In Rachael's room, the three were reading through some of the letters from inside the chest. "These letters just seem to cut off with the lamp." Rachael was saying. "I know." Ryan agreed, "It just doesn't seem to make sense." The three sighed. "There has to be an answer." Cloe urged.
Rachael was sitting in front of the chest with her knees up to her chin. She was reading the huge pile of letters over for the sixth time. Cloe was lying on Rachael's bed on her stomach; reading the letters over Rachael's shoulder. Ryan was lying on the floor on his back, throwing a rubber ball up in the air and catching it as it came back down.
"Maybe there's another letter in the chest that we haven't checked yet." Cloe suggested. "I've already checked." Rachael told them. "Maybe we should ask your mom." Ryan attempted. "I can't!" Rachael almost screamed as she jumped up, "For one, my mom left after she dropped us off. And second, I don't want her to know that I've been looking through her stuff!" "Sorry, but I'd ask my mom if she wasn't so busy." Ryan apologized, sitting up.
"Lets rub the lamp now." Cloe begged Rachael, "You promised!" "Fine." She answered. Ryan got up and sat on the bed next to Cloe. "Finally." Cloe breathed satisfied. Rachael grabbed the lamp from off her side table. Then, she sat down on the bed at Cloe's other side. Cloe decided to sit up properly to make room.
"Well, we better make this quick." Ryan said. "Rub it." Cloe urged Rachael, who gulped. The three looked at the lamp and Rachael steadied herself. "1…2…3!" she said and rubbed the lamp. For a moment Rachael's hands shook as she tried not to drop the lamp. Then, a magical glow surrounded it. There was a cloud of magical smoof and a loud crackling.
There was a blinding light and the three closed their eyes. Rachael let go of the lamp and the three were thrown back on the bed. The lamp landed on Cloe's stomach. When it was all over, everything was quiet. Someone or something was poking Cloe's cheek.
She opened her eyes wide and screamed. "What?" Rachael and Ryan asked as they opened their eyes, sitting up straight. Rachael 'eeped' louder than Cloe had screamed. Cloe grabbed Ryan and they stared in shock at what, or who, was floating in front of them.
"It's Zac Efron!" Rachael squeaked. "Could you lower your voice?" the genie said, "That high pitched sound you're making hurts my ears." Cloe sat there with her arms wrapped tightly around a very confused Ryan.
"How?" he stuttered. "Oh, wow." The genie realized, "You're mothers didn't tell you did they?" "What do you mean?" Rachael asked confused. "Miss. Thomas, you are related to this fine young man right here." The genie told her pointing to Ryan.
"What?" Cloe and Ryan asked in shock. "Listen, Miss. Thomas and Mr. Evans. Your mothers are sisters. I am their genie: the family genie, Zac Efron." Zac explained. Rachael just sat there staring at him. Cloe heaved a shaky sigh realizing that the lamp was in her lap. "How old are you now?" Cloe asked slowly. "About two decades or so." Zac answered. "Oh." Cloe breathed.
"What do you know about these letters?" Ryan asked Zac a while later. "Oh, your mother wrote them before she had you." he explained, "She was desperate to find your grandfather." "What happened to him?" Rachael questioned. "You see, he was the king of a magical nation called Magicath." Zac explained, "Which means your mothers were the princesses. Which leaves you two as the heirs to the throne.
"Doe that mean…" Cloe began, "…Sharpay is also the heir to the throne?" "Ah, would you be talking about Sharpay Evans?" Zac asked. "Yes!" the three answered. "Sharpay is an heiress to the throne, but she might be the one responsible for your captivity."
"What do you mean?" Cloe spoke up. "Well, as prophecy stated, the heirs to the throne will try to save the king from whoever abducted him." Zac begun, "But an heiress will be corrupted with her powers and capture the others."
"That's definitely Sharpay." Cloe said a little unsure. "She's not that bad." Ryan told her. "Prophecy also says twins will be born into the family." Zac added. "When? Which part of the family?" Rachael asked. "That hasn't been revealed, yet." Zac answered, "I wish I could tell you more, but you must figure that out on your own."
With that, he disappeared back into his lamp, which was still sitting in Cloe's lap. "I'll take that." Rachael said, taking the lamp from her and placed it on the side table. "Does any of this make sense, yet?" Cloe asked. "Not even close." Ryan answered.
"Cloe, are you sure you know what those cramps were?" Rachael asked suspiciously. "I thought it was from sleeping on the floor all night." Cloe responded. "Are you sure nothing else could have caused it?" Rachael questioned. "Wait." Ryan interrupted, "Are you accusing me…or Cloe…of something?" "Possibly." Rachael said. "No." Cloe and Ryan said.
(A/N) Hey. By the way, an 'eep' is a high-pitched; really loud squeal that sounds exactly as it's spelled. So, what do you think Rachael is accusing Cloe and/or Ryan of? Tell me what you think! Oh, one more thing! Who knew that Zac Efron would pop out of the lamp? I'll answer that one right now…no one because I am the most random person in this universe. If you have anything to say to contradict that, speak now or forever hold your peace. R&R!