Chapter 8

Ryan's p.o.v

A week and some days go by of constant planning and Troy's folks changing the locks. More rumors from Gabbi, but luckily my mom doesn't believe a word of it. So now I lay in bed next to a sleeping Troy, thinking about how school's gonna be tomorrow. Maybe Gabbi's clamed down a bit, I mean we haven't heard from her since she got into a fight with Taylor and stopped hanging out with her. Although Sharpay wanted to destroy her as soon as school started, we thought it was best to see if she had calmed down…or died. Ha, I wished. I'm just about to close my eyes, when there's a knock on my door, a soft knock. I glance at my clock, 3:32. I slowly move Troy's arm from over my chest and scoot off the bed. I decide to stay in my underwear. I walk to the door and slowly creak it open. It's Sharpay, she's smiling. Her hair is in a ponytail and her face is bare and she's wearing her glasses. She grabs my arm and takes me to her room. My mom must be gone.

"What are you doing? We already picked out what we're wearing tomorrow" I say, maybe she forgot.

We get to her room. The first thing I notice is her new bed accessories…Zeke. He's quickly wrapping covers around himself and smiling nervously. I have to smile. Troy's in my bed and Zeke's in Sharpay's bed. So much for raising perfect kids. If only Grandmother could see us now. I give Zeke a "calm down" look. Sharpay leads me to her pink desk, were her faux diamond incrusted lap top is glowing. She sits me down in her oversized and over stuffed pink chair. This must be good; it takes my eyes some time to adjust. It's a news article, a car wreck some where. I lean in closer and that's when I see the picture…it's Mark. The Mark. Wow, but why is this in a newspaper? I read the head line. REBELLIOUS TEENS SPIN OUT OF CONTROLL. It says that Mark had gotten into a fist fight with his dad and hurt him pretty bad. He ran away after the fight and got into a car wreck! Oh my god, he's in a comma, and if he does get out, he'll be looking at time for beating his dad. This is horrible. I wanted to get Mark back, but I did not want him to get hurt. I turn back to Sharpay, whose once again sitting on Zeke's lap and smiling. Zeke's eyes are closed but he's still awake.

"Shar, this is bad!" I say

I get up and walk towards the door. Shar gets up and grabs my arm.

"What are you talking about? You hated him!" she says

"Yeah, but I didn't want this!" I say

"It's not like he's dead." She says

I open my mouth to explain the seriousness of the situation but there's no point. It's far too late and I really should get some sleep. I walk out and shut the door, giving her and Zeke some privacy. I get back to my bed and Troy's gone, he's in the bathroom. The door's wide open. I shut the door behind me and crawl back into bed. Troy finishes up and comes out. He quickly gets under the cover with me and pulls me close to him.

"I thought something happened to you" Troy says as he rests his head on mine and closes his eyes.

"What?" I whisper

He lightly kisses my forehead. What does he think could possibly happen to me? I can't begin to think of what might happen when school starts. Maybe we should just forget about this whole thing.

"Troy" I say

But it's too late, he's already sleep. So I close my eyes and hold on to my Troy. You never know if it could be the last time.

Troy's p.o.v

It feels surreal setting foot back into the school. The cool air hits me like a rush. Before I even get two steps in the door, I'm welcomed.

"Troy!"

"Hey, Troy!"

"How was your summer, Troy?"

"Let me see your schedule Troy…oh my God we have a class together!"

"TROY"

"TROY"

"TROY"

God it feels good to be back. I briskly walk the halls, waiting for the bell to ring. Smiling and waving at people I don't know. Girls flocking me and guys jocking me. This is High School; well at least it is for Troy Bolton. I replay this morning in my head. How weird it was to shower with Ryan and get ready in the mirror with Ryan. Eating breakfast with Ry, and Sharpay. It felt like our future. Living together. Maybe, just maybe. I wonder what Ryan's doing right now in Theater with Kelsi. I wanted to walk in with him, but we both had other things to do before school. First day back and we're already swamped. I finish up my conversation with, um; I think her name was Bridget. I tell her I'll see her later, hopefully not, her voice annoys me. Might as well make my way to the Gym, which is my first period.

The gym is practically empty, except Chad, Jason, Zeke and some other kids, who just wanna get to class early. Zeke and Jason see me and run towards me. Not a "hey nice to see you run". The get to me, leaving Chad shooting hoops. He's gotten good, great actually. What was he been doing? He makes every shoot with out stopping. Zeke and Jason rush me to the locker room. There's a small crowd looking at the wall of fame.

"Move" Jason commands as they escort me to the wall.

"Sorry Troy" Zeke says

I look up and see the spot were my picture is, or more correctly, was. There's nothing there anymore, just a blank gap were my picture once was. Gabriella. Well, all she did was screw herself over. Wait until my dad hears about this. I begin stomping to my dad's office, followed by the crowd. My dad is gonna…..oh, my dad is not gonna do anything. My dad kicked me out, my dad hates me. But he still loves basketball, and this should piss him off. I open the door. My dad's sitting down at his desk gonna over some papers. He looks up, sees me and looks back down.

"You ever hear of knocking?" he asks

"I never knock" I say

"All players have to knock" he says

"Whatever look dad someone took down my picture" I say

"I know, only players go on that wall" he says, still not looking at me

"Uh, hello?" I say "since when am I not a player?"

"Since I took you off the team" he says finally looking up at me

"WHAT!"I yell "you can't do that! You have no reason, but spite!"

"That and the fact that you failed Drama last year, and you know the guidelines, you have to pass all your classes with at least a C"

"What? Dad you can't do this! I've failed classes before" I say

"I know" he says holding up the papers

I feel my legs giving out on me. Is this for real? It can't be.

"Dad, you can't do this. This is my scholarship we're talking about" I say. Getting weaker by the moment.

"You should have thought about that before you failed" he says

"Dad" is all I can manage to say

"Luckily for this team, you're replaceable" he says standing up "thank god for Chad"

This knocks me down even more. Chad? No. my dad is not doing this right now.

So did you like it? I was gonna do Ryan's but his would have been boring and I wanted Troy being kicked off the team to really stick with you. I hope it did! Tell me what you think.

Luv ya