'Miss us, Bolton?'

The team looked in recognition at the three standing in the doorway. Gabriella was pushed to the back of the crowd.

'Daniel. James. Eric.' Troy said, never letting go of his girlfriend's hand.

'What are you doing here?' Chad asked.

'Well, you remember before Christmas, you didn't let on the team…' Daniel started.

'We want revenge…' James carried on.

'So now…' Eric said, holding up his gun.

'Whoa, whoa, whoa!' Troy said, putting his hands up. 'Can't we talk about this?' he said, trembling slightly.

Eric rolled his eyes. 'What's there to talk about?' he said, lowering his gun slightly.

'Why? Just because we didn't want you on the team doesn't mean you have to shoot us.'

Jack looked at Gabriella. 'Side door. Leads to the inside of the school.' He whispered.

She nodded slightly. She squeezed Troy's hand. Chad looked at her. 'Side door.' She mouthed.

He took the hint and the whole team soon knew what to do.

'We want to shoot you because if we had got on to the team, we would have been popular. We didn't, so now we're unpopular. You did that, Bolton.'

Chad pointed towards the door they had come through. 'Hey, look! Teacher!' he whispered loud enough for the boys to hear.

Two looked round but one stayed. The group took their chance. 'Go!' Jack whispered.

They all ran out the side door. Daniel, the one who hadn't turned around, started shooting randomly at them.

One bullet hit the wall, one smashed the glass on the door and one skidded past Jack's elbow. Then all three started running after them.

'Drama room.' Gabriella said, as they ran down the corridor. They all hurried into the drama room and Sharpay and Kelsi looked up.

'What the hell?' Sharpay asked.

'There are 3 maniacs in the building. They're following us. Just hide.' Chad said, running behind some tables and turning them upside down.

'What? Maniacs?' Kelsi said, confused.

'One word. Guns.' Zeke said.

More gunshots went off outside. 'Oh God.' Troy gulped.

They all hid behind upturned tables as the door banged open. The boys laughed. 'You can't hide, Troy!'

Ryan came out from behind a curtain. 'Shar, I can't find the…' he trailed off, seeing the armed boys.

James shot at him and Ryan fell. Sharpay and Gabriella both started to scream and Troy put a hand on each of their mouths. 'Nobody else say anything or I'll run out of hands.' He whispered quietly.

'Let's go outside and wait. They'll have to come out sometime.' James said, holding his gun up, ready to shoot. They all went outside and Troy let go of the girls. They both ran over to Ryan.

'Ry?' Sharpay asked quietly.

Ryan opened his eyes. 'I'll be fine.' He answered weakly.

He looked down at his stomach. 'It only skimmed me.'

Gabriella stood up. 'There's got to be loads of people in school still. What about them?'

Troy looked around. 'Wait, where's my dad?'

Jack Bolton had run outside the building. He whipped out his cell phone, calling with shaky fingers 9-1-1.

After that, he called his wife.

'Hello?'

'Lucille.'

She noticed the panic in his voice. 'Jack? What's the matter? Has something happened to Troy?'

'No, not yet. Lucille, there's 3 shooters at East High. I'm outside, but Troy might not be so lucky. He and all his friends are in there. Luce, what do I do?'

'Oh my God. Oh my God. Um…okay…just stay outside. Have you called the police?'

'Yes. They're on their way.'

'Okay, so just don't go in. Wait for the police.'

'Okay. I'll call if I know anything. Bye.'

Jack snapped his cell shut, wishing for the safety of his son.

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