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A/N: Sorry for the delay, I was hit with a large bit of writer's block but I sincerely hope you enjoy this update and please remember to Review.
Baby S
Chapter Twelve
"So you want to rejoin the basketball team huh?" Coach Woodson asked as he looked at Troy Bolton who sat on the other sigh of the desk. A desk, he was sure the boy could tell used be his father's desk. Troy tapped his hands on his knees and nodded his head as he looked back at him. "Do you mind if I ask you why?" he paused as Troy gave him a look. "I'm just saying that the last time I approached you, you didn't seem all that interested in playing this season."
"I just-I just want to play. I can't really describe except that maybe-."
"Maybe you can't put the game down like you initially thought you could." he supplied as he looked at the boy before him. Troy thought over his words for a moment before nodding his head. Coach Woodson was right, he did think he could put down the game but now he knew he truly couldn't and didn't want to him. Basketball was something he and his father shared and he was sure his father would not be happy with him giving it up.
"Yeah I guess you're right. I really just want to play not only for myself but also for my dad. I was thinking that I could dedicate every season here at East High to him." Coach Woodson smiled at that and nodded his head as he looked at the young man.
"I don't have a problem with that son, heck I played with your father when I went here too." At Troy's shocked expression, he smiled. "Didn't I tell you that already?" he asked with a shake of his head as he looked at Troy. "Now I'm glad you're playing but you've missed about a month and a half of conditioning and well-."
"Don't worry about that I'll get back into shape by the time the season officially starts." Troy said with a firm nod of his head. He knew before coming in here that he would have to work out to get back into basketball playing shape and he was ready for that.
"Good, good and you will be able to make to practices right." Troy just gave him a look and he laughed. "Just checking." he said as he held up his hands and smiled at the young man while shaking his head. "So how is your mother taking this news?"
"She's supporting me in this."
"And your girlfriend Taylor McKessie?"
"Again she's supporting me in this." Coach Woodson smiled at that and slapped his hand on the desk playfully while looking at Troy.
"Well I believe you have all you need to be welcomed on my team, the approval of those most important and a desire to play welcome back to the East High basketball team Troy." he said as he reached out and held out his hand for the younger man to shake. Smiling, Troy leaned forward and shook his hand.
"Thanks you won't regret it."
"Oh I know I won't." Coach Woodson said as he released Troy's hand. "Now go on, you start practicing with the team tomorrow." Troy nodded his head and walked out of the office and out onto the gym floor. He saw Taylor waiting for him by the door with Sharpay and Gabriella as he made his way towards the exit Zeke and Chad ran over to him.
"Yo man what were you talking to Coach about, you gonna play now." Chad asked as he bounced a basketball between his legs as he followed Troy. Looking over at his friend, Troy just nodded his head and Chad pumped his fist.
"Thank you man it just wouldn't be right if we played without you." he said with a bright smile as he looked at his friend. Troy just nodded his head and looked over at Chad and then back at Zeke who placed a heavy hand on his shoulder.
"He didn't pressure you into this did he?" he asked referring to Coach Woodson, Troy just shook his head at the question.
"Naw, I made this decision all on my own, I'll see you tomorrow." he said as he reached out and gave Zeke a pat on the arm. Walking over to Taylor, he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and smiled down at her as she looked back up at him.
"So how did it go?"
"I start practicing with the team tomorrow." he said with a small smile, "Come on let's go home I should probably get in a little work-do you still want to help me with that."
"I don't know about you but that sounded all kinds of nasty." Sharpay exclaimed from the side just before she started laughing while dodging the smack that Elena would have given her for her little statement.
"You just jealous." Troy teasingly said back as he looked over at Sharpay who just smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Nope, my Zekey is wonderful."
"And on that note me and my lady will be heading home for the day, later." he said with a smile as he shook his head and picked up Taylor's bag. As they headed outside where Wilson was currently waiting on them. The older man smiled and opened the door for them and Troy helped Taylor get inside the vehicle. Taylor immediately buckled up her seatbelt while Troy did the same and once they were properly in their seats she spoke up.
"So he's just gonna let you back on the team."
"Yeah but I'm gonna have to make up for a month and a half of conditioning training." he said as he leaned his head back and looked up at the ceiling. "Which is seems a little bit impossible but I think I can handle it." Taylor reached over and placed her hand on his arm.
"Of course you can handle it."
"Do you still promise to help me out with the training?" he asked and Taylor had to pause at the look in his eyes before nodding her head.
"I think so although I'm not to certain I should be saying so because of that look in your eyes." Troy tried to appear innocence but he seemed he was failing miserably. Taylor only laughed at his antics and shook her head. "Troy I don't think you could appear innocence even if you really were."
"Oh you wound me." he said with a deep smirk as he looked at her. "Is that really what you wanna say to me?"
"At this time yes I do." she said with a bright smile as she leaned her head on his shoulder. Troy lifted his arm and draped it around and pulled her as close as the seat belts would allow as they rode the rest of the way home.
"Okay so you want me to do what again?" Taylor asked as she looked down at Troy who was lying on the floor, shirtless preparing to start his push-up routine.
"I need to do some push-ups, you know to build back up my strength and what not and I want you to lay on my back." Taylor raised an eyebrow at him and he chuckled and shook his head. "What Tay, I thought you told promised me you'd help me out with my training isn't that would you said."
