What he saw on the screen made Vincent's heart drop like a stone off a cliff. On his phone were a pile of unread text messages between himself and a person referred to as Vee.
VEE
Just give me 10 min. 1 more read through and im omw 4:20 PM
VEE: Fine. 4:21 PM
VEE: I'm literally at the library. Where are u. 4:31 PM
VEE: How are u going to be late to your own study session? 4:36 PM
VEE: I swear if I have to come find you (knife emoji) 4:44 PM
Oh, no... Vincent felt his body shake in slight fear. He wasn't aware THAT much time had passed. Did he not notice the previous vibrations? Was his life going to end because of pure incompetence? His sudden look of fright did not go unnoticed by the two other students. "Vince? Is everything okay?" Seina asked out of concern.
With a burst of energy, Vincent rushed to the desk that held his backpack. "Y-yeah, I'm good! Just a change of plans!" He hurriedly answered, stuffing all of his loose papers and script into his bag. "I gotta go!"
"Really?" Oliver inquired in a scoffing tone. "Leaving so soon?"
"If I don't want to be murdered? Yeah. I am." Vincent hauled his brown backpack on his shoulder and headed for the door. Right before he reached the exit, Oliver got in his way. His eyebrows furrowed in exasperation. "Listen, man. I do NOT have time for this. Please move."
"I know, but I just needed to ask a really quick question before you go," Oliver drawled. It was as if he was doing it on purpose.
"What?" Vincent snaps at him out of impatience.
"Could we use the room for a bit? Since you're not going to be here?" He asks sweetly. "I promise we won't cause too much trouble."
While Vincent understood the question he was asked, he didn't really care about what Oliver was saying. He was in his way, and all Vincent wanted right now was for him to move. Therefore, he gave a swift answer. "Yeah, sure. Whatever. Now can you move?" Just like that, Oliver moves to the side.
"Thanks, man!" He exclaimed happily. Vincent just shrugged it off, exiting the room with haste. With Vincent gone, it only left the two students.
"Now what?" Seina asked Oliver. Oliver looked back to her, now adorning a wide, devilish smile.
"Now... we get to work."
—OD!!!—
The Next Day, After School...
Throughout the empty halls, Vincent strolls to his rented classroom after a much earlier study session at his friend's demand. Even though he received a death glare and a couple chide remarks, he thought he got off pretty easy for his tardiness. As he neared his classroom, he began to catch some noises that were coming from that direction. At first, he thought it came from another classroom. It wouldn't be odd for other people to still be around at this hour, so it's only reasonable to hear noises. However, as he got closer to his door, Vincent discerned that the noises were indeed coming from his classroom.
No one should be here... Vincent looked at the door in disconcertment. The only people that would be here...
Vincent huffed out a sigh. Of course it would be those two. He sort of remembers agreeing to them being there, but he didn't expect them to actually go through with it. Now he would have to find a way to remove them... preferably without confrontation. As he works out some sort of plan in his head, he turns the knob to open the door. Only then, he was able to take in the full view of the classroom. Only one word could be used to describe Vincent mindset as viewed his classroom:
Bewilderment.
The classroom was completely unrecognizable from what it was yesterday. Instead of the usual educational environment, it now resembles a low cost French bistro you would see on a busy street in the city. The square tables were now replaced with circular ones, with decorative tablecloths strewn on top. On these tables were plates and cutlery, along with what seems to be small porcelain teacups at each seat. As stereotypical French music flowed through the air, people conversed with each other in joyous fashion. At the very back of the classroom, a huge banner covered most of the windows. In bold letters, the banner said: Bienvenue á Tous!
Vincent could only look on, absolutely speechless about the scene in front of him. It was only after a minute of watching he could sputter only one sentence to himself.
"Wh-What the hell is this?"
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
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