The next day, Cloe arrived earlier than she normally would have, only because she'd promised to meet Rachael. She walked up the stairs and through the huge doors. As she walked through the hallway to where her locker was, she had an odd feeling that someone was following her. She turned around, but no one was there. The school was full of very few people, as she was one of the first people there. She was very confused.
She turned around and kept walking. When she reached the hallway with her locker, she stopped and saw an all too familiar person waiting for her. It was none other than Ryan Evans. He was waiting alone and Cloe couldn't help, but wonder where Sharpay was. He smiled warmly. Cloe was very frustrated and about to cry, but decided not to.
She took a deep, shaky breath and continued walking to her locker. "Hey." Ryan said as she walked right by him, "So, have you found a place to sit at lunch yet?" "What do you want from me?" Cloe asked tired of his constant irritation and turned to him, "If it's money, I don't have any. If I did, I'd donate it to saving the whales! Just leave me alone! I don't want anything to do with whatever you and Sharpay are up to. So, just let me be." He stood there speechless as he watched her turn away from him, open her locker and start to grab some books.
"Hey, Angel!" Rachael called from behind them. "Angel?" Cloe turned to look at Rachael who had appeared at her locker. "Yeah, I worked on a name for you all night. Like it?" Rachael asked. "I do. In fact, I love it." Cloe responded. "Angel." Ryan said, "So, is that what they call you?" Cloe sighed and looked at Rachael, who shrugged and said, "It is now."
Cloe looked behind her and saw Sharpay walking in their direction. "Sharpay alert!" she told Rachael. "Oh, gotta go!" Rachael squeaked, "Um, good luck." "Right back at you Squeakers." Cloe replied watching her run in the opposite direction. "Squeakers?" Ryan raised an eyebrow. "Don't laugh, Drama Boy." Cloe stated quickly. She had just turned back to her locker when a hand with really sharp nails grabbed her shoulder and pulled her around.
She was facing Sharpay before she could blink. Sharpay tried to look behind Cloe, but feeling unsatisfied she just stood there pinning Cloe to the lockers by the shoulders. "Um…Sharpay. Are you…looking for something?" Cloe asked, then looked at Ryan who shrugged.
"Oh, don't be coy with me! Where's Squeakers?" Sharpay demanded. Cloe, spite of her fears, giggled and asked, "Who?" "Oh, you know who I'm talking about. And if you really were an angel, you'd tell me where she is." Sharpay intimidated. Cloe looked at Ryan and both pointed in opposite directions. "Oh, no mistake!" Sharpay screamed as she released her grip and walked away.
As soon as she was out of earshot, Cloe said, "She must have been the one following me this morning." "Could be." Ryan agreed. "So, if you're not part of Sharpay's plan to tackle the new kid, then why are you bothering me?" Cloe asked him. "Well, I really did mean that I would help you fit in properly here." Ryan admitted, "Don't feel bad. Sharpay picks on all new kids she doesn't like."
"What would you say she is? A drama queen?" Cloe asked. "That sounds about right." He responded, "I just hope your friend gets away safely." "If we don't see her by lunch, we'll know she got eaten." Cloe joked. "It's quite possible, actually." Ryan said, "Though, I'm not sure cannibalism is one of Sharpay's things." Cloe shook her head. "So, will I see you at lunch?" Ryan asked her, looking hopeful. Cloe closed her locker and looked at Ryan. "I'll be around." she said and walked away.
(A/N) Hey…again. This is chapter 2 (if you hadn't noticed, which I bet you did). How was it? A little bit of a cliffy, right? Let me know if you liked it. R&R!