Chapter 25

Emmy felt sick as she called Troy. She needed him to pick up.

His phone was off. She tried Sharpay.

"Hello?"

"You have to get me out of here."

"Emmy?"

"Yeah."

"Where are you?" "I'm at that clinic you brought me to. They're starving me."

"WHAT?!"

"Please, just come get me!"

"Okay, Emmy. I'll leave right now."

Emmy hung up her phone. She leaned against the wall of the room.

It was completely silent…. Except for her stomach growling.

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Troy walked up to Velma. "Hi."

"Hey!"

"I've got something for you."

Troy took out the 'T' necklace and handed it to her.

"Troy! Thank you!"

Troy awkwardly leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.

"Let me guess, 'T' for Troy."

"Yeah."

Velma smiled. "I love it."

Troy nodded. "So, are you excited for the dance?"

"Yeah, I am."

"Me too."

Sharpay suddenly ran past them. She was clutching her phone.

"Sharpay, where are you going?" She quickly turned around and looked at Troy. "Anywhere but here, so I don't have to watch your yuck fest."

Troy looked at her. "Why are you running."

"I'm gonna go get a…. friend. A friend to both of us." She continued running.

"God. If she goes and gets Gabriella…."

"Who's Gabriella?" "Some girl I used to have something with but…. It's over."

Velma smiled. "Good."

Troy put his arm around Velma as they walked to class.

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Gabriella stopped at a gas station. She began to fill her car up with gas.

She waited as the tank filled up.

"Well, good. Serves the little bitch right."

Gabriella looked over to see a woman talking on the phone…. But it wasn't just any woman. It was Amy.

"So, she's there right now? And you have her in a room? Good."

Gabriella ducked behind her car as she listened.

"Well, I never enjoyed working with her. No, it's not Emma, it's Emmy."

Gabriella gasped.

"So, you're not feeding her anything? Good, she doesn't deserve food."

Gabriella clutched her foot.

"Yes, Emmy is a bitch. She a little, unpleasant, slut of a bitch."

Gabriella couldn't believe that Amy was saying this. Although it could be a different Emmy, they still couldn't starve the poor girl.

"Alright. Well, I'll talk to you later."

Gabriella stood up. "Were you talking about Emmy Bolton?"

Amy looked surprised. "Oh, Gabriella…. What are you doing here?" "I just came from Wisconsin. But, you do realize this is Oklahoma. What are you doing all the way out here?"

"Well, I'm on a trip…."

"And why are you starving Emmy?"

Amy frowned. "Keep your mouth shut. Be quiet, don't tell anybody about this…"

"I am not going to let you do this!"

"Well, what are you going to do about it?"

Gabriella frowned. She pulled out her phone. "I have my sources."

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Emmy bit her lip as she listened to her growling stomach. She hadn't eaten for a long time.

She felt weak.

Looking down at her knees. They were shaking.

She swallowed her saliva, trying to quench her thirst.

She put her hand on her head. She was sweating. The room was very hot.

It had been a while since she had called Sharpay.

She began to cry. She couldn't help it. She had nothing.

There was a knock on the door. She was too weak to get up. Besides, it was locked. She couldn't open it.

The knocking increased. She tried to say it was locked, but she couldn't even do that.

There were a couple of screams from outside. There was a lot of yelling. She closed her eyes as she shuddered.

There were some more noises coming from outside. She put her head on the ground.

She laid her whole body on the ground.

After a while, a light shown on her. The door had opened. She opened her eyes, but she couldn't tell who was standing there.

The person walked closer to her. She looked up.

"Come on. We're getting you out of here."

It was her uncle. Coach Bolton.