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Chapter 37: Defeat
The moment the cage disappeared fully, Ryan jumped at Sharpay, who screamed. Everyone stopped and turned just in time to witness Ryan grab Sharpay by the throat and twist her arms behind her back. Sharpay started choking out desperate pleas for her brother to let go, but Ryan ignored her. "Why are you doing this, Shar?" Ryan asked in a harsh tone, "Why do you insist on making me this mad at you?" At this point, Theresa and Myrna stood only feet from each other.
"Ryan, stop!" Cloe stated, "You're not helping anyone by choking your sister." "But she's trying to doom us all!" Ryan retorted, "Do you want her to be turned over to Theresa's side?" Cloe just stared at him with a face that said he was way off. Ryan stared back and forth from Cloe to Sharpay. He sighed as he grudgingly released his grip and shoved Sharpay over to where Rachael stood. Ryan crossed his arms and scowled at the gasping blond. Just then, they all remembered about the lamps.
Theresa and Myrna were standing face to face. Well, they would have been if Theresa had been only a few feet taller. "All right, I'll give you a few seconds to hand over the lamp and we'll make the switch." Myrna explained in attempt to make it easy for them. "What do you take me for? You hand over yours first." Theresa stated, developing a plan of her own. "Same time." Myrna corrected, "Or you settle with the weaker lamp." "Fine." Theresa caved, "Same time."
The two reached the lamps out in front of them. As the two got closer to the lamps, Sharpay got a strange feeling that she should prepare herself to catch something. She looked back at Cloe, who smiled at her and nodded once. The two of them really hoped this would work. All of a sudden, in the blink of an eye, the lamp was gone from Myrna's hand and Theresa was holding the two of them. "Catch." Theresa stated, tossing Zac's lamp over to Sharpay who caught it readily. "Zac!" Rachael squeaked in relief and panic all at once, "Give him to me, Sharpay."
"I don't go back on my word and I don't remember saying I'd play nice with you." Sharpay retorted speaking to Rachael, but her eyes were on Cloe the entire time, "So, don't expect me to listen to you, Squeaky." Rachael pursed her lips as Ryan walked over to stand protectively in between his sister and his girlfriend. "Hmm. Very clever, Theresa. It looks like you've still got it in you after all this time." Myrna stated calmly, "And it's obvious my putting you behind bars hasn't changed you very much." "Well, whatever the case, I'll finally be able to use this lamp to gain all the power of the universe." Theresa cackled, "Now, face your doom!"
With that, she started to rub the lamp. Everyone watched as nothing happened. Theresa tried again, rubbing harder, but still nothing happened. "Is this a trick?" she asked, getting frustrated, "It's your family lamp, isn't it?" "Yes, actually, it is." Myrna responded, "As you might know, the only way you can make a genie come out of its lamp is to possess the family magic or the special gift of handling genies. Neither of which, you possess for this particular lamp." She gave a little chuckle.
Theresa, extremely frustrated, threw the lamp at the wall, denting one of the sides. The lamp bounced off the wall and hit Theresa in the head both knocking her to the floor and denting the other side of the lamp forcing Daniel to come out. He was pushed from his lamp with a fiery explosion. He looked too big and too powerful to be any normal genie. "Who broke my lamp?" Daniel demanded. Immediately, everyone pointed at Theresa who was still on the floor rubbing her aching forehead.
Daniel narrowed his eyes as he glared down at her. "What should I do to harness my complete revenge?" he thought out loud as Theresa glared back at him. Suddenly, a monkey flew into the room and floated in front of Daniel's face, carrying a small silver object. "I know, sir." The monkey stated in a high pitched squeak, "Trap her in this." The monkey handed over the object and Daniel took it. "A tea strainer." He mused to himself, "I haven't seen one of these in the past millennia or so. Do they still make those?" "Yes, sir." The monkey answered squeakily, "But they also make the tea leaves in special bags, too." "I like the way you think." Daniel told the monkey who nodded and fluttered off as Daniel turned to Theresa, "And for the record, tiny, I hate midgets!"
