty emotional.
"Yeah, I think he is outside with your dog." My mom had bought me Minnie after the musical. She had said I did such a good job I deserve a dog. I had been begging for a dog ever since I was like three. I named her Minnie after Gabriella's character in the show.
"Thanks." I lazily walked back downstairs and outside to look for my dad.
"Dad! Oh, Dad! Where are you?" I said. As I came around the house I saw something I had never expected.