(A/N: The Evanescence song is called 'Lies', incase you were having a hard time finding it. You have to listen to it in order to picture the dance scene. Trust me, it's a good song! Also, the trailer I was talking about is on page 18 or 19 of the charlie pages.)

The audience had finally died down and were starting to sit down again as the principal stepped up to announce the next performance. Wonka sat down, still smiling, and two seats down a boy got up on his feet, scooting down along the rows of seats. He seemed to be in a hurry and Wonka leaned in as he rushed by, not thinking much of it, and eagerly awaited the end results.
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Reya heard the door to the girl's bathroom open and she was out of the dress and about to get out of her slip. Her makeup had been washed off, and she hoped she would have enough time to change and come back to hear who won. "That was quite the performance," said a voice, but it wasn't a girl's. Her blood froze and she stood perfectly still. She wanted to scream, or yell at the boy to get the heck out of there, but her words were caught in her throat. "You impressed everyone... except for me." She found her tongue and swallowed on the hard lump in her throat.
"Wh-who are you?" she stuttered.
"Me? I'm about the last person on earth you want to see right now. The emails I sent you... they must've scared you. Bring back any memories? I hope they did. I hope they brought back the pain, because now you get a taste of what I go through every day." She heard footsteps coming and saw a pair of worn out Nike sneekers standing two feet from the stall. Her body was shaking and she wished she had just waited till a lot later before coming in here to change... alone.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"What do I want? I want my sister back!" There was a bang and the door flew open. Reya screamed, but was cut short when a gun was pointed at her face. Standing in front of her was Tyler Chapman, Claire's older brother. He drew his arms up, revealing a gun, and he held it in front of her face.
"Sssh," he whispered. "Don't make a sound, stay silent like you did when she was dying"
"I didn't kill Claire," she said, close to breaking down into tears from fear.
"You kept a secret. You knew something was wrong and watched silently as she got worse. If you had told someone what had happened, she would still be alive"
"I know," said Reya, still shaking. "And I wish I had told someone. I wish I could take it back"
"Bullshit!" he shouted and she yelped. He grabbed her by the arm and yanked her out of the stall.
"What are you doing?" she cried. He slapped her violently.
"Getting even," he answered, and forced her out of the school at gunpoint.
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The principal stepped up on the stage with an envelope in his hands, and the audience started applauding. "First of all," he said, after they settled down. "I would like to say how proud I am of all of you who worked so hard on this. It has been a real honor seeing our students perform so well, so lets give them all a round of applause." The audience applauded and cheered loudly and he gave them a minute before speaking again. "Finally, the moment you've all been waiting for. The winner of tonight's talet show is..." He opened the envelope and read the card. "Reya Carmen, Jared Bueller, and Josh Gordon!" The audience stood and applauded, waiting for Reya and Jared to come out and accept their award, but no one came out. They waited, and finally Jared stepped out, alone and shook hands with the principal, smiling and the audience applauded briefly. He stepped up to the microphone and waited for them to quiet down.
"I'm not exactly sure where Reya is. She went to get out of her dress since she hates them with a passion-" there was scattered laughter. "-so I'll speak for both of us. We owe a big thanks to Josh for the great lighting, and Mrs. Sitreg for helping us put this whole thing togethere. And a huge thanks to Reya for comming up with this whole thing. Quite honestly none of this would have been possible without her. Thanks a lot everyone." There was a loud round of applause and he walked off. Wonka sat back, and looked over. The boy who had rushed out had not come back yet, and he had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. Standing up slowly, he slipped out of the audience and out of the auditorium. The girl's bathroom was across from there and he looked around.
"Reya?" he called. There was no answer and suddenly he heard a voice, a boy's voice talking angrily.
"C'mon!" he growled, and Wonka hid around a corner, watching carefully. A boy walked out of the girl's room with Reya in front of him, walking slowly and shaking from the sobs that were about to rack her. He had to squint, but he saw the gun in the boy's hand and felt all the color flee from his face. The boy led Reya away, and Wonka ran to the nearest payphone in the building, dialing 911 as fast as he could.
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"What are you going to do?" cried Reya, now sobbing openly. "Get down!" shouted Tyler as he threw her to the ground. Reya was trembling and looked up at the gun. "I tried to even the odds once, but it didn't work," he said angrily. "It wasn't enough"
"What are you talking about?" asked Reya.
