I disliked moving around. It seemed it never stopped. My dad promised me this would be the last time though. Then again, he said that 3 cities ago too. He had a management position that required a lot of traveling. He sometimes went to Europe and Asia but the only country I lived in, beside USA was Italy. I loved it there. I wish we would've stayed, but that never happened. I lived this past year in New York. I made a lot of good friends. But too be honest, I made good friends every where I lived.
"Wake up Troy, we're here." My mom said, shaking my arm. I slowly opened my eyes and looked out the window. The house was huge, but the not as big as the one in Orange Country was. It seemed that my parents decided to buy a house in a rich neighborhood because all I saw was big houses. It had a room with a balcony, which I took.
It took a month to get settled in our new house. A van with our furniture back in New York came a day after we arrived in Los Angeles. They were pretty helpful. I could just be on my laptop all day while they were moving couches. I liked the Californian weather much better than the bipolar New York weather, but it took a while to get used to.
I currently was eating breakfast with my parents downstairs. My bacon and eggs were bomb.
"I know you enjoy not going to school, but I think it really is time you go to school. Your mom looked up schools nearby and found a great school. You're starting your first day Monday." My dad said while he ate a piece of his pancake. My mom goes all out with breakfast, heh.
"What's it called?" I asked with my mouth full with eggs.
"Honey, what's it called again?" Dad asked mom.
"East high." She replied.
"Okay." After I was done I put my dishes in the sink and went upstairs. I walked to my walk-in-closet to choose what I was going to wear today. I decided to go with khaki shorts, a white v-neck, a Good Wood boom box chain, Nike SB 720 degrees' and a Sharks snapback.
"Mom, I'm going out." I yelled when I walked out the door. I decided it was a nice day to check out Los Angeles. I've been out and about, but never really into the parks and stuff. I hoped to make new friends when I'm at it too. It's always nice to know a few people when you're new at school. I strolled through the park. Suddenly, I bumped into someone.
"I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" I saw she let something fall so I bended to pick it up. It was a drawing of the tree and the river nearby.
"Wow, your drawing is amazing. If you sold them, I'd definitely buy them." I said with a smile. She hadn't looked up, but when she did I couldn't help but stare. She was beautiful. Every girl I dated, couldn't compare to the beauty this girl withheld.
"It's okay. Um thanks." She didn't look like the girls I'd usually date. She was different. Usually I would date girls that were very outgoing and most of the time, they were popular. This girl didn't strike me as that. She had dark long locks, dark make-up and she was wearing dark jeans and a dark long-sleeved shirt.
I smiled. "I'm Troy by the way." I extended my hand which she had shook.
"I'm Gabriella. I should really be going now though." She blushed and walked away.
"It was nice meeting you!" I yelled after her and smiled.
I continued walking when I saw a group of guys sitting on a bench. I briefly looked at them, but continued.
"Hey, are you new? I haven't seen you around here." I looked where the voice was coming from. It was from an Afro-American boy. He had a buzz cut, but he had a little fauxhawk going on in the middle. He was dressed in khaki shorts, denim dress shirt and a pair of blue Vans
"Yeah, I moved here from New York. I'm Troy by the way." I decided to introduce myself. They seemed like nice guys.
"Oh shit, New York? Why the hell would you want to leave New York?" He asked.
"And aight. I'm Zeke. These are my boys Chad and Jason." They gave me a nod, but a friendly one. Chad was an Afro-American boy. He had a big afro. He was dressed in blue jeans, a white t-shirt and green/red Nike Dunk's. He also was holding a basketball. Jason had shaggy black hair. Dressed in a pair of black jeans, dress-up shirt and a pair of True Blue's.
"Believe me, I didn't want to leave. My dad's job's fault. It's annoying as fuck. I've been all over the place."
"Ah I see. So where are you planning on going to school?" Jason asked.
"Uh East High I think?"
"Oh you for real man? We go there too!" Jason said excited, I grinned.
"Anyways, we were about to play basketball. Wanna join us?" Zeke asked.
"Sure. Is there a basketball team at East High?" They got up and we headed to the basketball court, which was right behind the bench.
"Yeah bro. I'm captain." Chad said proudly.
"Ah yes, and since the captain is so good you we should let Jason team up with Chad." Zeke joked. Chad mumbled something and Jason didn't even notice any of it. It seemed that Jason was the weaker player.
"Are you any good?" Zeke asked.
