High School Populaire

Chapter 15

A few weeks later and everyone's lives turned back to normal. Our heroes focused on their school, their studies and their associated group of friends. However, they kept the weekly meetings where they spent some time together.

They, also greeted each other in the hallway, when school was over or had a small talk in front of their lockers: no more incidents, no more hunting. The information which had learnt still haunted the back of their minds, but no one dared to bring it up.

Almost no one. Adam had done excessive research, going as far as to hack his dad's computer to find more information. Yes, he had left it behind, but his curiosity pushed him to learn more about the culprit and the incident.

If he hated one thing more than Math, was leaving something unfinished. He had to find answers, find out if it was the original culprit or a copycat. Angel heard his almost daily updates and commented on his theories but never searched it herself.

Part of her wanted to just go back to normal. No more fights and dangers situations no more lie to her father and playing with fire. The adrenaline was good but not something she wanted or needed.

Her primary focus now was the play which would be premiered in two and a half weeks. The pressure was big, everyone rushing to finish costumes, choreographies and adding the final touches to the rehearsals.

On top of that, the Masquerade was only a few days away.

To celebrate the 200th anniversary of their school, Principal Gerard had decided to host a masquerade. However, he decided to go to the extremes and to have it much with the rich history of both the school and Paris.

Thus, the masquerade would be an exact replica of the 1800s ones where rich people attended. The costumes had to be extra, and the music would be only classical. Many were excited and equally not excited by this plan, and yet; everyone would lose a day of school to party.

A specific raven-haired teen was equally excited for the party. Along with her group, they had decided to go for extreme but nicely done haunting costumes. Her, being the slight perfectionist she was, decided that no ready costume was enough.

Her mind was filled with different ideas that she instantly drew down on a paper, making constant changes until she found her peace. Wanting to go for originality, she decided to mix different elements to create a costume like no other.

Getting to work, she used all of her free time to draw it with fine detail and then work on her mother's sewing machine for hours and hours.

Erik smiled when he first saw her, reminded of his deceased wife. He was also excited, wanting to see what his daughter's genius mind had managed to come up with. For that, he stood on his armchair and read a book in Farsi, but his mind was on the room upstairs.

Angel by now, she should have gotten dress and add final touches of whatever makeup she needed. The doorbell rang, and he closed his book before heading towards the door. He raised an eyebrow at the man in front of him.

Adam had decided to get dressed as the Phantom of the Opera, taking ideas from the many times he observed rehearsals while waiting for Angel. However, also wanting originality, he had made a few changes.

His cape had a simple black one, and he had ditched the hat the Phantom wore. His clothing also was different, having added a simple black velvet vest on top of a white shirt. Last change was the mask, which covered only half of his face.

It extended to cover his left side, covering the forehead and reaching until down his chin. He gave a dramatic bow, making sure to move the cape as well.

"Good evening, monsieur Destler," he said in a slightly heavier voice with a smirk.

"And here I thought you would show up dressed a monkey" Erik commented as he walked back inside, Adam soon following him.