With that, he opened up the tea strainer and unleashed a powerful blast of magic which blinded the room from everything but Theresa's petrified screams which echoed off the walls. When everything went quiet and everyone could see, the only thing left was the tea strainer and a very annoyed genie, who was staring at his dented lamp. Rachael grabbed Zac's lamp triumphantly from Sharpay's arms. "Yes!" Cloe and Sharpay cheered, pushing past a very confused Ryan to hug each other excitedly, "It worked!" "Yes, girls, the plan worked perfectly." Myrna responded with a smile as she walked over to the irritated genie, "No, Daniel, about your lamp…"
"What plan?" Ryan demanded, "I was never told about any plan except for the one where we all came in here and get trapped while Cloe's mom distracted Theresa with a lamp she couldn't use." "I'm so sorry, Ry. I didn't hurt you did I?" Sharpay remembered as she reached for the hand she bit, "I didn't mean to bite you so hard. You're not in pain are you? I'm sorry I didn't mean all those horrible things." "Wait, so you and Cloe were in on a new plan this whole time?" Rachael asked the blond girl, who was examining Ryan's hand for any damage, "When did you have time to come up with it?"
"Well, I talked to Sharpay about it through telepathy. You know, it's a thing I learned to do with my abilities." Cloe explained, "While Sharpay was yelling, I contacted my mom. The fight, Sharpay's anger, it was all staged. The only exception was that you and Ryan weren't in on it. Sorry, Ryan, but I had to otherwise it would have seemed too obvious." "That's fine, Cloe, but I thought Shar hated you." Ryan answered and Sharpay looked up at him. "I don't hate her, Ryan." She stated, carefully dropping her brother's hand unable to find any injuries, "If I truly hated her, do you think I would have had Rachael help me set you guys up together?"
Rachael gripped Zac's lamp even tighter, pulling it into what looked like a hug. "I guess not. And I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have tried to hurt you." Ryan said as he stared at Rachael and the lamp, remembering there was something he wanted to do. Sharpay, as if to read his thoughts, grabbed Cloe and Ryan by the hand. Cloe smiled knowingly as Ryan looked at his twin sister in slight shock. Sharpay pulled the two closer to each other and connected their hands, carefully cupping her hands around theirs. "You two might want to be alone and celebrate." Sharpay stated, taking notice of Ryan's grateful smile, "You two better take care of each other because I'm going to need someone responsible to take care of me."
She kissed her brother's hand and released her grip as she turned around and walked off towards Daniel and Myrna with Rachael following closely. When Rachael reached Sharpay's side she told her, "I'm proud of you." "I know." Sharpay answered, "And thanks." Rachael smiled at her as they walked up to the genie and Myrna. "So, um, Daniel…sorry about your lamp." Rachael mumbled, "Are you all right?" Daniel turned to her and shrugged. "I'll manage…as long as I get this stupid lamp to undent." He explained, trying to disguise his irritation with some decency for a genie of his stature, "Thank you for asking, my queen." "Oh, we're not in control of Magicath, yet." Rachael answered with a small blush.
"So, how old are you really?" Sharpay questioned, "Unless it's rude to ask such a question, but you look around the age a teenager." Daniel chuckled. "I've been getting just for many a millennia." He stated, "I'm over ten millennia actually, whereas Zac – I presume that's who you're holding, miss – is about two decades, am I right? He's rather low on the scale of genies. One of the lowest forms actually. Whereas, I am one of the more powerful ones, which Zac will become when he reaches my age. Not to brag, of course." "Wow, talk about old." Sharpay muttered to Rachael who sighed.
"Daniel, you seem to know quite a lot about Zac." Rachael began curiously, "Well, Theresa said she used Zac to drain the king's power. Is that true?" Rachael silently hoped it wasn't. "Unfortunately, he was used." Daniel answered with a deep sigh, "But it wasn't his fault. You see, he was an immature genie, still very young, and he wasn't required to come out of his lamp so it wasn't that hard to harness his powers and se them against his family line." "So, he didn't do it on purpose?" Rachael hoped. "Of course not. If he did, he would have betrayed his family line and been executed for it." Daniel answered with a grin as he watched Rachael gasp and tighten her grip on the lamp.
Sharpay looked down at the dented lamp and picked it up. "Again, we're sorry, but I'm pretty sure we can get this fixed." She told him, "By the way, where did you acquire a family genie, Myrna?" "Well, there are some mages out there, who possess that special gift we were talking about." Myrna started to explain, "And that gift allows the owner to handle genies and other artifacts and to be able to trace them back to wherever they came from." "So, you went to some mage to find a family genie?" Sharpay questioned, hoping she understood it right.
