Friday came, and our heroes put their plan into action. Once all classes were over, they secretly made their way towards the bathrooms and hid there. It was boring, waiting for everyone to leave school but they knew that they had no other choice.
They had spent the previous days writing down the hours each professor left until they were all alone, and it paid off. Finally, their waiting inside the bathroom stalls came to an end and slowly left their hiding place.
"I can't believe that it worked" Gustave exclaimed and passed his hand through his hair.
He was the one with the highest doubts all of this sounding like it came straight from a cartoon or a comic.
"Told you so," his sister said and smiled proudly as she observed the now dark halls of the school.
"It is definitely creepy" Belle added, and everyone gave the nod with their heads.
"Okay. Everyone, flashlights" Adam ordered, and they did exactly that, illuminating the place.
The boys and Angel were the only ones with a flashlight, so they had to walk evenly to allow everyone to see where they were walking. With slow steps, they made their way towards the second floor where the headmaster's office was.
Once they stopped in front of the door which read 'Headmaster: Gerard Carriere'. Gustave tried to open it but found it locked.
"Now what?" he asked, but Angel had already gotten to work.
Bending on one knee, she grabbed two hairpins and started to mess with the lock. A certain De Chagny rolled his eyes at the cliché moment he was seeing. However, any comments he had to say disappeared when the black-haired girl managed to open the door.
"After you," she said with a smirk, and the football captain walked inside the room, the rest of the gang following.
The room was of a medium-sized with a wooden desk, a computer on top and some papers, along with a pencil case. The floor beneath them was covered by a light red carpet which covered the whole room, leaving no sign of the wooden boards beneath it.
On the crème coloured walls hang pictures of the school's historical times, such as its grand opening, celebrating the first 100 years, and pictures of different shows taken place by the theatrical team.
Our heroes looked at each other before three flashlights were shot on the giant metallic cabinet. There were more than 20 different drawers, each one containing files of previous students with all the information needed.
From grades to schedules, violation and family status. A few years prior, the school decided to become more modern and start saving everything on an online database like every other school.
Hopefully, for them, the files of their parents were still there.
Without wasting time, each opened a drawer and started to read the years and Alphabet letters, trying to find their respectable parents. First was Belle, who immediately sat down and opened her mother's file, soon followed by Esmé. Adam noticed Raoul's folder first and looked it over along with the boy while Angel was left last.
Mysteriously, her father's folder was placed on a year different from others and was not stored alphabetically. Instead, it was pushed in the very far back as if someone trying to forget its existence.
Blowing away the dust, she sat on the principle's spinning chair and opened the file on top of the desk. Under the light of torches, each one started to read the papers and find a connection.
"Oh, looks like Mama was also commented on excellent dancing skills and was even leading the ballet team" Belle added with a smile.
"How sweet, but it is not what we are looking for. Focus Belle" Gustave scolded her.
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High School Populaire
FanfictionIn every High school, you have different social cycles where each student belongs to. What would happen if 4 students from very different groups end up being a target by an unknown individual hiding in the shadows? Will each one try to save him or h...