Chapter 13: A Plan Sets in Motion

Cloto: It's time for the story to close. I believe the last chapter shall be Chapter 15. We shall see won't we?

Troy groaned as the alarm clock went off Saturday morning. He slowly got up and wiped his face.

"Why did I get a job?" He thought to himself. Troy turned around and looked at Ryan, who was sleeping silently. "Bastard how does he sleep through the alarm?"

Troy slowly got up from the bed and went to take a shower. The water burned a little when Troy got in, but his body adjusted. Troy sighed as he began to clean himself and let the warm water relax him. He was still sore from the fight a few days ago. He winced as he rubbed soap on his ribs. He finished showering and looked at himself in the mirror. He twisted himself so he could some of the bruise on his back form when he hit the car. He dried off and put on some basketball shorts and a loose shirt. He walked out to his car and drove off to his new job. Coaching a little league basketball team was going to be a completely new experience for Troy. Today was the day where the kids were put into teams. Troy groaned at the thought of getting a group of kids to coach, especially if the kids did not get along. He arrived at the building where the try-outs were held. He got out his car and walked into the building. When he entered the gym he saw in the bleachers a bunch of loud children with their parents and some without. There was a small group of grown men and one woman huddle together talking. Troy figured the older people were the other coaches and started to walk over to the group. One of the older men saw Troy and held his hand out.

"Sorry, but the gym's closed for little league try-outs." The coach said.

"Oh I know," Troy replied, "I'm here because I'm one of the coaches."

The group all stared at him and Troy stared back. Troy quickly realized he was the only one dressed to look like he was about to play basketball. The other coaches all wore sweats or jeans. Troy noticed the women coach was in exercise pants, so she did not look as lazy as the others.

"Well since you're the other coach we can get started." One of the male coaches said.

One coach walked away and blew his whistle. He began talking to the kids in the bleachers to instruct them about what they were going to be doing. The children quickly lined up at the free throw line. One by one the children got to shoot three free throws. Troy noticed all the other coaches had clipboards and would write after each kid performed. Troy stood next to the female coach and watched the kids.

"Did you forget your clipboard?" The female coach asked.

Troy turned and looked at her. She stood watching the kids continue to do free throws. "Uh … no." Troy replied, "I didn't think I'd need one."

"Oh I see. My name's Janice by the way." She said.

"Oh, my name is Troy Bolton." Troy replied.

"Troy Bolton? Coach Bolton's kid?" Janice asked.

"You know my dad?" Troy replied.

"All coaches know each other." Janice replied.

"Oh I see." Troy said.

"Well Troy, I expect you to be my biggest competition this year. The rest of these guys don't really coach. They just stand there and watch the kids and make sure no one gets hurt and break up fights. You look like you're ready to join the kids and play with them." Janice said as she smiled.

"How else would you coach a bunch of kids? I mean in high school and in college the students should know how to play, but little kids probably have no clue about all the rules. Some of these kids don't even know the proper way to shoot the ball." Troy said.

Janice smiled at Troy, "That's why you're going to be my biggest competition. You'll actually coach them as kids."

Ryan woke up and noticed that Troy was gone. He smiled thinking about how work was going for Troy. Ryan never pictured Troy being able to take care of a bunch of kids without some direction. Ryan yawned and slowly got out of bed. He went into the kitchen and opened to pantry. No cereal. He opened the fridge. No milk. No eggs. No bacon. He opened the freezer. No waffles. Ryan groaned. There was no food in the house. Ryan slowly walked back to the bedroom and got ready for a trip to the grocery store. Ryan walked outside and realized all of the cars were gone. Ryan sighed. He began to walk down the sidewalk into town towards the grocery store.

Ryan arrived to the grocery store and began putting food into the cart. Ryan was deciding on what type of rice dinner to get when something hit his foot. Ryan looked down to notice a drink had rolled and hit his foot. A little girl followed shortly and picked the drink back up. She looked up at Ryan and stared.

"Zephie! There you are." A guy said. He walked over and grabbed the little girl's hand. "I hope she wasn't bothering you." He said.

