Broken Core || Sander Sides Highschool AU ||

Chapter 8: You may not like what you see

"I'm not going to remind y'all- at this point you already know what to do. Your lucky there is only some swear- nothing major."- Brew

Virgil's POV

"Woohoo! Class is officially over!" Remy cheered as we walked out of the class.

"You do realize that we have class tomorrow? To be exact we have in less than 18 hours and 58 seconds counting until the-"

"Nope don't ruin this for me, babes." Remy says putting his hand over his ears. Emile bouncing up and down excited.

"So now we are going to do some interrogation! Whose good cop and whose bad cop?" Emile asked, turning over to face Luke.

"That's not how interrogations work, only in cartoons Emile." Luke reminded us. Emile pouted, playing with his loose backpack straps.

"I don't know dorks... maybe he really didn't change..maybe this is some wild goose chase" Remus said, looking down at his silver sneakers. His arm wrapped around Damien's left arm. 

"What makes you say that?" I ask, remembering how terrible Romano looked at our first class. Not to mention in the gym he had to sit out due to his arm.

"Just a hunch." Remus mumbles,

"Well too bad. We're going to interrogate this guy and find out what triggers Romano!" Emile explains, rubbing his hands like some cartoon villain. Remus looked unfazed.

"Whatever."

"Alright I have Tommy Lake's address in my computer." Luke said, to Emile. They started rambling on about their plan, I stopped walking to catch up with the pace Remus and Damien.

"Okay so what actually made you doubt that Romano could be nice?" I ask, Damien hisses at me, wrapping his left arm around Remus's tight. I hiss back at Damien, he paused as if no one has ever did that to him.

"I don't really owe you an explanation, you know that right Virgin?" Remus says looking up from his shoe, I could see he was trying to hide a smug grin.

"Its Virgil, and I guess not, but it's just going to prove you're hiding something." I point out, playing with my hoodies strings. When Remus didn't say anything I decided to press the subject one more time.

"Were you two really that close? Are you mad he went with his jock friends to soccer practice or something?" Now remembering how Romano told me the story of how he broke his hand.

"Soccer practice?" He looks at me confused. I roll my eyes, not sure if he was playing dumb or he actually didn't know.

"Yes Remus, soccer practice." I look at him, searching for any sign of realization, but his face still looks confused as ever.

"Romano hates sports, is this some sort of joke or something?" I stop on my tracks. Remus and Damien stop as well, waiting for me to catch up.

This didn't make sense, I looked around, my vision getting hazy. I blink back hard.

Is Remus lying or is Romano? Why would Romano lie about breaking his arm?

"Remus?" I say, my voice small. He was about to probably shout some insult until he saw my face. He unwraps himself out of Damien and waves his hand in a shoo motion for me to continue.

"Did Romano leave the house, at all?" Remus paused for a moment, then shrugged.

"I don't think so, but I left to go with you guys so there is a chance he could've left at that time too." Remus said. I stare blankly at the floor.