His Passions
By: lol925
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own High School Musical.
Dedicated: To my readers, reviewers, friends, and Rachael for her help in the ideas for my story.
A/n: I decided to finally update! This has been sitting in my notebook, but I haven't had time to type it. I'd like to say thanks to my one reviewer, you rock girl! I'm not going to stop updating like other authors, because they don't have reviews, since I have a bunch of people who have me under alerts and favorites, so thank you for reading. I would just like to warn you that this chapter is very unrealistic. If you get confused, I would be happy to clarify things.
"Eva does Tim have a lot of security guards? Is it going to hard to get in?" Zeke asked. We had parked the car in a discrete place, so no one would see it.
"Tim isn't usually concerned with security outside, but inside is another story. He probably has an army guarding his invention," Eva replied.
"We're going to have to think on our feet and starting with how do we get in?" I said.
"How about we use the door? We are wasting time here, we need to save Mrs. Evans!" declared Jason. Taylor rolled her eyes, but we all followed Jason. We started crouching and made our way to the door without being seen from a window. The warehouse seemed a lot bigger up close.
Taylor turned the doorknob and it was locked. "The door is locked. That a big surprise," she remarked sarcastically.
"I have a solution. (This is unrealistic, but I didn't know how to get them in, so yeah.) When I was eight, I wanted to be a detective, so my Uncle Corbin got me one of those keys that open any lock," Chad said.
"Oh, that's how you managed to lock me in the supply closet in 5th grade!" Taylor muttered disgustedly.
"I know, no one found you for hours! Anyway let me open the door," Chad said smirking as he opened the door.
We sneaked in quietly. The inside was much nicer than the dreary outside. We heard footsteps coming near and tried to hide, but there was no place to go. We tried blending in with the wall in a dark corner and prayed no one would see us
"Hey Peter, have you seen Tim? I was wondering where he put the hostage," Steve, one of Tim's henchman, said.
"I wouldn't go find Tim. He is a bit stressed, since his invention is being tested today. The hostage is in the empty room," Peter replied.
"Aren't most of the rooms empty?" Steve asked.
"Yeah, but that's its title. The room is by the metal room. Andy and Nick are guarding the door," Peter said and they both walked away. We kept our distance and followed Steve. When he stopped, we snuck into a room. He walked up to two large men.
"She, been giving you trouble? If she is the boss is not going to be happy," he said to them. They shook their heads no. Steve then walked off. I stopped peeking through the door and shut it.
"I know how to save my mom," Ryan whispered. He walked out the door and our eyes bulged with awe at his boldness. We hovered by the door and watched him.
"Is the hostage in there?" Ryan asked.
"Yes, and who are you? You seem a bit young," Nick, questioned suspiciously.
"For your information, I'm 23, and I'm new here. Tim wants you to go to him. I am going to guard the door," responded Ryan fiercely. The two men shrugged and walked away.
"Come on guys the coast is clear!" Ryan informed. We snuck out and opened the door.
"Mom, it is so good to see you!" Ryan and Sharpay said pouncing on their mom.
"Are you all right? I thought I'd never see you again!" she exclaimed. They engulfed each other in a group hug and it was really touching.
"Sorry, to break up this little love fest, but we need to get your mom to safety and we need to stop a test," Jason apologetically announced as he tapped his watch.
"We should probably get her to the car," I suggested.
No one remembered how to get back to the entrance except for Kelsi, so we followed her lead. We almost got caught twice, but we managed to get into hiding in the nick of time.
When we got to the entryway, we told Mrs. Evans where the car was let her go.
"Be careful kids, I'll be waiting for you," Mrs. Evans said. When she left we went back to our corner to think.
"How are we going to get into the room with the time machine without getting caught?" Kelsi asked.
"Well, the day I destroyed the cloning machine I traveled through the vents. Have you ever seen the Suite Life of Zack and Cody? I did it just like them," Eva whispered.
"Wow, where is the vent?" Zeke questioned.
