Drew pulled up outside the school, parking his beat up Jeep towards the back of the parking lot so it went unnoticed. He stepped out of the vehicle, sighing as he felt a stinging sensation in his side still. He grabbed the janitor outfit from the back of the Jeep and began to put it on over his regular clothes. He grabbed a blue cap off of his dashboard and put it on his head, looking towards the ground as he locked up his car and slowly began walking towards the school.
"I'm not in the mood to put up with any of these kids." he muttered to himself, reaching the front of the school where he saw multiple police officers blocking off half of the entrance. A group of parents were shouting at them as the principal of the school stood inside and watched them.
"Where is my son?! He told me he was staying after school and never showed up at home!" a spanish mother screamed. "You haven't told us anything!"
"My son has gone missing and all you're doing is standing around!" a father shouted.
"If my daughter isn't found there's going to be serious hell to pay!" another mother shouted.
"My little boy was worried sick about his brother! Why is his bag just lying around on the ground outside the school?! You have to know something!"
Drew walked by the parents, opening the non-blocked off entrance and moving right past the principal. He looked back for a second and shook his head.
"God dammit. We're too late." he whispered to himself. He continued walking, reaching the intersection where both the auditorium and the gymnasium were blocked off by police tape. "What the hell happened here?"
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"Professor Romero! There you are!" the principal shouted, spotting the psychology teacher who was strutting down the hall with his bag hanging off of his shoulder. He looked over at her, his eyes wide from being caught off guard. Romero then smiled, nodding his head at the woman.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I think we may be sending the students home early today with all that's going on. I'll make an announcement over the loudspeaker shortly but let the other staff members know. Sports and clubs are cancelled today." the principal informed and then hastily walked away.
Romero shrugged, continuing to walk down the hall from the gymnasium. He reached a set of stairs and began to ascend them, looking down to see a janitor standing in the middle of the hallway. The janitor raised his head and Romero felt a chill go down his spine.
"Morning Professor!" the janitor shouted to him, giving him a slight wave. Romero weakly waved his hand, the blood draining from his face.
"It's him. The one who tried to stop us." the Higher Being spoke up. Romero nodded his head, reaching the second floor of the school. He walked down a hall, spotting Johnny and Sophie whispering to each other while their bodies were pressed together against a locker.
"Morning Professor!" Sophie said with a big smile. Romero gave a half smile as he continued walking by the two.
"Stop." the Higher Being commanded. Romero stopped in his tracks, causing both students to look over at him. He turned around, his eyes completely black as he approached the two. He reached out with both of his pointer fingers.
"Professor?" Sophie asked.
"Activate." the Higher Being calmly spoke. His fingers pressed against both of their foreheads and their eyes rolled briefly to the back of their heads. The Higher Being then gave control of the body back to Romero, who turned and went back to walking down the hall.
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The Outcasts *COMPLETED*
Science FictionAfter a meteor shower a small group of teenagers begin to develop a strange set of abilities they never had before. They aren't the only ones that realize this however as they are quickly pulled from their normal lives and taught about who and what...