"You see, this mage believes that every magical family has a family genie. Some may be lost along the way, but the right person can track it down." Myrna explained carefully, "And Daniel happened to be something the mage found by chance until I came along and picked him up." "So, Daniel, how did the mage get you back in your lamp after realizing you were a powerful family genie?" Rachael questioned curiously.
Daniel's Flashback:
A mage walked into his shop holding his new possession of the day – another lamp. He knew he had the rare ability to control genies so he was rather excited to fully examine his prize. Wondering what this one did, he rubbed the lamp as he had done with the previous many others. Out popped a young looking genie, who stared at him in shocked surprise.
"You're not of my family line." The genie proclaimed, trying to sort out a possible solution, "Who are you?" The genie took in his surroundings as the mage smiled triumphantly. There were strange gadgets everywhere – hanging from the ceiling, sitting on shelves, tacked to walls. "Ah, I can see you are very powerful, perhaps not as young as you seem, very smart, and are yet another lost genie of a family with tremendous potential." The mage observed, ignoring the genie's question, "And you seem very curious, am I right?"
The genie looked away from the pictures of strange boxes on wheels. "Then maybe you'll answer my question." He asked the man in confusion, "Who are you?" The man laughed at that comment. "You're smart enough to figure it out." He explained, motioning to a strange object, "I bet you've never seen a light bulb before. Now…would you be so kind as to go back into your lamp?" The genie just stared at him dumbfounded.
"No." He stated almost arrogantly, "Why should I?" "I can give you five good reasons why you should get in there on your own." The mage challenged him, stretching the fingers on his free hand. "I won't do it." The genie retorted sourly. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to go back in." the mage responded with a sigh and a huge grin, "One way or another." The genie shook his head stubbornly.
"No." He repeated smugly, "You can't make me." "I beg to differ." The mage answered with a smile as he grabbed the genie and started shoving him back inside his lamp, "You'll go back in and you'll like it." "How are you doing this?" The genie questioned in shock as he struggled to stay out of his lamp but the mage succeeded and the genie was returned to the confines of his home.
"It's what I do." The mage stated as he proudly stuck a cork into the tip of the lamp. "You know that isn't necessary." The genie commented grumpily from the darkness, "I can't get out now that I'm in here." "I know, but you put up quite a struggle compared to other genies I've dealt with." The mage informed him with a small laugh, "Plus, the cork's my signature." Right then, it clicked. "Oh, you're one of those people, aren't you?" The genie stated, suddenly understanding.
"Indeed, I am." The mage replied, "You'll be there for a while, but you might want to think about redecorating when you finally get out." "Can you at least let me have some light inside this thing?" The genie called, "It's a bit dark in here." The mage laughed as he set the lamp on one of his shelves. "You'll get used to it. Just sleep it off." He smiled as he looked over his other collectables, "And when you redecorate, you might want to put in a lava lamp or two. And maybe a disco ball."
End of Daniel's Flashback
"I'd rather not talk about it." Daniel responded with a slight shiver as Myrna pulled a cork out of her pocket and watched his eyes widen in horror. The girls understood immediately and laughed amongst themselves.
Meanwhile…
"So we're finally safe." Ryan stated as he pulled Cloe into a tight embrace. "Yeah." Cloe sighed as she leaned her head against his chest. It felt so right when they were together like this, but something was still missing. "Ryan." Cloe stated and Ryan looked down at her, "What's going to happen now? With us and with everyone else, I mean. What will we do now?" "I don't know. I guess we go back home and try to get back to where we started from." Ryan answered as Cloe looked up at him, "Tell me something. A few nights ago, you told me you saw my grandfather trapped here in Magicath. Where is he?"
"I'm sorry, but I only felt his essence was here. I don't think it was actually him." Cloe explained, "But I know one thing. He's very proud and his spirit can finally rest." "I'm so proud of you, Angel." Ryan sighed using Cloe's nickname, "I still can't believe that you and Sharpay came up with this plan…and got your mom in on it. It kind of makes me feel sorry that I tried to hurt my sister. Thanks for stopping me." "I'm amazing." Cloe responded with a smile. "Yes, you are." Ryan told her and kissed her softly on the lips.