Ryan looked at the guy and replied, "No she wasn't. We just met."

"Well that's good. Zephie how many times do I have to tell you not to walk away?" He said.

"Look Derek! I got Mountain Dew!" Zephie replied ecstatically.

"Zephie you're such a trip. Come on let's go. Umm it was nice meeting you." Derek said to Ryan.

"Nice meeting you too." Ryan replied.

"Derek! Ask him out!" Zephie exclaimed.

Derek froze and turned very red. "I'm sorry about her. Zephie I'm not asking him out. I already have a boyfriend."

Zephie crossed her arms and stomped away. Derek looked at Ryan, rolled his eyes and followed Zephie. Ryan giggled at the pair and wondered about how his future children will act. Ryan continued to grab food and eventually got to the check out isle. Ryan bought all the food needed and looked at all the bags he had and sighed furiously. He pulled out his cell phone he was forced to get by Troy and dialed Troy's number.

"Hello?" The voice on the other line rang.

"Hey Troy." Ryan said.

"Hey what's up?" Troy asked.

"How much longer are you going to be?" Ryan asked.

There was a pause and Troy answered, "A couple more hours why?"

"I'm stuck at the grocery store." Ryan replied.

"Oh well see if you can find someone else to come get you. Sorry baby." Troy apologized.

"It's ok. I'll see you when you get home." Ryan replied.

"Ok. Bye." Troy said.

"Bye." Ryan replied and hung up. He sighed furiously again.

"Need a ride?" Someone asked.

Ryan turned and saw Derek and Zephie. Ryan laughed a little and said "Yea."

"Oh. Where do you live?" Derek asked.

"I live over in Lakewood." Ryan replied.

"Oh that's not far form our house I'll give you a ride!" Derek smiled as he took Ryan's bags and walked off towards his car. Ryan grumbled at the situation and followed. Zephie walked up beside Ryan and started talking about a cartoon she had watched recently. Ryan just smiled at her as she continuously got her words mixed up. Ryan got in the car and Derek started the engine. The car ride wasn't as awkward as Ryan thought it would be. It turned out that Derek went to college and was home visiting his family. The both began discussing their boyfriends and making fun off their small little flaws that also made them cute. They arrived at Ryan's new home and Derek helped Ryan bring the groceries in. Ryan was putting up food when Derek was reading a note.

"Umm Ryan I think you should read this." Derek said as he handed over the note.

Ryan grabbed the note and read "Hello Queer. It's time you accepted your punishment. If you want to see your pretty boyfriend again I suggest you come to the house this all began in. Love, your sentencer." Ryan stood still for a few minutes without saying a word.

"Hey are you ok?" Derek asked.

Ryan looked up at Derek and glanced to the counter and saw Derek's keys. Ryan quickly got up grabbed the keys and ran out to the car. Derek didn't realize quick enough what just happened, and failed to stop Ryan from leaving the house. Ryan ran out to the car and started it as Derek ran out to try and stop him. Ryan quickly put the car in reverse and zoomed out of the driveway. He put the car in drive and took off as quickly as he could, leaving Derek in the yard watching stunned.

Ryan was going twenty over the speed limit hoping he would make it in time. He slowed and stopped when he arrived at the house where his father killed his mother. Where everything had began. Ryan got out of the car and ran up to the house. The house was currently not owned because of something about a ghost haunting the house. Ryan burst in through the door. The house was dark. Ryan slowly walked around preparing himself from an attack. There was no one in the house as Ryan searched. There was one room left, and it was Ryan's old room. Ryan slowly opened the door to his room. It was empty. Ryan walked in and slowly approached his closet. He flung the closet door open and jumped back. The closet was empty. Ryan let out a sigh of relief when suddenly something hit him from behind and flung him to the ground.

"Hello son. It's time to pass judgment."

Cloto: yay cliffhanger! Ok so I've decided there will be at least two more chapters, but no more than three. I happy of all you people who have been reading this even though I'm not a very good writer and it's taken me over two years to finish. I love you guys!