The Radio

Ryan smiled, he was reading Sharpays letter she had sent him. It had been over two weeks since they had last spoken on the phone, she was really busy with her new video and had been working at least 12 hours a day. In it she had enclosed a newspaper article done on her and Richards relationship, he was laughing because it seemed Sharpay/Ashley had never really wanted him there in the first place, she was always seen walking away from him or pulling her hand away. The thought made him glad Ryan knew Zeke was getting out soon, he hadn't told her that and he knew that thought would stop her from coming home, he didn't want that. He was walking down to the post office to post his own letter to Sharpay, and reading hers with a smile on his face.

"Ryan!" Came a voice from behind him, someone grabbed his shoulder and he stuffed Sharpays letter into his pocket on impulse. Then hid the address of the letter he was sending. He turned and faced Troy.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"Have you heard from her at all?" Troy asked, the desperation was written all over his face.

"No...sorry bro." Ryan lied, he felt bad lying but it had be done.

Troy paused, "Who's the letter to?"

"My mom." Ryan lied again.

"Oh really?" Troy asked and moved Ryans hand away suspiciously to see the address.

Miss A Tisdale
23 Maida Vale
Maida Vale Place
London
England
UK

"Told you." Ryan said.

"Tisdale?"

"She got married." Ryan nodded. There was another pause as both boys looked at eachother. "Well better go!" Ryan said and before Troy could say anything else he was sprinting down the street. Troy watched him to go and raised one eyebrow.

"Ashley Michelle Tisdale you did it!!!!" Shrieked her manager Luke. She was smiling and hugged the Richard Fleeshmann look-a-like. They had just finished filming her fifth video, it had taken two weeks about of 12 hours every day due to the streneous dance workouts and the kind of light they needed to shoot certain scenes. There had been a little bit of travelling too, they had to go to a beach and then be in the middle of London, so it had taken a while.

"I know!" She squealed happily and hugged Luke who hugged her bag, he managed several other British female singers but always said he believed Ashley was different.

"Now what are your plans for your next step?" Luka asked her and she stepped away shyly.

"Well..." She said with a smile.

"What is it?" Luke asked, she had taken Britain by storm and he knew she was capable of anything.

"I want to go to America. See if I can make it there."

Luke smiled, he had been trying to convinca Ashley to do that for a month now. "Thank god!!!" He exclaimed and lifted her into the air, he spun her round, she laughed as he put her down.

"Yeah, my brother and I were talking and I think it would be a good idea to go home." She said slowly.

"Ashley...where exactly is home?" He asked.

"Alberquerque..." She said, raising one eyebrow, "Why?"

"Well its just...when I said go to America, I meant New York, LA, you know...Hollywood." luke explained.

"Oh..." Ashley looked at the ground, obviously disappointed. "Well hang on a second, I'll call my brother." She turned around, took out her phone and dialled Ryans number, she assumed it would only be around 1pm there since it was 9pm where she was.

It rang twice before he picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Ry.

"Oh hey Sha-Ash!" Ryan cringed, correcting his mistake quickly.

"Hey. Listen, I spoke to my manager about coming home."

"Yeah? And?" He asked quickly, excited.

"It would be New York. Or LA." She said regretfully.

"Oh but thats not a problem! I'd get a flight, come see you."

"Really?!"

"Of course!"

"Okay well then I'll get it arranged."

"Okay, laters."

"Speak soon."

With that she hung up and turned back to Luke with a smile on her face.

"Well?" Luke asked.

"He said he'd fly up and see me." She stated.

"LA here we come!" Luke said and Ashley squealed, she couldn't believe this was really happening. She was going home, back to America where she had lived, loved and she would be able to here their familiar accents again, and maybe it was a good idea not t go to Alberquerque. That way she wouldn't risk running into Troy, Chad, or even worse, Zeke. She shook her head, Zeke was in Juvenile Detention, wasn't he? She realised she had no idea when he would be getting out, it couldn't be terribly far away. It had been five years after all. Ashley shook her head, that was not going to bother her, she didn't care.

Troy sighed and sat in his car, closing the door behind him he turned on the radio, the male presenter seemed fairly happy. It had been a week since he last spoke to Ryan and yesterday when he had been packing a suitcase into his car and had quickly driven off. Troy was confused, Ryan had been so secretive in the last five years and he didn't understand it. Suddenly the male presenter boomed out at the end of a song.

"And now we have a brand new singer, live in the studio and all the way from London! Her name, Miss Ashley Tisdale ahd she's gonna be singing her new song Kiss the Girl!" There was a slight cheering.

"There you see her..
Sitting there across the way..."

Troy sat up straight, in alarm. It was Sharpay, it had to be Sharpay. It sounded just like her and coincidences like that just don't happen every day. His mind set to work, slowly piecing things together. Sharpay and Ryans mother had left and moved to London, married a guy with a surname of Tisdale. Ryans letter, Miss ATisdale he had been sending it to London. He had been sending a letter to Sharpay who naturally must have fled to her mothers and taken on a new identity. Troy gasped. He had worked it out.