When they separated, Ryan pulled Cloe even closer to him. "If anything had happened to you…or if I'd let myself hurt you or even Sharpay, I…I –" he began before Cloe kissed him again. "Listen," she told him when she separated, "you were only doing what you thought was best for everyone, but now that Theresa is trapped, we have all the time in the world to do whatever we want." The couple smiled at each other until the others approached them so they separated from their embrace.
Myrna was carrying Daniel's dented lamp and the tea strainer, Daniel was following her with a scowl, and Sharpay and Rachael were giggling. "You'll never believe this." Rachael laughed. "Yeah, apparently, Daniel was corked up inside his lamp for three millennia." Sharpay explained with a giggle. "And those were the worst three out of 18 millennia of my life." Daniel groaned. "Which would explain his grouchy attitude." Sharpay teased. "Hey, you try spending three millennia of hibernation in a lamp." Daniel retorted. "Point taken." Rachael continued to giggle as she held Zac's lamp closer to her.
"Oh, you've fallen for him." Daniel realized as she watched Rachael, who smiled, "Man, he's good. He's way too good." "Oh, believe me." Sharpay muttered to him, recalling that day in her room they'd been blessed, "I know." "Yes, Zac is mine and I'm not letting him out of my sight ever again." Rachael confirmed, "It was way too painful. That also reminds me that I need to tell my mom or she'll…oh my gosh! I completely forgot about my mom." "Oh, right." Ryan remembered, "We need to find them." "And we need to turn them human again." Cloe stated, "They're still monkeys." "I think they're still back in the cell next to the one we were in." Sharpay reminded them, "Let's go."
The group started to run out of the room before Myrna called them back, so they stopped and turned to face her. "It's all right." Myrna told them, "Daniel and I will find them, take care of finding a place for Theresa, and deal with getting Corinne and Delilah back to normal." "But won't you need our help?" Cloe asked uncertainly. "Oh, you kids have done enough for now." Myrna reassured, "I think you deserve a rest." "Besides, we missed a day of school." Rachael moaned. "And it's not like anyone saw us get abducted." Sharpay added, "So, basically, we have no excuse."
"Oh, Sharpay…" Cloe began, "You had a family emergency which you'd rather not talk about…Ryan fell down a flight of stairs and got pretty battered up, so you were obligated to take care of him, seeming he was unconscious for most of the time." "Really?" Sharpay exclaimed, recognizing that as a cover story, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She hugged Cloe excitedly. "Figures." Ryan muttered with a smile, "I go through all this to protect you and I'm the one who does something stupid and gets hurt." "Well, it would explain your current condition." Cloe explained. "And, if you think about it, you taking that beating by the knight was pretty stupid." Sharpay teased. "Yeah, it kind of was." Rachael added with a smile.
"Hey." Ryan stated, "I only did it because I –" "Well, I think it was very brave of you." Cloe cut him off as she gripped his arm affectionately, "It showed me how strong and sensitive you are. And it proves how dedicated to me you really are and…I thought it was very manly." "Well…" Ryan told her, trying to finish his previous statement, "I'd put up with anything that bad because I l–" "What about me?" Rachael interrupted, "Where's my cover story?" "Yeah, you kind of came down with some sudden sickness and I needed to help you because your parents were away." Cloe explained, "Does that work?" Rachael thought it over to herself.
"Why not?" she finally stated, "It's kind of…dramatic…and true as it's ever going to get to the truth." "Yeah it is." Ryan realized, "Because technically our parents were away and Cloe and Sharpay were the ones taking care of us. After all, they did come up with this brilliant plan." "Right. Now that we're all informed, you kids need to get back home and rest." Myrna instructed, "Take Zac and head back to the mansion." "Right." The four agreed.
"We'll be back as soon as we fix things up here." Daniel explained, "So, please hurry so we can get ready to set things straight with the knights, monkeys, and pigs. The animals, I might add, are actually the beings of Magicath Theresa was planning on…eating…if they didn't follow her commands." "All right, let's go home." Cloe told her group as they all held hands, with Zac's lamp tucked safely under Rachael's arm, "See you later, mom." "Bye, kids." was the reply before the four were transported back to earth and appeared in the Evans' family room. The group sighed as they collapsed on the couch, satisfied with their days' work. It was night, so they eventually headed up to their rooms and slept until the morning.
