"Uh, Troy, can I come in?" Mrs. Bolton asked kindly from his bedroom door.
"Whatever," Troy replied sadly. Mrs. Bolton walked in with some of his clothes and began putting them away.
"So, do you want to talk about Gabriella?" Mrs. Bolton asked after she was done. She sat next to him and began stroking his hair softly. Troy became calm by this gesture and sighed.
"Well, I guess dad told you about what's going around the school but..."
"But what?"
"That isn't even what happened. I never slept with Amber. Even she's denying it but everyone thinks we're lying. And Gabriella is spending a lot of time with Ryan now." Troy buried his head and said something inaudible and Mrs. Bolton raised her eyebrow.
"So, nothing happened. Why don't you tell that to Gabriella?" Mrs. Bolton asked.
"She won't speak to me. And if I try to talk to her in school Chad, Sharpay and everyone block me. This really sucks." Troy complained. "I mean I know she still likes me."
"How do you figure that, Troy?"
"She still looks at me sometimes when I look at her and I can tell by the way she looks at me, ma. I feel it." Troy said then a few seconds later he laughed. "I feel like the ending of some corny disney movie."
"It's not corny, Troy. If that's the way you feel then act on it." Mrs. Bolton said. Troy nodded then sat up and said, "I really did mean it when I told her I love her."
"You told her you loved her?" Mrs. Bolton asked sounding very surprised. Troy nodded feeling his face grow red with embarrassment. Mrs. Bolton smiled at her son who had his head buried in his hands.