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51: cOrPsE

If things could get any weirder, they definitely did.

The power never came back on in the morning and the rain started up again, though I hardly saw any actual droplets; in fact, it looked more like mist. Our campus felt extremely unsettled, especially because the whole campus shut down on this long-anticipated Friday. No classes. No pig dissection.

Word spread through emails and texts sent to our phones. Our dorm sounded like a homecoming game with all the cheering resounding through the halls. I peered outside just long enough to catch girls in pajamas running to their friends so they could probably smoke weed or watch movies or party early, but crowds annoyed me, so stayed in my own room. Luna and I showered and got ready, waiting it out.

I texted Isaac to make sure he and Phil were okay, to which he replied, would be better with you here. Phil's monitoring the lobby in case people flip.

This sucked.

Now don't get me wrong, I loved when classes were canceled. I wished so many times that I'd gone to a college in Colorado or somewhere that snowed often so classes could be canceled more often. In my four years of school, I had a total of three cancelations, all due to either the professor getting sick or having some car issues that prevented him/her from coming in. But never, in my entire life of education, had an entire campus shut down because of power, rain, and dead bugs.

Yeah. Really.

No one noticed at first, until a few brave, determined souls set foot outside to head to a café or start their Friday raging early. But after a few screams and viral Snapchat videos/pictures, everyone caught wind that the rain had killed all the moths and butterflies in the area.

Our area, anyway.

People on my social media and in our dorm used this situation as an opportunity to get social media famous and spent so much time crowding around every freaking door and window in the dorm to record more butterflies dropping from the sky. Luna and I tried leaving several times, but the halls bustled with people who couldn't decide which window they wanted to occupy and I wasn't about to star in any more viral videos this semester. I just wanted to go downstairs to get some freaking muffins and coffee in me.

"Do we risk this acid rain to grab Qdoba?" Luna tapped her tooth with her acrylic nail, arms crossed, as she glanced out our window. "Do they even have chargers, though? I just need to ask Tyrell if he wants to meet up somewhere. You down to trespass into the guy's dorm with me to get our men?"

"Way ahead of you. Everyone'll be too distracted to notice." I tied off my converse and stood. "Everyone's making such a big freaking deal out of this. It's not the apocalypse."

"Right? Just a bunch of butterflies dying and likely going extinct today." Luna threw her black mini-backpack over her shoulder. "I really hope that's not true though."

On our trek downstairs, we wedged between any open space available just to get from the elevator to the lobby.

Annnd we really had this many people living here?

Several people occupied open chairs and couches while others conversed in the central kitchen, holding up their phones with comments like, "look at this one!" "Oh I have one like that too!" "What's wrong with the wings on this one?" "Dude that's a candy wrapper."

"Idiots. Anything for the likes," Luna muttered under her breath as she pulled a gray beanie over her ears.

Carmen shouted for people to back away from the front desk since many thought this was either her fault or that she somehow knew more about the situation than they did. I overheard a girl on my right on the phone with police.