The next day, the first one up was Ryan. He'd gotten dressed and was about to leave his room, but Cloe was standing in his doorway before he reached it. "Where do you think you're going?" Cloe demanded, though she already knew the answer. Ryan stared at her in her night gown. 'Wow, she looks so beautiful.' He thought to himself, 'It makes me want to hold her tight and just kiss her.' Cloe cleared her throat bringing him out of his daze. "Um…I was just going downstairs." Ryan managed to say as he stared at his girlfriend's impatient expression. "You weren't thinking of leaving the mansion, were you?" Cloe asked already knowing his intentions.
"Come on. What about school?" Ryan asked, hoping she'd let him go, "We already missed a day and no one's going to notice if we just slip back in." "You need to rest and we will take care of you." Cloe explained as she walked toward him, "You've been beaten up…and besides, it's only Wednesday. It won't make a difference if we show up or not." "What about the callbacks? They're on Friday, remember?" Ryan argued, "Sharpay and I need to rehearse." Cloe sighed as she grabbed his arm and led him back to the bed, sitting him down on it when they got there.
"You two can practice later." Cloe told him, sitting on his lap when he tried to get up again, "You have plenty of time before you need to Bop to the Top. So, I'm not leaving until you get some rest." "What if I don't want you to leave?" Ryan asked her as he wrapped his arms around her waist, while she remained on his lap. "Well, if you're good…I'll stay." Cloe smiled at him, "But you have to promise me you'll be a good boy." "I make no promises." Ryan teased as he lay down on the bed, holding Cloe next to him, "That is a promise."
Cloe faced him and smiled. "You know, you're never going to get any rest, if you're going to be like this." She told him as a matter-of-factly. "But I don't want to rest." Ryan answered, "I missed you and I only wanted to be with you because I lo–"Cloe kissed him on the lips before he could finish his sentence. She always seemed to cut him off, but it didn't seem to matter too much because Cloe was finally letting him take over.
Ryan kissed her back and held her tight. When he separated, he kissed the side of her chin and worked his way down her neck to her bare shoulder. He continued working his way across her collarbone and Cloe giggled at his tender touch. Ryan pulled Cloe on top of him and continued to caress her neck with his lips. Cloe's breathing got quicker and more desperate. Ryan noticed the door was still open and, without pausing for a breath, he flicked his wrist and the door closed and locked.
"Ryan." Cloe breathed as Ryan worked his way across her chest, making her squeal in delight. "Mmm, hmm." He hummed as he pulled his hands over her back and continued to kiss her neck, working his way up to her chin again. "Ryan." Cloe breathed more desperately now, "Ryan…please stop. Please…Ryan…are you listening? I said please –" It was too late; Ryan's lips had crashed on top of hers, smothering her last few words. She groaned into his mouth as his hands crept across her back and around her waist, locating and feeling all the curves of her body.
Cloe closed her eyes and allowed Ryan to continue his wanderings around her body as she flung her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. When they separated from their kiss, Ryan muttered, "How far do you want to take this?" "Not far." Cloe begged as she opened her eyes again and stared into Ryan's, "Ryan…no more…we've gone too far already. Please, no more." "Don't worry." Ryan told her as he rolled her underneath him, "I won't hurt you. I promise." "Ryan…no –" Cloe pleaded, but Ryan kissed her on the lips again and caressed her face with his hands.
Cloe supposed she'd gotten herself into this mess in the first place. Maybe she shouldn't have kissed him so eagerly. Ryan's hands moved down her body, resting on her hips, traveling over every curve, making her squeal. Maybe she hadn't been clear on how far she'd intended for this to go, but Ryan wouldn't hurt her, would he? Ryan released her mouth and moved down to her chest again, traveling up and down her neck and collarbone; almost but not actually touching her breasts with his mouth. As he got to the side of her neck, he nipped her gently with his teeth, making her cry out in fear.
"Ryan…what are you doing?" Cloe asked a little loudly as her adrenaline rushed, "Stop…Ryan, please…I'm warning you." It was no use. Ryan kept on sucking on her neck, no doubt leaving hickies she'd probably have to cover up later. 'Why was he doing this?' Cloe couldn't help wondering to herself, 'Why had he chosen now to start?' More importantly, she wondered, why wasn't she showing any physical attempts to stop him? Could it be because she enjoyed it or because she had stronger feelings for him? She couldn't think straight while Ryan was rubbing her stomach with his hand between their close bodies.
