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[h1][color=lightblue]Alex[/color][/h1]

"Alexander!" 
The shrill voice jolted Alex out of his slumber, blue eyes wide and gazing around him rapidly. His gaze finally locked on the older woman in front of his desk, hands on her hips and a none-too-happy expression on her face. It took a few moments for Alex to register what exactly was occurring. He had barely slept last night. His room had been absolutely freezing and he had tossed and turned all night, trying to scavenge as much of the blanket as possible. After a moment of blank staring, he finally discovered he was in his second period history class and Ms. Woods was glaring down at him like he had stolen the Mona Lisa from its museum.

He ran a hair through his blonde hair, clearing his vision and finally gave the woman a cheeky smile. [color=lightblue]"Hello, Ms. Woods. Can I help you with something?"[/color] He politely, yet jokingly inquired. A couple girls giggled and began whispering excitedly. For some reason, this happened often and Alex never knew why. He glanced over at them questioningly and their eyes widened as they turned away hastily, holding back their smiles. He shrugged it off with a sigh.

"Yes, Mr. Remington. You can help me by STAYING. AWAKE. As charming as you are, I have no sympathy for you when you're not paying attention in my class."She emphasized and stalked back to the chalk board, returning to creating irritating sounds with a piece of chalk. 

Though he stayed awake for the remainder of the class, he hadn't exactly paid attention. His mind recovered the memories of his day slowly and he finally realized he had rushed out the door this morning without walking Emma to school. Alex hoped she got to school alright this morning. She tended to be a troublemaker whenever she found an opening to be. It was a miracle she hadn't been sent to Coates Academy yet.

The bell rang and Alex hopped out of his seat with a sigh of relief. He rubbed his eyes as he made his way out the door and toward AP Chem, a class he personally dreaded more than the rest of them. With a yawn, he practically fell into his seat in the back of the room and buried his head in his arms.  He didn't have to pick his head up to know a girl was picking a fight with Mr. Phillips again. The same brunette girl did it every day. A lecture from the teacher about behavior always followed. Sometimes he forgot this was supposed to be an AP class.
 
Then all of a sudden, it got silent. Alex picked his head up and stared forward. Mr. Phillips was gone. The girl that was sitting in front of him was gone too along with the boy two seats away from him. They couldn't have all just left in the few seconds he had his face buried in his sleeves. He watched as a girl, who he recalled was named Selene, got to the front of the room and declared, [color=purple]"I am going to have to say that.... school is most likely out now?"[/color]

Alex stood up as a surge of energy along with confusion filled him. [color=lightblue]"Wait... What just happened again?"[/color]He inquired. He made his way rapidly over to the door and yanked it open. He glanced up and down the hallways, hoping to see Mr. Phillips and the missing kids there. Instead, he saw a few dozen faces peeking out of doorways as well, matching his expressions of confusion. 

"Our teacher just vanished!"One kid exclaimed to another. "Yeah mine too!" A young voice answered from elsewhere. 
"A bunch of seniors just disappeared along with them! ... My phone isn't working!"

Alex moved back into the room, letting the door slam as he took out his phone. He began trying to send a text to Emma. [color=lightblue]"No signal. "[/color] He murmured and glanced at Selene. [color=lightblue]"Was there a senior prank I didn't know about planned? Usually they do these things toward the end of the year, no?"[/color]
 


[h1][color=lightcoral]Emma[/color][/h1]

Emma sharply inhaled when she felt sudden weight grip her shoulders. The weight wrapped around her and she finally registered this weight as a set of arms that felt surprisingly warm despite the cool water their bodies were submerged in. It suddenly wasn't very hard to keep her head over the surface. She didn't waste her breath on speaking as he swam them over toward the boat. As they neared the boat, he tossed her over the hull and she quickly grabbed on and began pulling herself back on board. Rolling over on her back against the wood, she settled her weight on her elbows and glanced up to find her savior. A boy with dark hair had his arms crossed over the side of the boat. She took an awkward pause to catch her breath, letting him be the first to speak. 

[color=teal]"Were you going to look for mermaids, or did you just fall in?" [/color]the boy asked between low pants, [color=teal]"Decent-sized fish. Would make a good dinner." [/color]He swept his hair out of his eyes and squinted at her, [color=teal]"What's your name?"[/color]

Emma stared at him as she began peeling wet strands of hair off her neck and collecting it into a ponytail. She sat up a little and finally answered, [color=lightcoral]"I jumped in. I thought my dad fell in or something but he wasn't in the water."[/color] She chose to ignore the fish comment and prioritize other topics, [color=lightcoral]"I'm Emma. Thank you for saving me, I'm really grateful and all but I still don't know where my dad went. One moment he was here and the next..."[/color] She drew off, doing one more scope around the boat. [color=lightcoral]"He was gone."[/color] Emma sighed stressfully and moved over to the side of the boat to offer him a hand in helping him up.[color=lightcoral] "What's your name?" [/color]
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