"Don't talk!" he hissed and she sucked in her breath, tears spilling down her face. "Bet you miss your father, huh? Bet you nearly cry everytime someone mentions him. You know how it hurts when someone is taken away so suddenly." She looked up at him, slightly confused. "I had to make it even, so I was going to kill you. But when someone killed your father, I decided the score was settled. Now you would know what it's like. It's not over! I still feel the pain and it won't go away until you're dead"
Reya felt a surge of anger mixed with fear pass through her body, and she wanted to strangle him and run away from him at the same time. He stood staring at her as if he didn't give a rip about how she was feeling, and held the gun out in front of him. Any minute he could pull that trigger and it'd all be over. But what if it wasn't? What if he missed and left a large hole in her and she would lay there in extreme pain until someone found her or she died from bleeding too much.
The front door opened, and Reya felt a little relief come. Tyler didn't turn, but shouted, "Stay back!" Reya couldn't see who it was, but recognized the voice.
"Reya?" called out Wonka's voice, and she broke down.
"He's got a gun!" she shouted, and there came a loud blast.
Wonka stood still, unable to move, staring in front of him, waiting. He knew the boy had fired the gun, but he was waiting on Reya. C'mon, he thought to himself. Do something! Even though the time fram had only been a matter of seconds, it seemed like forever until he heard Reya scream. He closed his eyes and stood still. "The next one's going in her skull!" shouted Tyler. Reya's sobs resounding in the background.
"Why are you doing this?" he shouted.
"She's a murderer!" shouted Tyler. "She killed my sister!" Wonka thought for a minute, then looked up.
"Claire?" he called.
"She dead because of her"
"Claire's dead because of herself!" shouted Wonka. "Not Reya"
"Shut up!" shouted Tyler, but Wonka wouldn't. He knew this was not the time to play the coward. He had helped save Reya's life before, he wasn't going to pass the chance to do it again, not for all the chocolate in the world.
"What Claire did was out of anyone's control! It's no one's fault that she did what she did"
"I said shut up"
"I know what you're going through, young man." There was silence. Neither Reya nor Tyler knew how to respond. "When I was six my mother died. I blamed my dad for it, but it wasn't his fault"
"This is different! You don't know anything"
"You feel like you're bleeding. Like someone just ripped your heart out of your chest and ran it over with a car. You feel like there's no way you'll ever recover, but you will! Goodness, gracious! Don't throw away your life"
"Shut up or I'll kill her"
"No you won't! You don't have the nerve to, I daresay. If you kill her you will be locked away with nasty people who will eat you alive! If you do this, you can never take it back! It will follow you forever"
"I don't give a damn"
"Yes you do, otherwise you wouldn't be here." There was silence, save for Reya's sobbing from fear. "You're hurting enough. Don't make it worse, son." The boy's arms went down and Wonka breathed a sigh of relief. Tyler slowly turned and looked at Wonka menacingly.
"I am NOT your son!" he shouted and raised the gun at Wonka.
"NO!" screamed Reya, and before anyone could moved, red and blue lights flashed by and sirens screeched as the police showed up. Tyler stood, looking stunned, and Wonka stood, staring at the gun without showing a hint of fear in his eyes. Reya was on the verge of a meltdown, and sat there sobbing openly and shaking. The cops ran up and pointed their guns as Tyler. "Drop the gun!" they shouted. "Drop the gun!" Tyler dropped it and they ran up, forcing him to the ground and handcuffing him. Wonka ran over to Reya who was on all fours on the ground in her slip that looked ready to fall off. He took off his jacket and placed it on her shoulders, and she drew it tightly around herself.
"Are you alright?" he asked softly. His voice was so comforting, that she broke down and sobbed in his arms. He held her close and tight, knowing he couldn't let her go. She clung to him and he tried to calm her. Both of them were asked questions, but found themselves lucky enough not to be taken downtown for further interrogation. When the cops were done, Wonka walked up to her as she sat on the edge of the sidewalk and handed her her clothes. "Thought you might want these," he said softly. She took them, but didn't say anything. "Want me to take you home?" She shook her head.
"I don't want to go home or to the factory or stay here," she said, looking at him. "I want to get out of here until I'm ready to go home." She looked down, unable to cry. "After what just happened, I don't want to go home and pretend everything's the same. It's not. I'm still scared, and I don't want to go home and let my mom or sister try to help." He nodded as if he understood.
"I know where we can go," he said softly.
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