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Suddenly a scuffling and screaming brought Chad back to his senses. The noise was coming from outside the door. He frowned. A second later another person dressed in all black appeared. Chad noticed this one didn't have a face mask on though. The man had some stubble on his chin and a mop of dark brown hair on his head. But that wasn't bothering him. What he was holding was.
It was Gabriella and Taylor. Both had their wrists tied and being dragged by their hair.
"Taylor!" Chad cried, almost at the same time as Sharpay yelled "Gaby!" They turned to look at them and Gabriella suddenly went deathly pale.
"TROY!"
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Where's My Boy?
"Where is he Jack, where is he? Where's my boy?" whispered a crying Hannah Bolton. They were standing outside the school, Jack having called Hannah half way though a meeting at her work. She had rushed to the school, driving as quickly as she could without breaking the limit.
When she got there she had broken down in her husband's arms, yelling for him to get Troy.
Hannah Bolton had never really felt safe leaving Troy on his own. She always felt as if she wasn't being a good parent to him. Since he was an only child, it was hard for them to not worry about him.
She had a photo on top of her computer at work of Troy, Jack and her. Troy was holding a basket ball under his arm and Jack had his arm around her neck. That picture was taken 4 years ago, and not once had she removed it from her computer. It was almost as if it was a part of her.
"I don't know"
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"This worthless smart arse means something to you?"
"Like hell he does" said Gabriella quietly
"He means a lot to all of us" Chad spat. It was his turn to turn protective and he moved in front of Sharpay.
"Let them go." He pleaded.
"Fine" the second man who was holding the two girls flung them onto the floor and Chad ran forward. He grabbed hold of Taylor's and Gabriella's arms and hauled them to their feet.
"Are you O.K?"
Instead of answering, Gabriella ran to Troy and rolled him over. She gasped at the large amount of blood on his face. Also at the pale and coldness of his skin.
"Troy baby, be O.K" she whispered. A laugh rang out from behind her.
"Baby?" another laugh "Aww, ickle didums wuvs the ickle basketball freak" he put on a sickly and high voice. Suddenly there was a glint in his eyes that told Gabriella that something very bad was going to happen.
"Here's an idea" he said, more to his colleague than anything else. He moved towards him and whispered something in his ear. Gabriella saw the first one grin.
"Move" he ordered to Gabriella. She didn't. "MOVE!" this time she quickly got up and scurried towards Chad, Sharpay and Taylor. Chad was holding Taylor and Sharpay stood behind.
The first one moved forwards towards Troy and grabbed a fistful of Troy's golden brown hair. He dragged Troy up and pulled him over to the door. He slammed open the door and put a gun against Troy's head.
"Nice meeting you all" and then he was gone.
"NO!" Taylor, Chad, Sharpay and Gabriella all screamed at the same time.
"Oh yes. I'm afraid you won't be seeing him for a while."
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As Troy slowly regained consciousness, all he was aware of was the throbbing pain in his head. He moaned and blinked, trying to get rid of the fogginess from his eyes. As the world came back into view, him was dimly aware that he was in a different room than before and Chad and Sharpay weren't there (He had been conscious when Gabriella and Taylor had been dragged in). He looked around and saw the first man sitting on a table with him back to Troy. He was also aware that he was on the phone and this is what he heard:
"We've got one ... yes ... O.K ... do I keep them alive? ... right ... bye..."
Troy's heart went into overdrive, do I keep them alive, rang in his head and he quickly squeezed his eyes shut as the other person turned round.
Then pain rushed to his senses as he was kicked in the stomach.
"I'm gonna have fun with you." The man once again put a gun to Troy's head and picked him up by his hair. He dragged him for what seemed, to Troy, a lifetime. Then Troy opened his eyes a fraction and realised they were at the front doors.
The man crashed through them and immediately yelled:
"Nobody move or I kill the boy!"
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It had been three hours since Hannah Bolton had arrived at East High and she hadn't stopped crying once. Suddenly a loud banging brought her to her senses. She whipped round but couldn't see anything through the crowd. Then something that chilled her to the bone was said.
"Nobody move or I kill the boy!" Kill the boy?
She pushed her way through the crowd until she got a clear view of the front doors. She nearly fainted. There was her boy, her only boy, with a gun to his head, blood covering his face and hi eyes were now open and the only thing filling them was terror.
"No!" she shrieked.
"Mom!" yelled Troy back. But that was a bad thing to do. Very bad.
In a flash, the man had lowered the gun and shot Troy in the leg. A blood-curdling scream rang out.
From her boy. Her baby boy.
