Thanks for the reviews! Over a hundred, wow! Well, I know you're all look forward to reading this chapter, I hope this chapter answers some of your questions. Here is Chapter 11!
"Way to go, Mack," Troy said groaning. Coach Bolton was laughing at the expression on his son's face as the doctor's stopped the long, never ending noise.
"Sorry."
After his laughter subsided, he could see that Troy needed sleep. "Mack, why don't you come with me. I need to call you're mother." Troy whispered something in Mack's ear and she rolled her eyes, before mouthing 'of course, how could I not send her in?' Jack grabbed her hand and slowly led her out of the room, so she didn't trip and do something harmful to Troy. Once they were out of Troy's room, they parted, Mack going right and Jack going left.
"Mack, what happened in there?" Mack turned at the frantic voice. Chad was running toward her. "I saw doctors. Is he alright?"
"He's fine, I tripped over the cord, and the heart monitor got all messed up." She smiled as Chad's face relaxed. "What, did you think he died or something?"
"Well..."
"Chad, he'll be fine," she told him in a confident voice.
"When is he being discharged?" Ryan asked, walking up with Jason and Zeke.
"We don't know. He has to be 'carefully watched' for 24 hours, and then he has to take a test to see if they can diagnose anything. He can't eat for 4-6 hours before the test, so they're doing it tomorrow. He'll be out by... Saturday maybe? When does your tournament start?"
"Monday, but we have to catch our flight on Sunday," Zeke said. The team was doing math on their fingers to see if Troy could be able to make it.
"It should be nothing guys, he seems healthy and his machines weren't going all crazy or anything. I'm sure he'll be able to play." Mack said all of this with a fake smile on her face. She doubted her mom was going to let Troy leave the couch all vacation, let alone travel to go play basketball in the vacation tournament.
She walked away from the team and over to the girls who were chatting with Calum. Mack smiled seeing him. She walked to Gabriella, "Troy wants to see you."
"He's awake? Then what was all the commotion down there for?" Sharpay asked.
"Troy was fine the whole time. It was all my fault actually." At the end of her story, everyone in the circle was laughing at Mack's klutziness, because anyone who knew her knew she wasn't normally klutzy. Gabriella stood up and walked down the hall to Troy's room. Taylor and Sharpay sent each other a look before going over to talk to the boys- Chad looked about ready to kill the next person that walked by.
Mack and Calum stood up and walked down the hall. "So, how did you get out, it's about dinner time right?" Mack asked. Calum shrugged. "Dinner wasn't exactly the best. Cam found out... about everything."
"How?"
"Apparently, Adam called Cam this morning. My whole family looked about ready to attack when they found out I missed practices." He laughed, "you should have seen their faces when they found out about you."
Mack stopped walking and looked Calum right in the face. "You're not telling me everything."
Calum smiled, she could read like a book. "They weren't as mad about me skipping when I told them I wanted to be a wildcat instead of a knight."
"You want to go to East High?"
"I have for a long time, you just made the choice a lot easier."
"I'm glad your not just going because of me, but tell me the truth. What are the other reasons?"
Calum sighed. "I guess...I just wanted to get out of my brother's shadow. It's always 'you're Cam Boucher's little brother, he was my favorite student!' Sometimes, I just want to be 'that kid.' My life was already planned out if I went to West High. I would get good grades, play basketball and get a scholarship to Stanford." He took a deep breath, "everything my brother did first. It'll be rough at East High because Cam's my brother, but I'll make it, as long as I'm happy."
"Why don't you tell your parents what you just told me?"
"Mack, you don't understand, and you never will." Calum leaned against the wall. "Because your parents want you to be happy. I mean, look at Troy, he's in the musical. If my brother wanted to be in the musical, he'd have to kill my parents first. They've brainwashed us from the beginning to play basketball, get good grades," he looked away from her as he said what came next, "and hate any Bolton we so happen to meet, which inevitably means: attending West High for four long years."
After a long pause, Mack broke the silence. "Why do parents hate mine so much?"
"I don't know, they don't go into detail. All they've told us was that your dad did something and we should hate you and your family for it. It doesn't make sense, but that's the way my parents are."
Mack grabbed Calum's hand and squeezed it, "I'll always be here for you."
"Be careful, Cam will probably be making an appearance sometime in the next few days. Keep an eye out, and if you see him, run or call me, but do not stay where he can get you. He'll come after you to get to me."
"I'll get Troy's cellphone from him, as he wont be needing it. Do you have one?"
Calum pulled one out of his pocket. "For emergencies only," he said winking, before scribbling down his number on a gum rapper he found in his pocket. Suddenly his phone started to ring. Mack nodded for him to answer it. "Hello?"
The elevator opened and Cam jumped out, cellphone in hand, "found ya."
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