"Yeah, I suppose. I've been playing since I was little." I replied.
"Ah I see. Hopefully you got mad skills." Zeke grinned.
"Alright. First to 30?" Chad asked. We all nodded and the game began.
Zeke and I ended up winning. At first Chad and Jason were at lead, but things quickly changed when I figured out Chad's movements.
"Maybe we should let Troy be captain." Zeke said, just to piss Chad off. I chuckled.
"You're really good though. You should definitely join the team." I smiled.
"I'll think about it."
"I think I should really go now though. It's almost dinner time, and if I'm not there my mom will kill me." I said.
"Alright man. It was nice meeting you. Hey, you got BBM?" Chad asked.
"Yeah, bro. What's your pin?" I asked. We all exchanged pins.
"Alright, see you at school." I smiled. We did our 'man hugs' and I headed home.
On my walk home my mind kept wandering off to that girl. Hopefully she goes to East High too.
"Hey Troy. Right on time for dinner! Where did you go?" My mom asked. Mom was already seated at the table. I sat down. It seemed that my dad had to work late again.
"I went to the park. I made some new friends and played basketball." I replied while I got some lasagna on my plate.
"Ah, I'm happy you already made some friends. Hopefully they go to East High too."
"They actually do." I replied while I ate the top cheese off my lasagna.
We finished our food and I helped her clean up. Although I loved my dad and I had a good relationship with him, I had a better one with my mom. She always helped me with the drama that went on in my life, or when I couldn't handle all the moving around. You could say I was a bit of a mama's boy.
I went up to my room. I had a pretty big room. I had a king-sized bed against the left wall, in the middle. A corner desk with a computer and laptop in the corner on the left side. 2 closets in the corner on the right side. In the other corner I had a couch with a Playstation 3 and Xbox, which of course was connected a big TV. The door on the right side of the room was the door to my walk-in closet. It was filled with shoes, caps, jewelry and clothes.
I decided to just webcam with one of my friends back in New York. I really missed them. I hope they'll be able to visit me soon. I added Chad, Jason and Zeke on Facebook. They had some crazy ass pictures on there. From what I saw on their Facebook, they partied every weekend. My kind of people, I smirked. I played some COD with my friends on my Xbox and called it a night.
Monday had finally arrived and I couldn't wait till it was Friday. My alarm went off at 7AM aka way too fucking early. I hopped in the shower, brushed my teeth and got dressed. Light blue jeans, white v-neck, dark brown rosary chain and a pair of gray Vans.
I went downstairs to eat my breakfast. Eggs and bacon, hell yeah.
"Do you want me to drop you off at school?" My mom asked.
"Depends, is my car here yet?" I asked.
"No, it'll be here tomorrow." I sighed. My car was suppose to be her 2 weeks ago, but it seemed something went wrong. We ate breakfast and I helped my mom clean up.
"Let's get going boy." My mom said. I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door, with my mom following.
In just 5 minutes we were in front of the school, alive. My mom drives like a maniac. I'll be happy when my car arrives.
"Do you want me to come with you?" She asked.
"Nah, I'm good."
"Alright, have fun!" She smiled and gave me a kiss on my cheek.
"Oh I'm sure I'll have a lot of fun." I said sarcastic. I smiled and got out the car. She honked and I waved.
"Here we go." I mumbled.
I observed the school while I walked to the entrance. It looked pretty decent. There were people all huddled together, all as different groups.
I felt a vibration in my pocket. I got out my phone and I saw a message from Zeke. It said; "Yo, you at school yet?" I responded with "Yeah man, I gotta head to the principal office first though." He replied with "Ah no worries. I'm in there right now. See you in a min, lmao." I messaged him back with "Lol aight bro." and put my phone back in my pocket.
I knocked on the principal door. I heard a woman voice yelling at someone before saying "Come in." I opened the door and closed it before I walked further the room.
"Ah my man. How's it going bro?" Zeke stood up from his chair and gave me a 'man-hug'.
"I'm good man, you?" I replied.
"Good, just got in a little bit of trouble." He grinned cheekily. I chuckled. I turned to the female that was yelling just a minute ago.
"Hello, I'm Troy Bolton. I moved here from New York." I said.
"Ah, I've got your transcript right here. The moment you walked in the door and conversed with Mr. Baylor here, I feared for the worst but it seems you've done quite well for yourself. We're happy to have you here, Mr. Bolton." She said with a smile.
