Sanders School for the Performing Arts *on hiatus*

The First Day

Warnings: swearing, spoiler from recent video (putting others first)

Logan's POV

I was the first to wake in our octet. I slowly opened my eyes, instantly regretting throwing my sleep schedule – figuratively – out the window. So much for eight hours for optimal sleep. I rubbed my cheek to remove a piece of popcorn that ended up stuck on my face. I had a momentary panic when the world remained blurry no matter how much I rubbed my eyes until I remembered that I have glasses for exactly this reason. I fumbled around aimlessly until I located my glasses.

I rolled my eyes, trying my hardest to ignore the mess and looked at my new acquaintances. Remy was fast asleep still sitting almost upright, with Emile curled up on his lap, his head on Remy's chest. Janus was lying relatively normal on the rest of the sofa, while Remus was draped over the back of the sofa, like how a cat would sleep. Roman and Patton were a mess of limbs, tangled up in blankets with various sweets stuck in their hair. I sat up and looked around again, one...two...three...four...five...six and then myself makes seven, wasn't there eight of us? Virgil! Where's Virgil? My brain finally started to catch up and function as it should. I stood up, shaking off the crumbs and blanket that Janus must've kicked off that fell onto me, and tried to find the missing member.

I thought back to what Janus and Remy had told us last night about Virgil. I understand now why they looked so scared when they let slip that they are Thomas' child. I know you probably want to know what happened dear readers, but for that you will have to wait for Virgil to be ready to tell you. 

I stumbled into the kitchen at a much slower pace than I usually would, making sure to still tap the door frame three times. This is why I stick to a sleep schedule.

"Hey Logan"

I jumped and placed a hand over where my heart is as I tried to regain a steady heartbeat. I looked around frantically to find the owner of the voice.

"Sorry didn't mean to scare you, I'm up here"

I looked up and there was Virgil, sat on top of the fridge eating Fruit Loops straight out of the box. What? Why? How? Furthermore, this just goes to show how short they are as their head isn't touching the ceiling and they're sat fairly upright.

I just started up at them mouth agape trying to find the right words. They held out the cereal to me,

"Want some gay Cheerios?"

I just shrugged, too sleep-deprived to question, "Sure"

They motioned for me to hold out my hand and then shook some Fruit Loops into my palm, I nodded my head in thanks and started to eat them.

"How did you get up there?" I asked, sitting on the counter opposite the fridge

"I climbed, how else? It's quiet up here, no one to get in your personal space and you get to scare the shit out of people like I did to you" they replied before stuffing a handful of the cereal in their mouth

"How long have you been up?"

"Dunno, what time is it?"

I glanced at my watch, "6:32 AM" I made a mental note that I need to get ready in 28minutes.

"A couple hours"

"So, you've just been sat up there for two hours?"

"No, I drew on Remus' face in sharpie, made coffee then came and sat up here," they said with a smirk

"What did you draw on Remus?"

"A moustache and some other small doodles. I was going to draw a dick but I think he'd appreciate that too much" they replied with a chuckle, which I reciprocated.