"Terri. Come home k?" My mom asked over the phone.
"Yea sure." I said. I was at a nearby park shooting hoops.
Usually I would have some friends but I just wanted it to sink in that I met Troy Bolton! My friends will be ecstatic when they find out. Most of my friends are tomboys and boys. Most of us like to play basketball except a couple of friends that are very intelligent. My mom is very smart, and I inherited it from her. Somehow I also got the athletic genes. Probably from my dad… I was told that he was athletic. Probably a stupid jock that left my mom. I never really bothered to ask my mom about my dad. I figured that if he left, he wouldn't be worth getting to know. Soon I ended up back in my house and walking up into my room. After putting my basketball away, I headed back down and found Troy and my mom making dinner. Confusing much?
"Mom Troy? What's going on?" I asked.
"Oh honey, Troy was an old friend from high school." She told me.
"You knew Troy Bolton and you never told me?" I exclaimed.
"Well we weren't on the best terms last time we saw each other." Troy said.
"Oh…" I said.
"And um… Terri, Troy is going to stay with us for a while. Can you live with that?" Mom asked.
"Troy Bolton is going to live with us! Just wait until I tell Frankie and Dani!" I said referring to my two best friends Franklin and Danielle.
"Ok you can tell them but we don't need a million kids from your school coming to get Troy's autograph. Don't tell anyone you can't trust." My mom told me.
"Alright." I agreed.
"So Terri, you like basketball?" Troy asked me.
"Yea it's the best sport ever!" I told him.
"That it is." Troy agreed.
"So how long is he staying with us?" I asked.
"I don't know, depends on how it goes." My mom said.
"Ok." I said.
"Why don't you go upstairs and clean your room so you can show Troy." My mom told me. I pouted, but nodded and went upstairs.
Troy's POV.
I still can't believe I have a daughter… She's very pretty like her mother.
"So who knows?" I asked Gabriella.
"What do you mean?" She questioned.
"Who has known about Terri?" I asked.
"Well my mom of course and Taylor." She answered.
"That's it?" I asked.
"Yea, Taylor hasn't told Chad as far as I know." She said.
"Do you talk to anyone else from high school." I asked.
"Only Taylor." She replied.
"Oh." I said.
"Come on let's finish dinner." Gabriella suggested.
"Alright." I agreed taking some spaghetti noodles and dumping them into a boiling pot and she continued to make meatballs.