I eyed my best friend as our high school team played an impromptu game. It was Troy and I versus Zeeke and Jason. Something was bothering him and I intended to find out what. "Okay," I said as I grabbed the rebound, "We both play in the NBA, if you missed this many on a regular bases you'd be out a job." Jason and Zeeke laughed as we moved to stand in a circle.

"Yeah dude," Zeeke put in, "You only play this bad when Gabby is mad at you."

"What's the matter man? Gabby pitch a fit over something?" Jason asked.

"Sharpay is in town." Troy said randomly.

We all stopped moving and looked at him. My heart constricted, since she disappeared nearly six years ago I hadn't gone a day without thinking of my lover. I studied Troy, surely he wasn't thinking about some missed chance with Sharpay. "And?" I asked, trying to keep my mind from racing to how fast I could go see her.

"Gabby and I met her at the park yesterday. She had taken her son to play."

"What!?" I asked to shocked to care that my expression was totally out of character. Of course I knew that enough time had passed for that to happen after all Gabby and Troy had two kids, Jason's wife was pregnant, and Zeeke had a little girl who was starting pre-school. I had imagined the same confrontation that would've taken place had she only been gone a week. Children and a husband had never factored into my daydreams.

"Yeah, his name is Tyler. She says he's the result of a one-night stand. He started kindergarten already and he had to miss school for a few days for them come for the reunion." I noticed Troy's eyes were trained on me a little to hard. I shifted in place and met his stare. Nearly twenty years of friendship made his questions easy to understand.

There could be only one reason that Troy would look like that so I asked the question that almost stuck in my throat, "What does he look like?"

"He has dark skin and ringlet curls in a big Afro out of his head. Sharpay said that Ryan is always telling her to cut his hair but she can't bring herself to do it. She loves his hair she says." I frowned, Sharpay had always said my hair was my best feature. She used to play with it while we did homework or just about anything. One time she got it tangled around her finger and it took us an hour to get it unstuck. We'd laughed so much it hurt that night.

My hands tightened around the basketball and suddenly I threw it at the backboard, not to make a shot but to get out some of the anger that was building inside of me, "That bitch!" I swore as I kicked air.

Zeeke and Jason jumped back in surprise, "I knew it!" Troy exclaimed as he grabbed my arm, "Before you storm out of here and confront her I want to know what the hell."

"I…" I looked at Zeeke whose face had gone blank, "No don't think that, nothing happened until after you two were over." Zeeke looked relieved and then I looked at Troy. "At first was just friendship and then one night we just…" I trailed off knowing that I could leave the story at that but I felt like our story needed more justification, "Then we pretended nothing happened because I was still with Taylor. Then it happened again and again but we wouldn't talk about it because we had a great friendship. We never told anyone we had become friends because well we just didn't. Then one day she was gone and I had no one to ask where she had gone." I looked at Troy, "Is he really mine?" I asked.

"Your spitting image, is the time line right?" he asked.

I nodded, "Sorry about the game guys." With that I turned around and walked away. Sharpay Evans had a lot of explaining to do.

The house would've intimadated me in High School but I played in the NBA and mine was comparitive. I rang the door bell and was surprised when Tyler answered, "Hi." The little boy said. I felt like an anvil crashed down on my head. Troy had not exagerated when he said he was my spitting image. I sank to my knees and tried to catch my breath so that I could say something, anything. He reached out and touched my hair and then unexpectedly tugged on a curl, "Your hair looks like mine." He said as though someone had showed him Disney World.

"Tyler, who are you talking to?" I heard Kelsi's voice. We'd kept in contact over the years though I had never asked about Sharpay for fear Kelsi would hear something in my voice. The door was thrown open wide and Kelsi took in the scene before her. I popped up to my feet but not quick enough as realization spread across her face. "Tyler go back and watch TV."

"But I want to play with him." My son, god that took breath away again, protested.

"Go watch TV and latter we'll play." I promised.

He smiled and that was when I saw Sharpay in him. I had teased her that her real smile was some much better than her fake one. She'd threatened me with bodily harm if I let it leak that she ever smiled for real. We'd laughed but later I had made sure to catch a candid picture of her real smile. The picture was later deleted when Taylor going through my phone had almost caught me with it. As he ran into the house Kelsi came out on the porch and shut the door behind us, "She lied!" she exclaimed. "I don't know why I expected better she's Shar…"

"Hey!" I cut her off not wanting to hear anything bad about my son's mother from anyone else.

Kelsi looked surprised and looked at me, "How long have you known?" From the look that crossed her face I knew she was thinking that I might have rejected them all those years ago. After all that would give Sharpay a good reason to lie.

I looked at my watch, "An hour." I said. A look of total confusion crossed her face and I had to laugh because she looked just like she had in school. "Troy saw him at the park. We grew up together and that boy is my spitting image."

"When did you and…"

"How is he?" I asked giving her a pointed glance.

"Okay but…"

I shook my head, "Look I understand that this had caught everyone off guard but I want to talk to Sharpay and then I'd like to see my son for longer than a few moments. Later we'll play share that story."

Please Review!!! I want to know if I should go with this or just take it down. I'm not sure that Chap. 2 captured Chad right. I had a friend (guy friend) go through this so I'm consulting him on what it's like to find out and trying to adapt it to Chad. How am I doing?