Ok you might be waiting a biiit longer for the Troyella moment but it will come…
And in the meantime here's chapter 2
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CHAPTER 2
'Bolton Bears All
Sorry ladies! We got you all a –quiver at the thought of Troy Bolton naked, but we are talking about bare of another kind- Troy's teddy bear.
Returning home from a grueling three-month tour, Troy went to his parent's house and took his toy along instead of a girl.
Half of the world's female population is wondering who will grace Troy's arm in place of recently dumped Gabriella Montez, especially with the infamous Music awards coming up as well as other showbiz bashes he is expected to attend.
Crowds went wild for the man himself at his concert dates and security was strict after the recent security scare endured by Bolton, which ultimately led to the end of his relationship with 'normal girl' Gabriella.
We can't wait to see who will accompany Troy for the festive season- and more importantly, what will they be wearing??'
Gabi smiled at the picture of Troy on page six of the Times, stroking his face gently as tears hit her eyes. He was back; at last, he was back.
Not that it made any difference.
"I saw that" Karen said gently as she walked through in her dressing gown and Gabi put the paper down quickly
"I don't know why you don't let Danny go and stop leading him on" she added
Gabi sighed "You're right; it's not fair on him. But I do really like him"
"So what? I like my dentist, doesn't mean I want to date him"
"But without him, I have no-one" Gabi shrugged
"You could have Troy. If you went back on your knees begging for forgiveness. I never even got to pinch his amazing butt" she sulked
"His butt is mine" she said possessively, then "Was mine"
"Will you not even go and talk to him?" she begged
Gabi shook her head resolutely "I'm with Danny now, it's not fair on him for me to go chasing after someone else"
"But…" Karen began
"No buts!" Gabi smiled then "I have a class, I'll see you later, okay?"
"Okay" Karen watched her friend go, looking at the paper and wishing Gabi would see the light and maybe, just maybe, she would be happy again.
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Troy crawled out of his bed at his parent's house sometime around midday the following day. He padded down to the kitchen, hair stuck up messily, yawning hugely as he stretched his arms above his head as he entered the kitchen.
"Jeez, is this him?" a voice said warmly and Troy looked over to the kitchen counter to see his mom talking to a man he didn't recognize.
"That's him" she smiled "Troy, I'd like you to meet Greg Fairweather."
Troy frowned, moving over toward the stranger, feeling more than awkward
"Greg, this is my son, Troy." His mom said and his blue eyes implored with hers as he shook Greg's hand, then met his gaze.
"I'm a business manager, Troy" he explained, ending Troy's confusion "Your mom tells me you're in need of one"
He nodded "You could say that" he mused, thinking how he had sacked Robert's sorry ass about a month into the tour after he found out he had sold a story about him and Gabi.
"I know Greg through a family friend." His mom explained "I thought you two should meet."
"Okay. Well, uh, sorry I'm not at my best right now, but you're more than welcome to hang around while I get showered up…" he said, slipping back into 'promo Troy' mode
Greg smiled "You've been away from home for three months. I'm not here to talk business. I just wanted to get to know you. I base all my business decisions around the person. Not the other way around" he said gently and Troy's mom gave him a pointed look as if to say 'see'
Troy nodded thoughtfully "Well grab some breakfast, man, let's talk" he shrugged easily, relaxing and his mom smiled as the pair sat at the table, chatting about his tour experience.
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Troy had been back in his flat a total of three days. He was unpacked, he was rested, he had a new manager in Greg who'd just left after their breakfast meeting and he was getting back to normal.
Whatever normal was going to be.
Greg had already booked him in for 'post tour' interviews and he had a photo shoot set up, ironically set in the sleepy town that he and Gabi had escaped to that day. He was kind of looking forward to going back and kind of scared too. Would it bring back too many memories? Was he ever going to be able to move on?
He had the Mummy awards next week and he still had to find a date. He was running out of choices.
A knock sounded at his door and he headed over with a frown, not sure who it could be.
The small blonde on the other side shocked him "Amy!" he exclaimed, the last person he had expected to see
"Hi." She blushed, her hands nervously fiddling together as he looked at her
"Hi! How are you?" he asked
"I'm good. Err, is Gabi in?" she asked tentatively
"She didn't tell you?" he asked
"Tell me what?" she asked, oblivious
"You didn't see the papers?" he asked again
"I saw something about you had a fight but I never believe what I read. I guessed you'd made it up…right?" she asked
Troy sighed, his eyes sad "She moved out before I went on tour" he said softly, reliving the pain a little
"What!" Amy gasped "Oh my god, I'm so sorry…I shouldn't have come, I …" she blushed deeply, feeling so embarrassed
"Wait!" he called behind her "Don't go, you weren't to know. Why don't you have a coffee then I'll drop you in town and give you the address" he offered
"Oh, I couldn't…"she began
"You could, and you will" he smiled, "Come in"
She smiled tentatively back "Okay"
….
Troy waited while Amy got out of his car and looked around him, knowing he was unlikely to see her, but somehow hunting Gabi out all the same.
"Take care, Amy. Call me, if you need anything" he said as he handed over his number "And don't make me have to change my phone" he grinned as he pulled away
Amy stared at the number in her hand. Oh my god, Troy Bolton had just given her his number. She felt a little faint.
