Realize: By ampy009

Chapter 4: The Call That Changed Just About Everything

Troy's Perspective

"What did you hear, baby?"

"She was on the phone. Someone claiming that she's her baby!"

Gabriella pointed to the baby that we have cherished and protected.

She started to cry, and then she looked up at me.

"What are we... Gonna do?"

"I promise that everything will turn out okay." I pulled her into a hug, while starting to worry myself. I knew I had to stay strong.

Later that day. New York.

(Sharpay's Perspective)

"It's really not that simple, Ryan."

"Shar, it's not complicated, either."

"Can we just board the plane, and get back to New Mexico? I miss my friends."

"Fine. Do you have the bag that you're going to board with?"

"Yeah, it's right there. Turn your phone on airplane mode."

"I know, I know."

We walked toward the boarding station, as we started chattering away.

"I can't wait to tell Gabriella that I got accepted into national dance club. I'm gonna be a dance instructor, Ryan! This is so amazing."

"I really don't understand why auditions were out here, when you'd just have to fly back to New Mexico to actually work."

"I know."

"How much are you getting paid?"

"Uh, 21 dollars an hour, I think."

"I think the producer said 25."

"That's a lot of money. I don't think he'd throw all that away."

"A lot of money? Compared to the money that our parents have, this guy's being cheap."

We sat in our assigned seats, which were next to each other. We put on our seat belts, and I pulled out my iPhone, and started playing music. Ryan grabbed his Macbook, and starting typing a college term paper that was due after this spring break. It looked like Ryan was typing a paper on missing children, what we can do to help, and how to prevent it. I didn't know if the statistics were real, but they seemed pretty accurate to me. I pulled out my headphones, and put my phone in sleep mode.

"Ryan, do you remember when that mysterious man came to our hotel room while we were still in New York? And he knocked on the door, had a bloody knife in his hand, and threatened us?

"Yeah, I think so. That was really freaky."

"Yeah, well he is on this plane."

"Sharpay, you can't fool around with that stuff."

"Ryan, he's coming towards us! What if his seat is next to us? Why does he want to go to New Mexico anyway!?"

"Sharpay, you need to calm down. Everything is going to be okay, and you know that, don't you?"

"Ryan... What is sticking out of his pocket?"

My heart started pounding. I felt nauseous. God, help me.

"It looks like a knife. Come on, Sharpay, let's get out of here!"

We ran to the front of the plane as fast as we could. Oh, no. Oh, no.

"Sorry ma'am, but we can't let you exit the plane. We're getting ready to take off. I'm sorry, but you're too late."

"No, you don't understand! There's a man with a bloody knife back there!"

"Come on, kids. You shouldn't play jokes like that. Now sit down, before I call security."

We went back to our seats, only to see that he was sitting right next to the window. Great. A whole ride back home with a psychopathic murderer that wants to kill me and Ryan. Ryan went in first, sitting next to the man. He gave us an evil grin. He's the one that spoke first.

"So, I saw you last night." I basically was begging to myself. Ryan, don't reply. Please...

"Really? Where?"

"Well you couldn't see me. But I could see you."

"Come on man, stop fooling around. This shit isn't funny."

"Oh, it's funny to me. I was outside your window, Sharpay. I liked it when you undressed yourself, and then got into the shower."

"You pervert!" This is when everyone stared, I cried, and Ryan punched that man in the face.

About five minutes later, we landed. We called a limo, and rode home. Then we went to visit Gabriella and Troy. "Gosh, Ryan, I miss her so much..."

We entered their house.

"You little slut! Let go of my baby!"