She tried to concentrate, but his sucking only increased. Ryan moved to the other side of her neck and started to nip and suck on that side too. Ryan's other hand rested on the small of Cloe's back and she laughed as he tickled her. It made her writhe underneath him…and he laughed softly as he continued to nip and suck at her neck, making her squeal even more. "Please…stop." Cloe tried to say through her shortened breaths, "Stop…before I…have to –"
Ryan kissed her on the lips to keep her from speaking. "Don't make me get careless." Ryan warned her between kisses and she whimpered slightly in defeat. "Don't hurt me." Cloe begged in a small voice. "Why would I hurt the most beautiful girl ever to have landed in my life?" Ryan asked her as he kissed the space in between her breasts, making her squirm in anxiety for what would happen next. "Because…because you don't care about how this makes me feel." Cloe screamed desperate for him to let her go. "But if I let you go now, you won't come back and you'll leave me for someone else like Troy Bolton." Ryan told her softly as he looked down into her eyes and Cloe put on a face.
"Troy's a jerk." She told Ryan, who smiled, "And if you don't let me go right now, Ryan Evans…I'll never speak to you again!" Ryan sighed and got off her. Cloe sat up, climbed out of the bed, and smoothed out her night gown as she walked over to the door. Ryan watched her as she stopped and turned to him impatiently, hands on her hips. "The lock." Cloe demanded and heard it click open. With that, she opened the door, stomped out, and slammed the door behind her.
Later on that day, Sharpay came down into the kitchen and stopped when she saw Cloe, whose neck was covered in hickies and thin read spots that looked like she'd been lightly and repeatedly bitten. "What did he do to you this time?" Sharpay quickly asked, knowing that Ryan was behind it. Cloe looked up at her worried expression from where she sat at the table. "Is it really that bad?" She asked in concern. "Oh, Cloe…what did he do?" Sharpay sympathized, walking over to the girl and wrapping her in a hug, "Tell me what happened."
Cloe sighed as she shook her head in embarrassment, "He started to make out with me until I threatened him to stop." Sharpay gasped and hugged the girl tighter in comfort. Ryan was in bug trouble if this was serious. "Oh, he didn't hurt you, did he?" Sharpay questioned, trying to make sure the only damage was what was visible and not hidden by the clothing, "If he did, I swear he's got another thing coming to him –" "No, Sharpay, I'm fine." Cloe explained, cutting her off, "It was sort of my fault." Sharpay was sort of confused by that. So Cloe was responsible for this? "How?" Sharpay asked curiously.
"I kissed him first." Cloe told her quietly, "Then, he got a bit carried away." Sharpay thought it over. "No…if he got carried away, it would be a lot worse." She corrected her matter-of-factly, "I know him well enough to tell you that." "Thanks." Cloe stated gratefully, finally returning the hug as she stood up. "But, if he even dares to get careless with you…" Sharpay began almost angrily, "…he's gonna get it." "Please don't." Cloe said tiredly with a groan; she knew Sharpay cared but the last thing she wanted was for her to do something rash, "And don't tell Rachael either." "Why?" Sharpay questioned though she probably knew the answer. "Because she'll kill him." Cloe explained simply. "Okay, I won't tell her." Sharpay promised with a small sigh of defeat. "Thank you." Cloe sighed happily. "Now, come on." Sharpay stated, leading Cloe out of the kitchen, "We have to get you fixed up." With that, they headed to her room.
Later that day, Ryan and Sharpay practiced for their callback. Cloe decided to stay in her room the rest of the day and only Sharpay knew why. "Where's Cloe?" Ryan asked curiously after one of their practices. "Not here." Sharpay responded harshly casting him a threatening glare. "Where is she?" Ryan tried again with a sigh. "Avoiding you." Sharpay told him sternly. "Why?" Rachael asked looking around in confusion, "Did they break up?" "I hope not." Ryan stated worriedly. He really hoped she was feeling all right. "Maybe you should just leave her alone." Sharpay suggested stiffly.
