A/N: Hey everyone! Thanks so much for all of your reviews! You guys rock! OK. So I last left off with Sharpay and the whole text thing. This chapter may be kinda creepy, I wrote it at like 2 in the morning and I was in an evil mood. So…do you guys have any ideas about who the stalker is? I know, I know, I haven't quite given you a lot yet with them but, calm. It'll come soon enough. Here ya go! You lucky ducks!
Chapter 5: The 1st Call
That day I walked home with the group again. But this time, I was cautious of my surrounding and always checking behind me to see if someone was following me. I screamed when 3 people had walked behind me a couple of blocks away from my house. Ryan noticed, and then asked me, "Shar? Shar, what's wrong?" I snapped back into my senses and realized. I didn't want them to know about this, I mean, I may not be the "ice queen" anymore, but I still wanted to keep a tough exterior. I didn't want them to know that I was scared and freaking out. Especially if it was really no big deal.
"Shar?" I realized I hadn't responded to the previous question and then quickly stammered, "Oh, um…nothing Ryan." "Well then why are you acting so strange?" It was at this point that I realized everyone was looking at me with looks of concern on their faces. I usually would love this, the attention, but now I was just frightened. "Oh, it's just that I got tons of homework tonight so I'm kind of stressed out." "Oh well, if that's it, I could help you. You know I'm a whiz in math." I giggled. Ryan? Good at math? Yeah, right. But I took it as an opportunity to get out of this awkward conversation, and I quickly responded with, "Oh, really? Thanks, Ry." Then I flashed my signature smile. The smile that could cover any emotion, with a sugarcoated face of sincerity. We walked on and I was in total silence. I didn't want to risk getting cornered like that again. That was a close one.
We then got to our house and I was relieved not to find any type of package on the doorstep for me. Thank god. I walked into my house and took a seat on the sofa, grabbing the remote in the process. "Hey, Shar? I thought you had homework." I then remembered what I had said and responded with, "Oh, well, since it's the weekend, I figure I'll just do it on Saturday." "Oh well, OK then," Ryan said, walking up the wooden stairs to his room. I sunk into the sofa and flipped through the channels, and nothing good was on.
I turned off the TV and walked toward my bedroom. I flopped on my bed and before long I fell asleep. I woke up and it was pitch black in my once bright bedroom. I looked over at the digital clock on the bedside table. 4:00 AM. Wow, I would of thought they would at least have called me down for dinner. Oh well. I then heard my stomach grumble and I got up and headed downstairs. Once there, I walked to the fridge, and pulled out a plate covered in plastic wrap. I guess this was my dinner. I placed it in the microwave and set it to 3 minutes, it was at that time that I heard the loud sound of Avril Lavigne's "The Best Damn Thing" blast through my cell phone's speakers. I answered it in a now fully awake voice and said, "Hello?" Who would be calling me now? Then a deep voice came through and said, "A little hungry?" I looked around and then said, "Who is this? Ryan?" I heard the voice laugh a strange cackle.
"No. Guess again." I was now really scared, and responded, "Troy?" "Nope. Look out your window." I looked out the kitchen window and saw a large, tall figure standing in the middle of the road. I looked around the house and then turned back at the window. They were gone. "Hello?" I said, voice now weak and scared. They weren't there anymore. I looked behind me again and then grabbed my food, ran upstairs to my room, and turned on the TV, hoping to get rid of the terrible image stuck in my head.
Scared? I was, my mom came in and asked me to turn my music down and I almost had a heartattack. My sister, who was reading over my shoulder screamed. And we're 17. Yeah. Have any idea who it is yet? You'll find out soon. Remember: Reviews are LOVE!
Peace,
Maddie
