Troy watched as Jerome unlocked the door to the suite. He couldn't believe he was here checking out the campus. He was about to go in when Damien cut in front of him.

"Damn look at this shit." He said with his hand covering his mouth. He was acting like he had never seen anything so expensive before.

Troy rolled his eyes and laughed. He had only known Damien and Jerome for a few hours, and he had already concluded that they were to totally opposite people.

Damien was one of those guys who acted a fool and ghetto. He always talked about his hard life back in Manhattan.

Jerome on the other hand was quiet. He had a hard life to, but he didn't like people giving him pity about it. He liked to work hard for everything.

Jerome smiled and turned around. "This place ain't half bad. We defiantly will have to thank Coach Evans for hooking us up with this place."

Troy laughed and walked inside. The suite was huge. It had a big screen television and a wide open space. The kitchen was filled with good food, and the bedrooms were like something you would see in a mansion.

Troy had to admit that if this is what life was going to be like if he joined USF Don than he was already sold. He watched as Jerome sat down and started to watch television.

Jerome was about 6 inch 11 feet. He was a good all around player. He was good with getting rebounds and being a big man, but he also could dribble and shoot three's.

Damien was about a 7 inches taller than Troy. He was a wing and had an awesome jump shot. He could also attack the rim like it was nobody's business.

"Look at this." Jerome said holding something in his hand and laughing.

"What is it?" Troy asked out of curiosity. He went over to go see.

"Looks like Coach Evan's wants us on the team so badly he has a few DVD's of the previous season's." Jerome laughed and then put the tapes back where he found them.

"He don't gotta do none of that shit. I'm sold." Damien said raiding the refrigerator.

Troy watched as the caramel, black brother almost ate out the whole refrigerator. "You must have been hungry?" Troy laughed after Damien was done.

"Hey, back at home I have to work for everything I put in my mouth. But that's all gonna change once I get into the NBA and can afford whatever I need."

"Look I'm tired of you talking about how hard your life is at home." Jerome said irritated. "I have just as much things going on, but you don't see me complaining."

Troy watched as Jerome who was also black;but he was dark, skinny, and tall, went over to Damien and smacked his feet from off of the table. "And didn't your mother teach you any manners?" He said as he pushed them.

"Yo, no nigga ever rolls up on Damien Hakeem Porter like that and don't get punched in their mouths. You better watch yourself." He said standing up and looking him in the face.

Jerome looked down at Damien. "Or what?" He asked not scared at all. "Don't let my manners fool you. I'm from the hood also and I know how to whop a guys ass."

"Hey!" Troy said pulling the two of them apart. "You guys better chill out. It ain't worth fighting over." He said.

"Shut the hell up white boy." Damien said to Troy. "This has nothing to do with you."

"Yeah, Mr. Everything for me is perfect. I bet you don't have a care in the world back where you come from." Jerome said looking at Troy.

"Why, just because I'm whit?" Troy asked defensively. "I have plenty of things to worry about back home."

"Really?" Damien asked not believing it. "Did your dad die form a drive-by-shooting, and your mom in jail? Do you have a grandmother that raised you your whole life in the hospital with cancer?"

Troy nodded his head no.

"That's what I thought." Damien said with an attitude.

"Or what about a dad who left your mother when he found out he was pregnant, and a mom who is dieing of Aids. Do you have a little sister that you have to take care of because your mother is slowly dieing and every day you see her get worse and worse, and you can't do a damn thing about it." Jerome asked getting chocked up.

"No" Troy said shaking his head.

"Like I said. Perfect life." Damien re-stated.

"No, actually I have a pregnant girlfriend." Troy said matter-of-factly.

"Oh, white boy getting it in." Damien joked.

"It's not funny, and I worked my ass of to support her and that baby. Then I found out that the kid might not be mine." Troy said.

"Oh, poor Troy." Jerome joked. "Do you know how many times that happens in my neighborhood. At least your girl told you. Some girls would make you believe its yours and then after you get all attached to it they tell you. Then you can't leave. At least she had you in mind when she told you." Jerome said logically.

