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Chapter 13
The group had woken up at the crack of dawn in order to get a head start on walking to the beach. It was now midday and they were exhausted. The footprints had ended hours ago, so they were just hoping for the best.
"Guys," Chad said, out of breath, "Let's take a break." He sat himself down on a big boulder.
"We've got to be near camp, we've been walking for miles." Troy said, taking a seat next to Chad.
"Is it just me, or is that a river I hear?" Taylor asked. Everyone went quiet.
"I think… it is. It is!" Chad exclaimed. He and Taylor began running towards the noise.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Wait!" Gabriella called after them, "That's exactly what me and Troy did when we heard a river, and that's how we got lost. We gotta mark our trail, or something."
"Way ahead of you." Troy took his stick he'd carried the entire way and marked a "T", "I figured we might get confused if I made more X's."
"Good thinking," Gabriella said, pushing past him, "Now let's go!!"
After about 15 minutes, the foursome found the river.
"Is this the same one you guys found before?" Chad questioned.
"I have no clue," Troy replied.
"Well, let's just say that it is the river we found. We should go up river, but in a diagonal, so we get away from it." Gabriella suggested.
"I agree." Taylor said.
"Then let's go!" Chad said.
After hours of walking, they hit the beach. But it was empty. Troy was about to say something, until he heard familiar voices.
"Shar, I'm telling you, we don't need to practice our half-time routine! The game was days ago!" Ryan yelled.
"But Ryan, I told you a million time, they can't start the game without us!" Sharpay explained. Ryan groaned.
"We made it!" Troy shouted. Everyone started running towards the sound of the bickering twins.
"We're back!" they all shouted.
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About 10 Minutes Earlier
Zeke's Video Diary:
So…Jason just told me about these video diary things. I thought it was a cool idea, a good way to kinda vent…I guess. Especially since I've had a lot on my mind lately. So first off, the guys are still a little creeped out about my baking, but no more then they are about Troy's singing. But they like when I bake them stuff. But then there's my family. My parents just got a divorce. I'm living with my Dad in Albuquerque, where I've lived my whole life, while my Mom moved to Los Angeles and took my little brother with her. He was my first best friend. My parents would tell us stories of how we'd do silly things together when I was four and he was three. I really miss him. Then there's college. I'm not sure if I even have enough money saved to go. The tournament in Hawaii was supposed to have at least 20 college scouts. We could've all got scholarships. There were even people looking at the cheerleaders and the half-time performers. It was scholarship city. But it's too late now. And honestly, I'm in no hurry to get home. Once you get used to sleeping in a cramped tent, only drinking water, and eating fruit and fish, it's actually nice, stress-free. So that's it for now. Bye.
Zeke approached the camera and turned it off. He sighed, glad to of vented how he felt. He took out the tape and stuck it in his back pocket. He began walking towards the guy tent. He approached his small section, and was about to drop the tape in his bag, when he heard familiar voices he hadn't heard in awhile.
"We're back!" They shouted.
He dropped his tape on his bag and darted out of the tent.
A/N- Poor Zeke. You're probably all gonna hate me for making his life miserable. But I've got plans for that tape. (Think Flight 29 Down. Virtual Cookie for anyone who guesses correctly.) Reviews please!