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The ringing noise and heavy stomps, awoke the two. The heavy steps from the third floor, made the supplies shake. "Erin get off your ass. We gotta go" said an angered red figure. "Whatever" Erin responded lifting up, and grabbing their bags. They exited the janitor's closet, and searched for an Opal in the group. The crowded halls was simmering to a trickle after several minutes. Anger built up inside Ash, "STOP IT!" That voice shocked the whole crowd.

Several walked to class, and others stayed still. Ash shoved past a few before finding Nora in a disapproving position. "Stop being a mom for a minute and help Ash." Erin stated, and their voice made it seem threatening. Nora and the other two walked to the middle bathroom.

"You know we only have six minutes before the tardy bell? Thats not enough time to get to the third floor." Nora stated with puffed cheeks. "Oh I'm sorry we'll leave the podcaster out of the loop." The two grumble in a sarcastic tone. "Out of what loop?" Nora's rosey lotus eyes sparkled. "Whatever. Since, you're so concerned over being late.." Erin trailed off.

Ash stomped over to the door, their chained jeans jingling with their movements. "Tell me you meanies!" Nora's cheeks puffing, and her hands clamping. "Okay. Hmm...read these" Ash walked over to the shorter more rounded girl. They placed their black phone in her palm, and her messages present.

Nora looked at the new message, and the previous sent one. "This one is a link, and one is calling you a miss. Thats quite suspicious." She lists aloud. "Well, this approach seems like the stereotypical anonymous masked figure. But, then it ends up being a familiar person." Erin lists further on. 

"My messages aren't some trope guys." Ash groans as their friends are nerding out. "I mean its quite possible, and the way they first communed with you." Nora lists and her body jolts. "This is fulfilling. We could stop a criminal in the making!" She swells with enjoyment. "Are you aware of me? Being the victim first? What if the criminal leads to you two?" Ash's palms clench. Their face seemed stern and holding back many shouts.

"Don't make this seem like we can win, with just a few steps. This is a warning. We should take this seriously." Ash huffs and grabs the bag, and storms out of the room. Stomps invading the emptied halls. "Well..fuck." Erin exhales after breathing in deep. "We should head to class." Nora spoke in a cheerful tone.

Her bouncy walk, and the steps of her flats. She seemed bubbly, and quite energetic. The two figures walked to the third floor, and turned to the corner. Their teacher, 'Ms.Heil.' One of the few transgendered members of the faculty. She is an overdramatic, but heavy feminist.

The two enter the class, and nobody is doing anything just yet. Ms.Heil is wearing a pale creme dress, and it reached to just above her ankles. You could see her short darkish creme heels. "You two are late, but thats okay. Just as long if you had a good reason for it." She smiled to the two. Erin went to their seat, and placed their bag to the ground. They shifted their things, searching for their journal.

They found it and had began to write using a black pencil, with a crescent moon design on it. Ash sat in the corner and placed their elbows on the desk. Their palms holding their head up. They both listened to Ms.Heil teach their lesson. Today she was talking about essays, and the prompts included marches,equality,and gender roles.

She seemed oddly serious about the last ones. A whisper was heard, and it was about her transgendered business. The question came from a ginger haired male, and he had a few freckles over his nose. "Please ask me instead of whispering, hun." Ms.Hein smiled. But, it wasn't genuine. It was a strained smile, and it meant she was gonna speak to him outside the room.

"How many surgeries have you experienced?" He spoke up, and he fidgeted. "Oh...." She looked hurt in a way. "I have experienced one of my surgeries, and I'm working on money to get my other. No I cannot clarify which one. But, interesting question." She answered.

After fourth period, was fifth. Which was just a full period of clubs and lunch. Erin put up their journal, and went to speak with Ms.Hein. She built a bond with her last year, but it wasn't obvious in class. "You seemed hurt today. Are you doing alright?" A monotone voice escaped Erin's lips. "I am fine. But as you know which surgery I'm currently working on." Ms.Hein nodded.

"Yeah, but I'm surprised you went for bottom surgery first. That can really impact poorly sometimes." Erin explained shortly. "I understood the troubles, and I know you would as well. Considering you were thinking about it for so long." Ms.Hein smirked. "I don't think I possibly could. My binder works just fine." Erin shrugged.

"Whatever you say sweet pea. I know you gotta eat soon, so hurry on" Ms.Hein smiled and waved. Erin walked out and went to the cafeteria. A chime was heard from the opened restroom door.

Erin ran to the door, and Ash was there. As was Nora, the two stood still. They stared at the phone, and Ash seemed flustered. They had glossy eyes, and they wanted to throw their phone across the room. Erin walked to them, and read the new message.

'Looks like you catch on fast. Hope that'll help you and your mystery crew. Ashlynn you should be more careful, you never know who's watching.'

Erin watched the horrid look that grew on their friend's face. Ash closed the messages and put their phone away. They lifted their hood, and hid their face. Erin felt so much tension, and started coughing, and breathing hard. Their vision blurring, and they collapsed. Nora watched the two, and panicked. She suggested that they'd go to the police, or the hospital.

"E...Erin needs....t...the medicine." Ash scattered out. The two went to the office and told the principle. They had to take Erin home, for the medication. Luckily they were allowed to. But, if anything bad happened they would automatically get in trouble. Since they were all doing good in grades.

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