High School Populaire

Chapter 6

Everyone's lives had returned to normal. The gossips about the incidents died, no more pranks were held, and our heroes focused on their own lives. They would send each other faint glances from time to time, but that was it.

Sometimes Adam or Angel would keep an eye on Belle or Esmé just in case but never did anything more. And thus, the days passed, and next week came faster than anyone expected.

Esmé was in her third class which was chemistry and was face to face with different flasks, chemicals and burets. Next to her, her partner Michael stood awkwardly. He wasn't a fan of chemistry and had a small fear for the chemicals.

"Careful," he said as his hands gripped on his polka vest.

"I am," the girl said and took a deep breath before mixing two liquids.

She didn't like the subject either as her short posture and clumsiness weren't helping her at all. However, she had to keep going and keeping her grades up. Some days like that one, she wished that the subjects had no practical. She preferred theory, tests and studying from a book than risking your live playing with certain items. She shook her head to get rid of the common thoughts and looked at the printed paper with the instructions.

She read them a few times before she looked around her, seeing that they were the only table left to do the reaction. She eyed the burette carefully and grabbed the chemical she needed before slowly pouring it.

The liquid changed colour, and she smiled in triumph, but it was quickly wiped away when the liquid started to boil and foam. She was pushed back by Michael just in time as the liquid escaped the glass structure and felt on the flame. The orange and yellow flames rose to life and immediately started to burn anything around them, including their papers and notebooks.

"Everyone out of the class!" their professor shouted as he opened the door and pulled the fire alarm.

The kids obeyed without a second thought as they pushed and struggled to escape the class while the flames expanded and started to burn anything they could.

The fire escaped from the door and travelled the halls as all the kids were pushed out of the building. The Populaire was too old, and no sparkling system had been installed, which only meant that they had to wait for the Firefighters to come and stop the destruction.

Kids coughed as they ducked and made their way to one of the multiple exits. Belle was one of them but came to a halt when she spotted a figure. She narrowed her blue eyes, and the figure retreated. Without thinking twice, she ran towards it. Took a few sharp turns and almost slipped in one but kept going. She extended her hand and grabbed the end of the material, ripping a small part of it.

She cursed and tried to follow the now gone mysterious figure only to end up walking into the burning chemistry class. The flames rose, and she coughed while taking steps back, only to find herself trapped by more flames. She panicked, and the tears at the end of her eyes quickly evaporated from the intense heat. Her consciousness started to slip away, but before she could collapse fully, strong arms caught her and held her bride style.

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Outside of the building, firefighters were killing the flames, and everyone looked worried. Their mouths dropped when Joshua came out of the school with a barely conscious Belle in his arms. Some clapped while paramedics rushed to both of them.

Angel walked to Joshua, whose hand was treated for 1st-degree burns.

"You okay?" she asked as she sat next to him on the bench.

"Yes. It is nothing serious. I will heal. I hope Belle is okay though" he said and looked at her as she was breathing through an Oxygen mask.

"She will be. She is a strong woman."