"Yeah, physical training not your little freaky training." she pointed out with a shake of her head as she looked at him. "And you do know that's what you're doing right-freaky training." Troy did a push-up while laughing and shook his head.
"I can't cop a feel cause I need my hands for the push-ups besides you promised you'd help me."
"And what about your mother if she saw this-."
"She's see me working out and you helping me." Troy replied with a cheeky grin while wiggling his eyebrows in her direction. Taylor smiled and then released a tortured sigh.
"Fine how do you want me to um do this."
"Stomach to my back." he said as he did another push-up. Taylor looked down at him and watched as his muscles rippled with each movement. She waited till Troy settled back on the ground before doing as he said. As soon as she was fully on him, he released sigh and shook his head as she rested her head on his left shoulder. "See now this is how you train."
"Your mother is gonna get us."
"Well if she does this is well worth the risk, I really do love this, maybe when I do some lifts, I can do it with you."
"I'm not some exercise equipment, Troy." She said as he lifted up off the ground again, chuckling as she tighten her hold on his mid-section.
"I think I know that baby, I certainly do enjoy spending time with you. So instead of working out with boring objects that don't make me smile," he popped off the floor and did a one handed push-up while laughing at her gasp. "Or laugh. I work out with you. I get to spend time you and I get to work out with something I truly enjoy."
"I think that's sweet."
"You think it's sweet?" he asked as he did another push-up, ignoring the fact that Taylor's body was slowly relaxing. He couldn't take his mind off of how sensual that felt. All he knew was he would be doing this little routine again.
"Well you know I don't really think I want to admit that I think it is." she said with a small smile laid her head back on his shoulder. They remained quiet for a few minutes the only noise was the constant puff that Troy did as he got deeper into his rep. He'd do twenty-five push-ups and then wait for a minute before doing them again.
"Do you think I'll play good-I mean still be good." he asked softly. Taylor lifted her head up at his question.
"You haven't lose your skill, you just haven't played in a few months Troy and everyone understand that. You'll be fine I promise." she said softly as she bent forward and placed a kiss on Troy's naked shoulder. "I believe in you, so does your mother and friends. You'll be playing like your old self before the months out."
"I wanna be better than my old self." he admitted softly. "My father deserves a better player than what I used to be," he paused for a moment and sighed. "Does that make sense?" Taylor nodded her head before remembering that he couldn't see her.
"Yeah Troy it makes sense," she whispered. "So what number will you where?"
"Number fourteen, my dad wore number forty-one so I guess I'm going reverse it and play with that number." he whispered softly. "Hopefully when I leave the school I'm make him proud."
"He's already proud of you, Troy." Taylor whispered as she looked at him. Lifting a hand up, she smoothed it over his hair as he kept doing his push-ups. They remained silent until Troy finished his push-ups. He slowly rolled over but kept Taylor on top of him. "Um what are you doing?"
"About to do my lift exercises." he said as he picked her up. One hand supported the back of her neck while one rested on her lowered back. He quickly started lifting her before she could protest, he smiled as he heard her released a small scream as he lowered her back down. He kissed her back and then shot her back up in the air. Soon the room was filled with Taylor giggling as Troy lifted her up and brought her back down only to kiss her and then shot her back up in the air. They had been working out for quite sometime before the sound a throat clearing sounded. Troy gentled lowered Taylor back down while she covered her face with her hands.
"Mom I can explain."
"Do you think I can't see what's happening right in front of me?" Lillian asked from the doorway with her hands on her hips as she looked at her son and his girlfriend. "I swear you two make the most simplest thing some type of teenage hook-up." Taylor released a delicate snort at Lillian's observation while reaching out and smacking Troy's arm.
"I told you she'd get upset." she admonished while looking at him. Troy playfully rolled his eyes at her as his mother continued in her little tirade.
"And I know you were the ringleader with this, Taylor would never come up with something like this-nope it was you and your devilish boy mind." Lillian said with a smile on her face unable to keep up the pretense of being mad. Especially since, Taylor was rolling on her back laughing outright now. Troy looked at his mother shocked.
"My devilish boy mind?" he question a grin slowly started to make it's way onto his face. "Mom, that's not right. Taylor is just as much involved in this as I am."
"I know but she's my sweet innocent Taylor." Lillian said with a wink as she looked over at Taylor who just grinned and looked at Troy who for the most back was sitting on the floor with his arms crossed over his chest. Once the laughter died down, Lillian stepped fully in the room and looked at her son. "So what did Coach Woodson say?"
"I'm back on the team, I'm just gonna have to do some conditioning training on my own but I think I should be fine."
"That's wonderful Troy isn't it Taylor."
"It really is, I'm so happy for him." Taylor said as she looked at Lillian. " I should start making my signs cause I'll be going to every game he has."
"Home and Away?" Troy asked hopefully as he reached out for Taylor's hand. She turned and sent him one her best smiles.
"Of course and I'll be screaming my head off the entire time." Taylor said with a chuckle. "Even when you're doing your few throws-."
"Hold up wait you mean my free throws right," Troy said as he looked at his girlfriend. "Shoot I should probably educate you on the game before you come out there and saw something crazy." he said with a small smile as Taylor laughed and covered her mouth.
"Don't tell me I said it wrong?"
"Oh yes you did." Lillian just shook her head at them and turned to head out of the room but stood for a moment.
"Although I'm happy to see you two so happy, I must as a mother suggest that you both get downstairs and out of this bedroom and son please put on a shirt. You keep this up and I'm going make you live in the tree house."