Codename: Delphine Academy

Codename: Assumption

K didn't respond for a couple of minutes as something faint triggered in his mind. Not thinking anything of it, he continues to taunt her, knowing exactly what to say next.

"Would you be jealous if I said yes?" He asked, smirking. "Would you be jealous of another girl getting close to me?"

"You're a pig, K," N mocked before laughing at K's fake sadness at her response.

Before K can respond, C decided it was a good time to intervene. "Come on, let's get ready for bed. It's been a long day for all of us. There are two beds and four of us. Boys in one bed and girls in the other. So help me if you try something, I will murder you both."

C's tone was menacing enough to make the boys immediately nod their heads as they weren't expecting it.

"Sure," N said before hiding underneath the covers of the bed she was on. She made it clear that she wasn't listening.  "Night, nerds."

C gets up from where she was sitting to change into the pajamas sitting in one of the closets. She grabs a random set of clothes before heading into one of the bathrooms. She takes a couple of moments to change before she walks out and sits next to N on the bed.

"Well, are you going to shower or something? If you are, take clothes with you into the bathroom to change cause I am not willing to gouge out my eyes. Okay? Cool," C says, smiling innocently as if what she said wasn't insulting. "I mean, we have two bathrooms. Both of you can shower, or change, or do whatever you boys do before going to bed."

Neither of them said anything as T walks to the closest grabbing clothes from where he assumed the clothes were meant for him. K just walked over to the bed and gets beneath the covers. C turns off all of the lights but one, as she decides to let T turn it off. 

Before C gets into the covers, the final light is turned off and darkness fills the room. No one speaks as they all slowly drift into a deep sleep.

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N woke up to see that everyone was still sleeping and that the sun was barely rising. She sighs and shakes her head. She sighs, quietly getting out of the bed to not wake the others up. She stops when C stirs, but sighs in relief when she noticed her friend is still sleeping.

Not bothering to do anything that might wake the others up, she quietly walks to the door and slips out. Not bothering to send a message yet, she heads to the elevator and goes downstairs to the Shopping Centre, despite C suggesting not to.

"No one else is up yet so why am I?" She mutters to herself, as she looks around. "No one else is here but the other early bloomers. I just need to check something and go."

She quickly walks over to where the fireball was thrown at her and inspects the singed bench.

She heard slight whispering coming from behind her. Thinking nothing of it, she continued inspecting the area but stopped when she heard the whispering getting louder.

"There would be no point, Atlas. Nobody is gonna be there," A male's voice was heard behind her. A whisper was heard and then chuckling. "Oh, I spoke too soon. Look over there."

N freezes, feeling the gaze of the two boys behind her. She stands up and slowly turns around to face them. She scoffs, before bluntly asking, "Who the hell are you?"

She continues to stare, an analytical look in her eye. Neither of the boys says anything as they stand under her watchful eye. She sighs, becoming impatient, "Well? You both can speak as you proved it before I turned around. So what's your problem now?"

She puts her hands behind her back, quietly texting the others of where she is. She warily watches them but notices that they didn't notice her movements. 

The black-haired boy scoffed, "Ms. Frost did say you were fucking blunt, girl. Anyways, the names Nine."

He points next to him, "That dork is Altas and you need to leave. Now."

"Why?"

"Our assignment is to make sure no one gets hurt in this area," Atlas smoothly lies, as he points to the elevator. "Considering a fireball was illegally thrown in this area, we need to make sure that all of the students are safe."

"Aren't you a student too?" She asks, glaring. Her eyes read the truth, but her gut says otherwise. "Why is this your assignment and not the guards?"

"The guards were told to find the student that broke the rules," Nine lies nonchalantly. "Ms. Frost told us to scan the area and make sure no unauthorized personnel enters the area. So. .   Girl. . . You can leave, now."

"And yes, we're technically students," Atlas mutters, waving her off.

N clicks her tongue and scoffs, "Fine, whatever. See you whenever. . . Nine. . . Altas. . ."

She glares at them once more before heading over to the elevator.

As soon as she was out of earshot, Atlas clicks his earpiece and waits.

"Ms. Frost, do you copy? She was there like you predicted. She was trying to find some evidence. What do you want us to do?"

"Nothing for now. She's too valuable. We can't lose her."

"Too late, she's already suspicious of Nine and me," Atlas explains, fixing his gloves.

"It's fine, she's been on edge since she arrived. She knows something about the Academy that she's not telling anyone. Don't lose your guard. We need her for something."

"For what?" He glances at his brother, who only shrugs.

"Classified, Altas. It's classified. Just do what I say," Her voice was sharp, leaving no room for arguments.

He sighs, "Fine."