A/N: Hey everyone. I am back, and here with another update. For all who want to know, this is similar to "When a Stranger Calls," but it will be different. So here is Chapter 3. Enjoy.
Disclaimer- I do not own High School Musical or When a Stranger Calls.
Warning- Nothing really happens in this chapter that you need to be warned of.
Chapter 3: The McKenzie's
"Wow, I can't believe they did that." Ryan stated.
"I know." Sharpay said. "It's just… ugh! I hate them so much!"
"It's okay Shar." Ryan reassured her. "Karma is a bitch. And pretty soon they will get theirs."
"I hope it's soon." Sharpay muttered under he breath. She sighed, and looked out the window. The sun was starting to set. "So, are you going to the party?" Sharpay asked her brother.
"You know it."
"Lucky." Sharpay mumbled.
"Hey, it's your fault you're not going." Ryan told her.
"You're really know how to make me feel better." Sharpay said in a sarcastic tone.
"Come on, sis. Turn that frown upside down." Ryan replied.
"Will you do it for your big brother?" Ryan asked.
"You are so stubborn." Ryan told her.
"Blame mom for that." Sharpay retorted. Ryan let out a small laugh. Sharpay rolled her eyes, and gazed out the window.
"So, is Gabriella going to go to the party." Ryan casually asked.
"No reason." Ryan quickly said. Ryan's reaction caused Sharpay to look at her brother.
"Do you like Gabi?" Sharpay asked.
"What? Of… course not! She's…. you..r… friend." Ryan managed to say.
"Oh my God!" Sharpay exclaimed. "You like Gabi!"
"Sharpay, Knock it off."
"You like, Gabi! You like Gabi! EW! That's disgusting!" Sharpay teased.
"Sharpay, stop it!" Ryan shouted. Sharpay just continued to laugh.
After a few minutes, everything was silent again. "So, Have you and Troy made up, yet?" Ryan asked. Sharpay just shook her head. "I don't see what's the problem."
"He kissed another girl!" Sharpay exclaimed. "That's the problem!"
"I know, but it's not like it's his fault." Ryan tried to reason with her.
"Not his fault? Are you kidding? Of course it's his fault! Why are you siding with him?" Sharpay shouted.
"I'm not siding with him. I'm just… I don't know. I just think that you should give him another " Ryan replied.
"Well it's going to take me a long time to forgive him." Sharpay explained.
"Okay." Ryan muttered. "Anyway, we're here." Sharpay looked up and was amazed. She forgot how gorgeous the house was. It was a remodeled 1940's brick estate, sitting on 3.7 acres of land. She turned back to Ryan.
"See ya." Sharpay told her brother.
"Okay, I'll pick you up around twelve, okay?" Ryan said. Sharpay nodded. Ryan waved her good-bye, and drove out of the driveway, leaving Sharpay all alone. Sharpay took a deep breath, and walked toward the mahogany doors. She clutched on her Dooney & Bourke purse as she rang the doorbell.
"Coming." a voice shouted. The door opened, revealing a woman, in her late 30's. The woman wore a long red dress, her auburn hair wrapped in a bun.
"Sharpay. How are you?" the woman asked.
"I'm doing good, Mrs. McKenzie. How are you doing?" Sharpay asked.
"I'm doing great. It's great to see you again. You have grown into such a beautiful lady." Mrs. McKenzie told her, as she led Sharpay inside the house.
"You look beautiful too.' Sharpay replied.
"Thank you." Mrs. McKenzie said. "Well, let me give you a tour of the house. It's been ages since you last came here."
"I know. I remember me and Ryan used to come play with Joey." Sharpay responded. "How is Joey doing?"
"He's great. He came home for the weekend. He's in the guest house." Mrs. McKenzie told her.
"Oh." Sharpay muttered.
"But, chances are you won't be able to see him. He never comes out of there. Nor does he let anyone in, except Maria, the housekeeper." Mrs. McKenzie added. Sharpay just nodded. Mrs. McKenzie showed Sharpay the living room, the kitchen, the family room, the dining room, the pool house, and the green house. She then led Sharpay upstairs.
"And the kids' bedrooms are upstairs. Along with Maria's." Ms. McKenzie replied.
"So, where are the kids?" Sharpay asked.
"They are in their rooms. They have a terrible case of the flu." Mrs. McKenzie explained. "They ate before you came. They were tired, and are sleeping as we speak. They probably won't even wake up."
"Okay." Sharpay nodded.
"Elaine, darling? Is the baby-sitter here?" a voice, that seemed to be coming from a bedroom, called out.
"Yes. She is here." Mrs. McKenzie replied. A man, in his early 40's, appeared from the bedroom. He was wearing a black Versace suit, with a matching shirt and shoes.
"Honey, can you help me with this tie?" the man asked.
"Of course, Jorge." Mrs. McKenzie walked toward her husband, and began to fix his tie. "There, all better." Mr. McKenzie then saw Sharpay.
"Is that little Sharpay Evans?" Mr. McKenzie asked. Sharpay nodded. Mr. McKenzie walked up to her, and gave her a light hug.
"Oh, Sharpay. I remember when you were a little girl." Mr. McKenzie said. "And, now look at you. You're all grown up. I bet all the boys want to be with you." Sharpay just gave him a small smile.
"Oh, Jorge. You don't want to embarrass the girl, now. Do you?" Mrs. McKenzie asked.
"Of course not, Elaine. Well I'll be waiting in the car." Mrs. McKenzie announced. Mr. McKenzie walked toward the kitchen countertop, and grabbed his wallet and car keys. He headed out toward the door, and turned back to Sharpay.
"Yes, Mr. McKenzie?" Sharpay asked.
"The code is 6940." Mr. McKenzie told her as he pointed to the security system. Sharpay nodded.
"Okay, good." Mr. McKenzie muttered. He opened the door, and disappeared.
"Okay, well I better get going, too." Mrs. McKenzie said.
"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Sharpay assured her.
"I know." Mrs. McKenzie smiled. "If you need to contact us, the number is on the fridge, as well as number's to our cells, the restaurant, Maria's cell, Joey's, and so on." Mrs. McKenzie walked toward the coffee table from the living room, and grabbed her Chanel purse.
"Oh, and money for pizza is on the counter." Mrs. McKenzie added. "I too remember when I had to baby-sit." The two laughed, and Mrs. McKenzie walked toward the door.
"Now, remember, if you need anything…"
"I'll call." Sharpay finished her sentence. "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
"I know, it's just… never mind." Mrs. McKenzie said. "Bye Sharpay."
"Bye Mrs. McKenzie." Sharpay told her, as she followed her out the door. "Have fun." Sharpay closed the door. She sighed, and looked at the security system.
"Let's see. 6940" Sharpay mumbled as she pressed the right buttons. She smiled to herself, and placed her purse on a white leather sofa. She walked to the kitchen, and grabbed the phone. She dialed the number to the pizza parlor, and ordered a medium pizza with pepperoni, sausage, and peppers.
"30 minutes, great." Sharpay said. She hung up the phone, and walked upstairs. She opened the kids' room, and peeked through. She saw the two of them sound asleep. She smiled to herself. She walked downstairs, and waited for the pizza.
An hour later, Sharpay fell asleep in the couch. The pizza was on the countertop, as was the glass of water.
Sharpay woke up. "What?" she said to herself.
"That's my cell." She grabbed her purse, and began to look for her phone. "Ah! Here it is." She answered the phone
A/N: Sorry guys, but I had to end it there. Hope you aren't mad. Don't worry, updates will be a lot faster. I will probably update this story in a week. So until then, you know the drill. R&R. Please, it only takes a minute of your time.