"Yeah, and at least you have parents that can support you and be there for you. In our neighborhood most of the kids are the parents." Damien said.

"I guess you guys are right. I guess you always think you have it bad, until you meet somebody that has it worse." Troy said re-thinking his situation with Gabriella.

"Anyway, I'm tired man. That flight and USF seminar whipped me out. I'm hitting the sack." Damien said entering the bedroom.

"I'm about to fix me some grub. You want some?" Jerome said heading over to the kitchen.

"Sure why not?" Troy said hoping that Jerome could throw down in the kitchen. He went over to the table and waited for the food. When his cell phone rang. The caller id read: Gabriella. He stared at it until it said missed call.

"Is that the girl?" Jerome asked putting a plate of food in front of Troy.

"Yeah." He said still staring at the phone. "I don't know if I should answer it or not."

"Man, you love that girl."

"How do you know?" Troy asked confused.

"Because you are staring at the phone waiting for her to call back. You must love the chick because if a girl ever did that to me. I would answered that shit and told the bitch to never call me again."

"So you think I should call back?" Troy asked Jerome. He didn't know why, but he actually felt like Jerome could help him with this.

"Call her back." He said eating his food.

Troy pressed the Send button twice. It only rang three times when Gabriella picked up.

"Troy?" Gabriella said sobbing.

"Gabriella what's wrong?" Troy asked worried.

"It's Taylor. She was just in a car accident and the stupid doctors' aren't telling us anything." She groaned. "All he said was that it isn't looking to good, and Chad is out of it. And I can't take this stress right now, and I just need you here. Chad needs you here, and Taylor needs all of us here." She said in one breathe.

"Don't worry I'm on my way." He said quickly. "And don't stress out about this it isn't good for the baby." He said.

"Thank you." Gabriella said. "It means a lot that you care."

"No problem. I'll be there when I can find a flight that will take me."

"Alright, and be careful."

"I will." He said and then hung up the phone. He would love to have more heart to heart with Gabriella, but right now he needed to find a flight and fast.

"What's going on?" Jerome asked being nosy.

"'Look, I have to leave and go back home. One of my friends got into a car accident." He said getting his suitcase from the door. "Tell Coach Evan's that I'll call him and hopefully re-schedule." He said putting on his coat.

"You do know he only had three full scholarships open. This could be your last shot." Jerome said looking at his plate.

"Then I guess I'm not going to be A San Fransisco Don." He said. "I have to go to the airport and try to get a flight. If you could just tell Coach Evans, please?"

"I got your back man."

"Thanks." He said and then walked out of the suite.

Hospital:

Chad paced back and forth. How could he have been so stupid? This was all of his fault. All he had to do was stay faithful. Why couldn't he have just been happy with Taylor?

Gabriella sat there tapping her foot. She had been at the hospital for about four hours now. She was already there taking the paternity test when they rolled Taylor into the ER. She glanced at her and she looked horrible.

"Every things going to be alright." Cohen said as he took Gabriella's hand.

Gabriella quickly took her hand away. "Thank you. You can leave now." She tried to say nicely. "I mean you don't know Taylor, and Troy is on his way."

"I can't leave. The doctor said the test results would take a couple of hours, and guess what it has been a couple of hours." He said with a smile.

Gabriella didn't even notice that. She was so worried about Taylor that she forgot that she had taken the paternity test. She sat there in silence for a while. When she heard the door open she quickly looked to see if it was Troy or somebody to tell them what was going on with Taylor.

"Is Taylor here?" Ms.Woodsberry asked running up to Gabriella.

Gabriella stood up and nodded her head.

"Have they heard anything, yet?" She asked with tears running down her face.

"No, they aren't telling us anything."

Mrs. Woodsberry hugged Gabriella. "Thank you so much for being here for her." She cried.

"Everything is going to be fine." Gabriella said rubbing Mrs. Woodsberry back. "Taylor's a fighter."

"I know." She said pulling away from Gabriella's warm embrace. "I just can't help it. Taylor is my baby. She has always been there for me. When her father and I broke up, and when I needed help with her little brother."

"Where is Garry?" Gabriella asked looking around.