"Follow me quickly," Eva murmured. Silently we followed her and prayed no one would see us. "I hope we can fit in this thing. The last time I crawled through this vent I was 14 and I've always been small for my age," Eva explained.
We all slowly climbed in. If any of us were claustrophobic, we would have passed out. It was a long and steady crawl. At one point, we met a rat and all the girls almost screamed. We quickly put out hands over their mouths.
Finally, we reached the end of the passage and we saw Tim making a speech.
"This is the day men. All of our hard work will now go into action. The operation of this machine is quite complex. You must give as many details as you know into the machine about where you want to go. Then, you press this series of buttons. I do not intend to use this technology for merely observing history. I will change it, so that we are the ultimate rulers! I will now give you a demonstration," Tim announced.
"No, why don't I demonstrate!" I yelled. The vent opening was loose, so I pushed it off, jumped down, and ran faster than I'd ever run in my life.
"The winter of 1994, Albuquerque, New Mexico, at Emily Bolton's Peter Pan play," I stated to the machine. I started to press the buttons Tim had showed.
"Stop standing there like a bunch of fools and seize him!" Tim screamed.
"Troy don't do it," my friends yelled, but I ignored everyone. Suddenly, I was lurching back in time and my knees went weak.
I found myself in a small theater with a full audience. I spotted my parents in the front row. No one seemed to notice that a teenage boy had dropped in from the middle of nowhere. I walked up to my mom and tapped her shoulder, but she ignored me. I waved my hand in front of my dad's face, but he ignored me too.
It was coming to the deathly seen. I got onto the stage and went to a side wing. I saw Emily and a young boy about to be harnessed up. I ran up to Emily and grabbed her hand. I started to pull her away. Surprisingly, she came with me, but she was still next to the boy. There were two of her as if she was duplicated. She looked at me.
"Troy, you can't change the past, but you can change the future. Take me home with you," Emily whispered. The duplicate Emily and I walked off the stage and we still weren't noticed.
I operated the machine and together we went back. Again, I found myself in the warehouse this time with a fully-grown Emily Bolton.
"It worked!" Tim gleefully announced forgetting his rage for a moment.
"Sir, put your hands in the air. You are under arrest," barked a police officer. My friends who had come out from the vent and I were shocked, but extremely grateful.
Mrs. Evans appeared from the mob of police officers entering the room. "Since, you kids were in there so long I called the police and I think that was a good thing," she said.
"How did you escape? This is not going according to plan," muttered Tim as the police officer handcuffed him.
Everyone besides Emily and me ran over to Mrs. Evans as the bad guys were being taken away.
"I'm sorry that I forgot," I stuttered to Emily. She seemed to understand.
"We all forget sometimes and we just need to be reminded," Emily said as she lifted up my chin.
After some time we went back home in a police car. Eva decided to crash at our place, because her parents still knew noting about this. I told the officer that Emily and Eva were my twin sisters so I could avoid explanations.
I took out my key and opened the door with Eva and Emily in tow.
"Troy, I've been worried sick about you! Where have you been? I wasn't sure whether you were alive or dead!" Mrs. Bolton cried.
I took Emily's hand and brought her out of the shadows. "Mom, dad this is Emily Bolton," I murmured. My mom and dad started weeping with joy.
"I don't know how, but I don't care. My little girl is with me again! I feel like I'm dreaming," whispered. Mrs. Bolton.
"I'm real mom," she replied as they hugged each other like they could never let go.
Then I pulled Eva from the shadows.
"Mom, dad I would now like you to meet the model, and you daughter's clone, Eva Balten. Can she crash here for the night?" I stated.
"My parents just gaped at the three of us in pure shock.
All of a sudden my mom fainted.
I hope you enjoyed that chapter. You might be wondering how when Emily came back she was an adult and when Troy traveled back, he wasn't a little kid. Well, I made it so if you go backward in time you stay the same age, but if you come from the past to the present, you have to be the age you would be. Please leave a review with comments, questions, or suggestions, and I'll try to update soon. Also, I think there will be only one more chapter and possibly an epilogue, but I'm not sure yet.