"This are your classes. Mr. Baylor will guide you to your first class." She handed me my timetable and glared at Zeke. I chuckled. It seemed like he got in trouble a lot, or did something crazy.
We walked out the door and headed to our class, biology. It seemed like Zeke was pretty popular. Everyone in the hallway said hi or waved.
"So what did you do?" I asked.
"I let the mice in the lab escape." I chuckled. We walked into the biology class. I walked up to the teacher.
"Hello, I'm Troy Bolton. I'm new." I said.
"Ah I've heard great things about you. I'm Mr. Connor." He said with a genuine smile.
"Alright class, we've got a new student at East High. Introduce yourself."
"Uh, I'm Troy. I moved here from New York." I said. I've done a lot of times, but I never know what to say. I always get nervous.
"Tell us something more!" He said, excited.
"Uh.. I-" Before I could say something, Zeke cut me off.
"He beat Chad at b-ball the other day." Zeke chuckled and the class laughed. I don't think Chad appreciated it though.
"Man, fuck you." He said and he looked angry. I chuckled.
"No worries, we'll rematch soon." It seemed the teacher didn't like all the talking. He said I could sit next to Jason, so I did.
The class went by pretty fast. I actually enjoyed biology. I'm thinking of majoring it in college, but I'm not sure yet.
News traveled quick, because by 5th period everyone knew I was the new guy from New York.
I walked to the cafeteria with Zeke, Jason and Chad.
"Bro, you want to sit with us?" Jason asked.
"Of course he's going to sit with us." Zeke smiled. We walked to a table that already had a few people. I sat down next to Chad. I noticed everyone was looking at us.
"Yo guys, this is Troy. He's from New York." Zeke said to the people that were already seated.
"Aight Troy. This is Sharpay, Ryan, Taylor and Rocket." Chad said. I smiled.
"Nice to meet you all." They replied or nodded and smiled. Over lunch I got to know them all a little bit better. They've all been friends since kinder garden. Sharpay and Ryan are twins and lived 2 houses next to me. Rocket and Taylor have been together for over a year. Jason is half Italian. I also noticed Sharpay and Chad definitely have a thing for each other.
"So Sharpay, are you in a relationship?" I asked, just to see how they would react. I saw Chad glaring at me from the corner of my eye.
"Nope. You're really hot and all, I'm kind of crushing on someone right now." She replied with an apologetic look.
"There are a lot of girls that want to go out with you though. I've overheard basically every girl that they thought you were cute. Except those weird emo gothics of course." I chuckled.
"No worries." I smiled at her.
"Yo Troy, we need to talk." Chad said in a stern voice. We walked a little bit further so nobody could hear our conversation.
"What the fuck was that about? Are you into Sharpay?" He asked angry. I chuckled.
"Calm down bro, the fuck is wrong with you. I was just wondering how you'd react. You should ask her out man." I replied.
"What?" He looked very confused.
"You two be looking at each other every 30 seconds. It's pretty obvious. I'm hungry. I'm going back." I left him standing there confused.
"What was that about?" Taylor asked.
"Nothing. He was wondering if I uh like cheese." I said uncomfortably. She gave me a look and continued eating.
After lunch we had 2 more classes. It went by so fucking slow, it's was ridiculous. It all came to an end though, thankfully. We headed to the parking lot.
"Troy, you want to ride with us?" Ryan asked.
"Yeah, sure." I replied. I texted my mom she didn't have to come pick me up. I got in the car.
"So do you like East High?" Sharpay asked, unsure what she should say.
"Yeah, it's pretty dope. And Sharpay, I'm not into you. You're not my type. I just had to ask, to check something." I said with a smile. She smiled back, relieved.
"Okay good, because otherwise It'd be so awkward for me." I chuckled. The drive home was nice. We talked about a lot of stuff. They're really nice. They dropped me off and I headed inside.
"Hey mom, whaddup?" I asked as I took a bite in an apple.
"How was school? By the way, we have a barbeque tomorrow. A woman from work invited us. I heard you were you get off early tomorrow, so if you want, you can come." Usually, I wouldn't go, but something inside me told I should.
"Alright, I'll come."
Hopefully it sounded good lol. Just to clear this up, Troy, Zeke, Chad and Jason are basically hypebeasts. I've been Tumblin' and found all these Hypebeasts which gave me this idea. Also, Rocket isn't younger, he's the same age as the gang. I hope this isn't too short. On Word it felt so long, but on here it feels really short.