Mistakes
Hey guys, thanks so much to all of you that reviewed, I'm really sorry that I didn't update as quickly as I should have done, but time just seems to be disappearing, anyway, the next one should be out soon, it's already half written, anyway, I hope that you like chapter 8, and please review! You're reviews really mean a lot to me.
Chapter 8
"Hey Ryan, why are you just standing in the doorway?" Troy asked, stilling his movements with the small basketball and standing up, a mystified look spreading across his face from his eyes, as Ryan silently stepped aside, revealing a stunned looking Taylor behind him.
"Tay-Tay, I can ex-," Troy was cut off by a sudden squeal as Taylor rushed forward, throwing her arms tightly around Troy, all of her anger towards him dying the minute that she had spotted the familiar shine of those ice blue eyes, both Ryan and Troy bursting into laughter, as Troy wrapped his arms tightly around the one that he had happily called his big sister for years.
Pulling away from Troy, Taylor held him at arms length and studied him, a range of different emotions running through her eyes, varying from anger to hurt, "Troy Bolton," she whispered softly, speaking the name without malice for the first time in just over sixteen years, her eyes never once leaving his, "Where the hell have you been? Why are you back? What are you doing at East High? How could you go sixteen freaking years without talking to me once? Does Gabriella know that you're back?" Suddenly Taylor stopped her questions, listening to Troy's sharp intake of breath at the sound of his ex-girlfriend's name, "Oh My G-d," Taylor barely managed to stutter out, her eyes never once leaving Troy's as she fell backwards into Ryan's chair, "Oh my G-d, Lilly-Ella she's hers and she's yours and oh my G-d."
"Ryan do you have a glass of water?" Troy asked quietly, glancing quickly up at the blonde haired man stood in the doorway, before looking back to the shell shocked Taylor, who appeared unmoving in the chair, her mouth hung open and her eyes wide, his concern growing more by the minute.
"Yeah man, but why do you wan-" Ryan cut himself off as his head snapped around to look at Troy, "No way man, she'll kill you if you throw a glass of water in her face, there is absolutely no way that you can do that."
Troy just grinned back at Ryan, "Dude, she considers me as her little brother, little brothers have got to get into mischief some of the time, and I've had no opportunities for sixteen years now, so this is just to great of an chance to pass up."
Ryan passed Troy the glass of water, still looking uneasy as he moved back to the door and shut it, sure that Taylor's screams would only attract attention otherwise.
Standing up, Troy took a breath and closed his eyes tightly as he flung the cold water directly into Taylor's face, and she immediately started screaming, causing both Troy and Ryan's hands to fly up to their ears.
"Troy David Alexander Bolton!" Taylor roared, standing up with the water dripping from her face as she glared up at Troy, an innocent expression instantaneously finding its way to his face as he hid the now empty glass behind his back.
"Yes Tay-Tay?" He questioned softly, looking like a young boy that was about to get wrong for pushing a girl over in the playground.
"Don't even think of pulling that cutesie stuff on me Bolton, you just threw water straight into my face!" Taylor screamed, and Troy shrank back slightly at the sound of her voice, Ryan's hand making his way to his face to smother the laughs that he was hiding with obviously fake coughs, oblivious to the glares of his best friend.
"It wasn't me, it was Ryan," Troy smiled sweetly, the innocent expression still never leaving his face as Ryan's mouth dropped in shock, and Taylor eventually burst into laughter, unable to hide it anymore as she grabbed Troy into yet another hug.
"I have to say that I've missed the little brother antics that you've always managed to pull on me Troy," Taylor laughed softly, a whole fountain of memories exploding in her mind of every antic that Troy had pulled on her in high school, once a week, if not more, ever since they became friends in sophomore year, after Gabriella joined the school, "Somehow you always got away with it too, baby brother," She smirked, watching as Troy frowned, and Ryan immediately burst into laughter, he once more remembering as Taylor already had the way that they had gotten back at Troy for his pranks, by calling him their 'baby brother,' and usually in highly public places.
"Taylor, I'm only five months younger than you!" Troy whined, a pout now secured on his face as his arms folded across his chest, giving the impression of a young child in the middle of a tantrum.
"That's still five months Bolton," Taylor grinned, "That makes you the second youngest in our group, the only one younger than you being Ga-" Taylor cut herself off abruptly, her eyes widening as she saw Troy's face pale slightly and Ryan start to shuffle his feet nervously, she sighed softly, "I'm sorry Troy, I just didn't think, but is it true, what I thought?"
Troy smiled softly, wrapping his arms tightly around Taylor once more, almost trying to make sure that she was really there, and not yelling at him, before pulling away, and taking his turn to study how much she had changed over the past sixteen years. Sighing slightly, he dropped down into Ryan's desk chair and spun around once, before looking up at his two old friend, the ex-brainiac and the ex-drama geek, now perched on Ryan's desk, watching him cautiously, "Yes Taylor, it's true, Lilly-Ella is just as much Gabriella's daughter as she is mine."
"What happened Troy?" Taylor whispered softly, the confusion and concern spreading across her face as she looked at the torn apart blue-eyed man sat in front of her.
Sighing slightly, Troy sent Taylor a weak smile, before launching once more into the story that would always be fresh in his mind, the one that he dwelled on at every moment that he got, the one where his family was ripped straight from underneath his feet, and even he didn't understand the full story, he still had no idea what was running through his ex-girlfriends head when she told him to leave with their newborn daughter.
"I'm sorry Troy," Taylor whispered sincerely, as she watched the blue-eyed man shake with emotion, his head now buried deeply into his hands, gently placing her hand on his shoulder, Taylor crouched in front of Troy, and lifted his head to look at her, wincing slightly at how vulnerable he suddenly looked, his eyes glossy with tears, "Gabriella had no right to do that to you, or Lilly-Ella, and even more, you should have told us what was going on, we would have been there for you, you shouldn't have just left us all like that."
"Yeah well, what's done is done," Troy muttered, rising to his feet and pulling Taylor in for a hug, before initiating the secret handshake between himself and Ryan that Taylor had never managed to figure out, "I gotta go guys, the Redhawks need a coach for their practice," He grinned at them, flipping his hair out of his eyes with a slight motion of his head, "But feel free to come around to mine tonight, Taylor, I'm sure that you have loads more questions, so Ryan will show you where it is, later."
With one last wave, he was out of the room, leaving a gawping Ryan and Taylor in his wake.
"Ryan did he just say he coached the Redhawks?" Taylor asked cautiously, her eyes like saucers, praying that the answer would be a no.
"Yeah, of course, he's the new coach there for this year," Ryan grinned, his expression turning to confusion when he saw Taylor's horrified look, "What?"
Putting a hand to her forehead, Taylor sighed, muttering slightly to herself, before looking back at Ryan, "Let me put this in simple terms Ry, who do we know that have little brothers playing for the team?"
Taylor watched in delight as Ryan's face slowly turned from confused to shocked and terrified as he slowly figured out what she was getting at, "Oh, oh, oh, this is not good, this is not good at all!"
"Yeah, you think?" Taylor asked sarcastically, and Ryan stuck his tongue out at her, only earning himself an eye roll back, "They're going to want to go to every single game Ryan, what are we going to do?"
Ryan sighed softly, and slung one arm around Taylor's shoulders, "I don't think that there's anything that we can do Tay, but I think it's safe to say that the Redhawks are in for one interesting season, on and off the court…"
Well that was Chapter 8, hope that you guys liked it, and please review and tell me what you thought!