Welcome to Night school: A short story

Chapter two

(The main character Lucas belongs to @AriaNightmare from her book Omens. Go check it out!)

"That's our school?" Lucas exclaimed, shocked. The crowd of students that were going into the school went around him, some casting him odd looks as they went by. Lucas and Wyatt were standing in front of the entrance gates, Lucas gaping at the building. The school was a large nightmarish looking place, like a school out of a horror film. Though that might have been the point. "Are you. . . Ok?" Wyatt asked dully. Lucas closed his mouth and swallowed. "Yeah. . . Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just a little. . . Never mind. Let's go." He strode forward, Wyatt trudging after him. Damn scary building. Damn stupid school. Ugh. . . He pushed his way into the front entrance and stopped short. The school actually. . . Looked pretty normal on the inside. Same metal lockers. Same sheer bright lights shining overhead. Same long hallways. Same spotless floor (well maybe not the last one in normal schools). Of course there were still some weird things that set it aside from other schools. He saw that a bulletin board to his right was plastered with weird posters sporting advertisements for clubs and friendly reminders from the teachers like, "Let's stop shedding in hallways!" And "Love flying? Come on over to the Flight Sports club!" And stuff like that. Of course the students were far from normal as well.

But aside from that, the school looked, well, ordinary. Wyatt stared out into the hallway, eyes slightly glazed over. "Yeah. It's pretty boring huh? Don't worry, though. There are a bunch of student lounges. And clubs. Stuff like that." He squinted at the bulletin board. "Oh. The Roasting club is looking for new members. Huh. The last one must have dropped out or something." "Roasting?" Lucas asked. "Yeah. You know, for kids who breathe or have fire. They roast things." Wyatt started walking down the hallway, making Lucas follow this time. "Hey," Lucas grabbed Wyatt's arm. "I gotta go to the office. I need my schedule." Wyatt stopped and stared at him blankly. "Oh. Ok." He began walking again. He led Lucas up a few flight of stairs and brought him to a door with a sign next to it that read "Office" in big letters. "Ok." He said, stopping at the door. "Here's the office." "Thanks," Lucas pulled open the door and walked in. His breath caught in his throat when he saw the secretary sitting at it's desk. It was a big lumpy purple creature with multiple eyes all over it's body and five tentacle like arms. It seemed to be reading a stack of papers, while writing something on a clipboard, whilst also playing on it's phone, all at once. Lucas wanted to turn around and stomp right back out of the room, but swallowed and held his ground.

"Um. . ." He approached the desk cautiously. "Excuse me?" Three of it's eyes looked up at him. One of the eyes blinked, making a wet squishing sound. He fought the urge to run away and instead coughed into his fist. "May I- May I please have my schedule and locker combination?" The creature put down the phone and pulled open one of the drawers. After sifting through it for a couple seconds, it pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it to him. Lucas took the paper, making sure to keep his fingers away from it's tentacle to avoid touching. "Thanks." The creature blinked a few of it's eyes in reply. Suppressing a shudder, Lucas left the office, nearly smacking Wyatt with the door in his haste to leave. "Oh," He quickly closed the door. "Sorry. I didn't know you were still standing there." Wyatt's face was blank. "That's ok." Lucas read his schedule.

12:30 to 1:15- Homeroom (Mr. Walters, Room A3)

1:15 to 2:00- Math (Mr. Frankers, Room C1)

2:00 to 2:15- Nutrition

2:15 to 2:45- Science (Ms. Luchard, Room C5)

2:45 to 3:15- Health (Professor OR, Room B3)

3:15 to 4:00- Biology (Mr. Greg, Room A2)