"Hey you old hoe!" Gabi shouted from about ten feet away and Amy gaped, thinking how close she was to seeing Troy
Amy laughed as Gabi launched herself at her "Hey scumbag" she returned
"What brings you to town?" she asked, then "How did you find me?"
"Err, Troy actually." She blushed and Gabi's smile dropped
"Oh. How…how is he?" she asked quietly, her brown eyes begging for details even though she was trying to look nonchalant
"Err, he looked okay." She lied. Actually, he looked hot, but she couldn't say that
"Oh. Good. So you on a visit, holiday, what?" she asked then
Amy eyed her. She had exactly the same look as Troy. Dark circles from lack of sleep. Forced smile pretending to be happy. Empty eyes.
"Just a few days visit to see the sights" she smiled
Gabi hugged her "Let me ask Karen if we can share my bed at her place. It's great to see you again" she enthused as she linked arms with her and headed home.
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"Hey man watch the pins!" Troy said as he felt something stab him in the thigh, and worried about his manhood being victim to tailor in the suit shop.
"I'm sorry " he apologized, his hands clearly shaky as he continued to measure and pin the material that would be used to pattern his suit for the awards.
The record company had paid for him to have a suit made as they didn't trust him to get his own. He smiled to himself at this, amused. He was scruffy and he was proud.
"Okay dude, listen" he said then to the guy at his groin
He looked up
"I'm just guy okay, just a guy off the street who needs a suit. I shit and eat and do everything just like you. Okay buddy?" he asked
The guy nodded and the owner of the shop came in with Greg.
"Is everything okay Mr. Bolton?" the owner asked
"Please, call me Troy" he pleaded for the 20th time that day "And yes, everything is perfect. I think you should give Hank a pay rise" he suggested and the owner smiled
Greg came over "You ready for the shoot tomorrow?" he checked
Troy nodded, wincing as a pin again made its way into his skin, but determined not to make Hank any more nervous or his whole leg would be injured by time this was over.
"Yup."
"Early start. I'll pick you up at 8. Who's your plus one for the awards?" he asked again
Troy shrugged "I have no idea. You got a daughter?" he asked suddenly
Greg laughed "I sure do, but I'm not letting her anywhere near you" he chuckled
"Why not?" Troy was hurt
"She has homework" he said then and Troy rolled his eyes "Ha-ha"
He liked Greg from day one. He took into account his beliefs, values and what was important to him, and still managed his career on top of it.
"I might have to rent a date" he said then, jokingly
"What if we run a prize?" Greg suggested
"What?" Troy looked at him
"Win a date with Troy Bolton" he quipped
Troy cocked a brow "That was a film"
"No, the film was Tad Hamilton. You're Troy Bolton" he said slowly as though Troy had brain damage and Troy laughed again at his humour.
"You know what I mean. It's a bit cheesy."
"Well, it'd give one fan the ultimate experience. Give you a date. And positive press" he added, knowing the fan angle already had him sold
"Sure, why not. But Greg, you sell my body- but not my soul!" he called dramatically as Greg left the room again, Troy finally able to get changed and avoid damage for life from the tailor's pins.
After leaving the suit shop, he headed into town to get a haircut and then went home, grabbed his skateboard and his friend Tom and they spent an afternoon in the park having fun and letting off steam.
His apartment seemed empty when he did make it home and he showered and wandered around in his boxers, grabbing a cushion and leaning on the sofa to watch TV.
It was weird being home. He was so used the adrenaline rush of going out on stage every night, the screams, the living out of a suitcase.
He felt kind of lost. At least until things picked up again and he started his next project.
He heard another knock on his door and came round, surprised to see he had fallen asleep and it was evening already.
He got up, sleepily heading for the door, wondering who it was.
Chad eyed him amusedly "Put it away dude, it don't have any effect on me" he smiled and Troy covered his eyes with his hand, grinning
"And what is that!?" he asked, snatching Troy's cushion from his hand as Troy grabbed a top from his radiator and shimmied into a pair of jeans that were there too.
Troy looked up at him, seeing his 'cushion' had in fact been his teddy.
"Oh YOU'RE the famous teddy bear" Chad was talking to the bear and Troy thought how lucky Pirate were to have such good friends, then shook his head at his own deranged thoughts. "You looked GREAT in the paper!" he enthused "Fat? No, dude, you looked HOT"
Troy grabbed his bear back, slapping Chad lightly round the head and dischevelling his curls "Hey" he complained as Troy placed Pirate back on the sofa in front of the TV and Chad looked at him funny.
"Seriously dude they're gonna pull you apart" he warned
Troy shrugged "I don't care."
"Okay" Chad shrugged, then "So you coming out tonight?" he asked "We're playing poole"
"Tonight? Ah, no can do, I have an early start" he explained
"That never stopped you before…" he tempted him
Troy smiled mischievously "True! But I am beat."
"Okay, well if I can't tempt you then I must go and meet the others…." He got up and headed for the door "And tell them you're staying in with the bear" he finished and sprinted for the door as Troy caught him up and shut the door before he could escape
"Okay I'll come. Just don't diss the bear, okay?" he warned.
Chad grinned "Alriiight!"