"Is someone going to tell me what happened?" Rachael complained hoping to understand what was wrong with her friend. "No." the twins responded quickly, looking at her abruptly. "Fine." Rachael muttered, a bit taken aback by their behavior, "I'll just go hang out with Zac." She hated not knowing things, but she got up from the family room couch where she'd watched their practice. When she'd left the room ad trudged up the stairs, Ryan turned to his twin sister.
"She told you?" Ryan realized in disbelief and slight embarrassment. "So?" Sharpay stated bluntly as she crossed her arms and cocked one of her hips out to the side impatiently. "Why did she tell you?" Ryan asked, throwing his arms in the air in exasperation, "I thought she'd tell Rachael if anyone." "You're a shameless monster, you know that? She looked a mess, Ryan!" Sharpay yelled at him, trying not to be too loud in case Rachael overheard them, "I helped her hide the marks so Rachael wouldn't find out…because we both know Rachael would kill you if she knew."
"I'm sure it couldn't have been that bad." Ryan stated hopefully, trying to convince himself he hadn't hurt Cloe. Sharpay snarled at him. "She's in her room right now because she's too embarrassed to show her face in case the marks show through." She explained in a low but threatening voice as she backed Ryan into the wall, finally letting out her anger from before, ranting in Ryan's face, "Whatever you did to her, you're gonna pay for it now because there are so many things a girl can do while locked in her room alone. For all you know, she could be trying to bash her brains out or smother herself in her pillow."
The twins were face to face, Sharpay's heavy breathing matched the enraged expression on her face, and Ryan was barely breathing at all as he stared back frightened into his sister's eyes. "You know something, Ryan?" Sharpay began ferociously, "Sometimes…I despise you." With that, she cast him one last meaningful glare before backing up and stomping away. Ryan remained pressed up against the wall though no one was keeping him there, thinking it over to himself. What had he done?
The next day was the day before the callbacks…and everything almost seemed to be back to normal. Cloe had come out of her room, but she still wasn't talking to Ryan. No one brought up what happened the day before and Rachael still didn't know, otherwise Ryan would probably have been injured in his sleep. The only time Cloe came near him was to help him clean his cuts, which were healing very nicely. Ryan and Sharpay had managed to practice Bop to the Top a couple more times, but Sharpay refused to speak to him for anything else. Ryan wondered if he'd ever be able to set things right again.
(A/N) OMG! I'm listening to *NSYNC! Anywho…how'd you like my really long chappie? What does Ryan keep trying to tell Cloe? Can anyone guess what it was? If you do, I'll give you a virtual box of candy. That was sort of a hint…a really bad one, but it was sort of one. What will happen to their relationship after that very awkward exchange? And I know that strange scene was just that: strange. But I was bored one night and I sort of started getting in the mood to write a really strange love scene like that. And now you know that lack of sleep + extreme boredom + crazy = really weird love scenes.
Subject Change! Okay, so now, to get my 200 reviews I need at least 6 reviews per chappie posted. So everyone here, review right now! YAY! The button isn't that hard to find. I mean, they enlarged it and it's directly at the bottom of the page. Yeah, that big one that says something like SUBMIT REVIEW!
So, yeah…plz leave me loads of little presents plz plz plz plz? Pwease? Adorable w's. =D if there was a way to make puppy dog eyes on this thing, I totally would. If anyone knows how, plz plz plz let me know in a review or maybe just in a PM. Either way, it's an excuse to get me somewhere closer to my goal of 200. Sighs.
BTW, did you all like Daniel's flashback? I had to rewrite it because it was way too short and quite frankly it sucked. But you got the good/better version of it. YAY! Don't worry, you aren't missing anything special. I didn't pull out anything. I simply just reworded and added junk. K?
So, I had to mention that cuz I hate it when authors and such say they rewrote something and then I wanna know what they did to it (not that I have any right to nose into anyone else's business like that) because I'm a very curious little bat (inside joke ask me about it in a review and I'll tell you teehee) and it just drives me crazy cuz I get paranoid that maybe there was an important piece of info in there somewhere that would have helped with the plot of the story and such.
Ya know? It just drives me even more nutters than I already am. So, plz leave me loads of nutty little reviews to make my crazy little brain happy. YAY for you! Luv ya!
Longest author's note ever.Weird…dot dot dot…way to make it longer. Shakes head and walks away. Runs back to update and then walks away again with a sigh.