Selene reached into her shorts to retrieve her phone, pressing her house's number on the screen before placing it close to her ear. Her eyes fluttered shut, and praying to hear a voice on the other end. Once again, there was nothing. No ring. No voicemail. No auto message that plays in error if the line is disconnected for any reason. 

[i]Nothing.[/i] 

Her slender pale fingers brushed her hair back as the blonde beauty was startled by the masculine accent voice, her eyes flew opened to reveal the beautiful dark blue eyes. In her line of vision, she noticed the familiar curly hair and the leather jacket, confusion covered his face. One of the many looks from the students, seeking for an explanation. Yet, there was none.    

"Nathan," she whispered, uncertain on how to explain the situation in hand. " I do not know."

"[b]Was there a senior prank I didn't know about planned? Usually they do these things toward the end of the year, no?[/b]"

Her body turned to face the owner's voice, their classmate Alex. He was one of the few that still remained in the empty classroom. She watched the senior pace back and forth, a worried expression on his face. 

[i]He must be thinking about Emma.I pray she is alright. [/i]

A terrify look took hold of her soft features, it stop the beauty cold. The first thought popped into her mind took her by surprise, almost as if it were placed there. [i]Lucian![/i] Selene almost shouted out the little boy's name. She had to see if he was fine. If her family was fine. 

Just as she was plucking her school bag from the floor, a muted rumble reached her ears. Conversations in the hall ceased. Suddenly, a series of violent shakes disturbed everything not nailed to the floor. Selene was sent flying on her side, the tsunami of tables and chairs were pushed to the far corner of the room. The cold title floor didn't do many wonders to her side. As the tremendous shakes gradually but surely faded away, she shockingly looked up at the other students in the class, and then her gaze flung downward to the aching burning her side. Selene lifted her shirt and investigated a painful, purple-blue bruise running from the side of her stomach to her lower thigh. "Shit,"