Troy walked in through the doors of the school with Gemma by his side. The front hall had a deck with a computer on it. There was photos on the walls of past students and the schools sport teams. A man wearing a black suit came out of the office and walked towards Troy.

"You must be Troy Bolton!" Said the man, he held out his hand.

"Yes I am" Troy shook his hand.

"I'm Mr Martin. I'm the principal of this school!"

"It's very nice to meet you" Said Troy.

Gemma and Troy talked to Mr Martin for about ten minutes. Then it was time for Gemma to leave.

"Troy you have my number so if you need anything just call me" Said Gemma before leaving.

"Okay thank you Gemma!" Said Troy, who was standing next to Mr Martin.

Now Gemma was gone. There was only Troy and Mr Martin left in the room.

"Well Troy" Said Mr Martin "You take a seat and I'll get someone out of your class to come down to you."

Troy sat down on the couch. The place was very different to his old home. His old house was bright and this place was darker. Troy went into a daydream about the last moment he had with his mother. He snapped out of the daydream when he noticed a girl walking towards him. The girl had long blonde hair that went below her waist. She was wearing the school uniform. The only difference between her uniform and Troys was that she was wearing a blue and white check skirt.

"Hey!" She said "You must be Troy. I'm Sharpay Evans."

Sharpay held out her hand.

Troy shook her hand.

"It's nice to meet you Sharpay."

Sharpay sat down on the couch next to Troy.

"I'm really sorry for your loss." She said with a sad tone in her voice.

Troy gave her a weak smile.

"It's okay."

"I know what your going through my dad died in a car crash too." Said Sharpay.

Troy looked at her.

"I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay. It happened when I was eight."

"So how long have you lived here for?" Asked Troy.

"Four years" She said. "My mom died when I was two. So my dad had to raise me and my twin brother on his own. Then all three of us were in the car crash. My dad died and I was badly hurt."

"Oh my god" said Troy, he didn't know what to say to her.

Sharpay just nodded. It was the reaction she always got when she told someone what happened to her.

"I broke my neck, my left arm and both my legs." She said with a sign. "I was in the hospital for two years. Then I had spend a year in a rehab centre."

Troy put his hand on Sharpays shoulder.

"What about your brother?" Asked Troy.

"He went to foster care while I was in hospital. We came here together."

There was a long silence between them.

"I think Ryan was more effected by the crash then I was." Said Sharpay trying to break the silence.

"Ryan is your brother?" Asked Troy.

"Yeah!"

"Everyone gets effected when something like that happens to them." Said Troy. "I was so nervous when I got into the car!"

"I know" Signed Sharpay. "The last time I got into a car I had a panic attack."

Troys jaw dropped. He knew that the crash was bad if she took a panic attack.

Sharpay stood up.

"So would like to go to class? Mr Martin will bring your suitcases to your room."

Troy nodded.

He followed Sharpay down the the corridor. The corridors was long and dark. They went into the classroom. There was loads of people there around the same age Troy. He followed Sharpay to a group of people sitting near the window.

"Everyone this is Troy!" Said Sharpay to the group.

She then turned to Troy.

"Troy I would like you to meet my friends Taylor, Chad, Gabriella, Violet, Jamie and Danielle."

She pointed to each friend as she said their name. She went over to a boy with blonde hair.

"This is my brother Ryan" Said Sharpay while putting her arm around her brother.

Troy looked at the both of them. They looked a lot alike the only difference was that Ryan had blue eyes and Sharpay had brown.

Troy was starting to feel welcome at the school.