Discliame: I do not own High School Musical. If I did Ryan would have been shirtless in the movies.
Its set in everyones POV.
RYAN'S POV.
I looked over my shoulder at her one more time and I knew that she had finally come to terms with losing Troy to Gabriella; that they
had become friends. It made me happy, but I also felt kind of lost without her right beside me. As I made my way over to the the guys
(which was made up of Troy, Chad, Zeke, and Jason) I could see that they had started a two on two basketball game. I sat down on
the bench waiting for them to finish, but when they did they went right into another one. About half way through they called a five
minute break.
"You have to show me that move. That was so awesome," Troy said to Chad. "Hey Ryan," he said just noticing me, "How's it
going?"
"Fine, Sharpay's hanging out with the girls so I thought I'd see what you guys were doing."
"Well we were just playing some ball, and we already started a game," Chad said, "but you can be in the next one," he said hurridly.
"That sounds great." 'I know I'm grinning like a fool but I don't care, I've never been asked to play basketball before'.
They started playing again and I was getting ready to get and join them after they finished, when Chad said he wanted a rematch.
"Come on best 2 out of 3, we beat once we can beat you again. Right Jason?" He said tossing the ball to Troy.
"Ok, but I don't see how losing twice is going to be any better," Troy said grinning as he dribbled the ball passed Chad and made
a 3 point shot.
I stopped, half way through standing up, and sat back down. 'I guess I can wait a little longer, its just one more game and its not l
ike they forgot on purpose'.
I waited for what seemed like hours but a look at my watch told me that only fourty minutes had passed. They had gone through
three more games and were now starting a fourth, when I got up. I went over to see what my sister was doing; she and the girls
were getting their nails done, talking, and laughing. I sighed, shoved my hands in my pockets and started walking down the road,
kicking at rocks along the way. I had been walking for about a half an hour when I heard a car pull up
behind me and leave on their headlights. Thinking it was my sister or the guys, I turned around, squinting against the bright light
trying to see who it was. The doors opened and three people got out and started walking toward me. They stayed in the middle of the
light so they couldn't be seen easily. They were eight feet from me when I realized that they weren't my friends.
DRIVER'S POV.
'This is going to be fun. We got an easy one this time. Look at him at he's trembling, what a wimp. All we have to do is get him,
collect the money, and dump his body. Too bad we can't kill him right away, but hs parents are going to went to talk to him before
they give me any money. They might even want to talk to him right before the drop-off. Well, no biggie, the only problem will be
keeping my men from killing him until then. Even if they do kill him before every thing's ready we'll just go with Plan B like always.'
RYAN'S POV.
I could feel my whole body shake as they got closer. I saw that they all had guns and one of them was carrying a rope and some
duct tape. I tried to ran; I made it ten feet before I felt hands grabbing me, pulling me to the ground. I lay, curled in a ball, trying
to protect my head and stomach as they started beating me, it didn't help. The pain was unbearable, I was screaming but they
wouldn't stop. I don't know how long it lasted at least ten minutes I think. Just constint kicks, punches, and being picked up and
thrown back down. I almost passed out a couple times but somehow managed to hold on, until one of them pulled out brass
knuckles and started punching
me in the head with them. It took three or four hits, my body went limp and I felt my mind start to fade. The last thought I had was
that I would never see my parents, my sister, or my new friends ever again.