Calyx Sparks

After class, Blondie and him headed over to swim class. Calyx did NOT look happy. Blondie poked him. "Why do you look like something's wrong?" Calyx gave him an incredulous look. "Maybe because some random guy kissed me?" Blondie look surprised. "I thought you at least knew him!" Calyx shrugged. "Not on a true friend level. Just a swim team fake friend level." Blondie grinned. "He's crazy then." Calyx shrugged again and went silent. Right then Blondie said, "I'll help you out!" Calyx took one look at the gleeful expression on his face and snatched his arm before he could go inside. "Don't you dare do anything or I'll ignore you for a week, pouty face or no pouty face." He glared at him. Blondie huffed and nodded. Calyx let go of his arm and they went inside. They started practice like normal, but the kissy guy wasn't there. Calyx turned left to address random person #3 and asked where the kissy guy went (He didn't phrase it like that). The reply he got was surprising. "He moved, like crazy fast into another school. They say the kids there have something special about them like good grades, or good at sports, so on. I don't know why HE was chosen. He showed up this morning mumbling the word 'water' and looked freaked out. Next class? He wasn't there. Teach said he moved." Blondie made a choking sound. "Wa- water?" He said weakly. "Did he say anything else?" Random person #3 shook his head. Calyx hoped he didn't have anything to do with the kissy guy moving schools. There was a rather heavy mood over Blondie and him. He didn't know the other boy's reason and didn't ask. He doubted he would get a truthful answer. But what Calyx's real question was: What's this about a special school? He walked up to a random person #3 right as they were all leaving and asked what the special school was called. He claimed to have no idea what Calyx was talking about. Even when Calyx mentioned the kissy guy going there, random person #3 still didn't seem to know what he was talking about. Calyx left, with something major to think about. Lately, crazy thing after crazy thing had happened. Is it all connected? Then he saw him. A tall guy, white hair, pale, with silver eyes locked on his.