"He's with their father this week. He will be here any minute now." She said trying not to cry.

Chad went up to Ms.Woodsberry. "I'm so sorry." He cried.

"What are you sorry for Chad?" She asked with a smile. "According to the cops you are the one that got her out of the car and brought her to the hospital." She gave him a hug. "Thank you."

Chad froze. He shouldn't be getting the credit for anything. He was the one that caused the accident to happen. He was the one that cheated.

"How is she?" Mr. McKessie asked as he ran into the room.

"We don't know." Ms. Woodberry said. "And where is Garry?" She asked looking for her son.

"I dropped him off at my moms. I don't think he's old enough to be here right now. He's only eight."

"Yes, but did you have to drop him off at your mothers? You know I don't like it when he goes over there." She said irritated. She hated when he did things to deliberately to annoy her.

"She's his grandmother." He said raising his voice.

"Are you guys joking?" Gabriella screamed. "Your daughter is in there possibly dieing and you two are fighting over that!" She screamed.

"I guess your right." Mr. McKessie said. "I'm sorry that I dropped him off there when I know that you don't like him over there." He apologized.

"Gabriella you need to calm down all this stress is not good for the baby." Cohen said putting his hand on her shoulder.

Gabriella quickly shrugged it off. "It's alright I can handle this." She said annoyed.

"Will you stop acting like that toward me. If I'm the father of this child somethings are going to change around here."

"Cohen, please not right now."

"Yeah, Cohen not right now." Troy said walking into the room.

"Troy!" Gabriella screamed in excitement. She ran over to him and gave him a hug.

Troy welcomed Gabriella's warm embrace with open arms. He didn't know how much he missed her sweet smell until he hugged her. "Did we hear anything, yet?"

"No, the doctor's still haven't told us anything."

Just than a doctor came in. "Gabriella Montez? The Doctor will see you now." She said with a smile.

Troy looked at Gabriella in confusion. "Is everything alright?" He asked looking down at her.

"Yes, it's for the paternity test. Cohen took one." She said with a smile. "Do you want to come and hear the news with me?" She asked.

"Sure, why not, but first I have to tell you something."

Gabriella looked at Troy with a weird face. "What is it?"

"Gabriella I love you. I can't help it. No matter how hard I try you are in my heart. So even if this baby isn't mine I still want to continue with the engagement and get married to you."

Gabriella gave Troy a big hug. "I love you too." She said in his ear. If Taylor wasn't in the operating room getting operated on then it would've been so much happier.

Troy linked his hands with Gabriella's and walked inside the room and soon behind them was Cohen.

When they were all in the room the doctor sat in a seat and looked at the three of them. "I'm sorry if it seems like I'm rushing, but I have to get into the operating room. A fire in an apartment building just happened and we were all called to help."

He flipped through the papers and then looked up. "Cohen you are 99.99 NOT the father." He announced and then left the room.

Gabriella jumped out of her seat and hugged Troy. "Yes!" She screamed.

Troy hugged Gabriella back. He was just as happy to hear the news.

They sat there in an embrace for a while both of them didn't want to let go. "I wish Taylor was here." Gabriella said.

"I wish she was here to. I guess it's true."

"What?"

"You never miss a good thing until it leaves you."

"Yeah, because I sure as hell missed you." Gabriella said and gave Troy a soft kiss on the lips. When she pulled away Troy stopped her and made the kiss more passionate. She didn't want to let go, but than the baby kicked. "Mmmm..." She moaned and stopped the kiss. She put her hand on her stomach.

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing the baby just kicked." She said with a smile.

"Really?" Troy said surprised.

"Yeah, you want to feel?"

"No, that's alright. I don't want to you know..."

"What?" Gabriella said laughing at Troy. "It's alright you are not going to hurt the baby." She said. She took his hand and then lifted up her shirt. She gently placed his hand on her stomach.

"Oh my god." He said with a smile. "Gabriella is that that baby?" He asked knowing that to obviously was.

"Yeah, cool right?"

"Gabriella that is so wonderful."

"I know, and guess what?"

"What?"

"This baby has the best daddy in the world."