Precognition

Precognition (Chapter Two) {Setting Two}

DiMarco's POV

Welcome to North Warrenton Preparatory School. The place where literal hell comes to life. Not the hell that you think you'd go to which has fiery pits and all, but the kind of hell that repeats your worst moments in school over and over and over again. But actually at this point, what's the difference? It's hard to believe but you'd get used to it though. If you surround yourself with the right people then it's not so hard to get through the day. 

The walls of the school are coated with black and navy-marine blue paint to match our school colors. The lockers, however, that surround you as soon as you walk through our entrance are colored solid white. Although this color choice may not seem like a big deal, it completely makes anyone who has a serious case of OCD go insane how it just throws the school colors out of line. Our pay phone, yes we still have those, are constantly being in use by our students. A while ago our faculty members and principals had a meeting to determine if they should disconnect it. But fortunately it brings in money. It still baffles me because we all have cellphones. iPhones, to be exact, but yet we still use the pay phone.  

As soon as I enter the 90's aesthetically-pleasing building I usually make my way towards the cafeteria. This is where I usually meet my friends before school starts even though I usually eat my breakfast at home. I sit with my friends while they finish theirs here. Though, I try not to make eye-contact with the lunch ladies, for my reputation around here isn't quite the best. Being popular while having a "rich daddy" AND a squeaky clean record makes the people here kind of suspicious. It's not the rich part that makes people suspicious about me, because to be fair we all have a wealthy parent, or a parent that makes a substantial amount of money. It's the squeaky clean record. The normal popular student is usually involved with a scandal. It sounds so tv-ish but to be honest, that is was prep school is. Sex scandal, drug scandal, nudes leak and getting spread; its a complete mess. They try to hide it with the "nice and innocent boy" or "nice and innocent girl" act, but who cant see through that? A lot of people do. And by "a lot of people" I mean public schools because god forbid our principals and students think anything negative about our precious little students and children.

But, this is also where the cafeteria ladies come into play. Majority of the students here like them. They're literally the ones that hold all of the gossip and information about every student and faculty member here, either true or false. Lets just say the "info" they have on me is completely stupid and false. A while ago, my dad 

"DiMarco!" I hear, disrupting me from my thoughts.

I turn around and see my friend Lily and Gage. 

Lily is the smartest one out of our little bunch. She loves to participate in academic things around the school. Her beautifully long, light-toned brunette hair is---I guess---her trademark because she's literally the only girl in school who always has it in the same style EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. Her curly hair is down with extremely long bangs, but they're parted to each side of her face. It's cute.

Gage is unique. He's energetic. Also a little sensitive. He has the attention span of a flea, and it makes me laugh at how quick he can jump from any topic to another one. His jet black hair and pasty skin with rosy undertone always appealed to me. 

"We literally called your name five times, man." Gage says as he reaches to give me a hug.

"Sorry, I had a little something on my mind." I responded.

"Anything wrong?"Lily asked.

"No. Just thinking about something funny that happened with my dad earlier." I lied. I looked between the two of them and noticed two people were missing. "Where is Elliot and Paige?" I ask.