Peter stood in the room, blocking out the sounds of everything around him as he tried to fix the chair he had broke. Despite people punching, slashing, yelling, and leaving, he was too focused to notice. However, in the end, the chair fell apart despite his attempts at repairing it. When he looked up from his fruitless task, the room was almost completely empty. 

"Crap, where did everyone go...?" 

He bolted from the room and entered the hallway at a brisk pace. The school's hallways seemed a bit... odd almost, but Peter didn't notice, as he was a bit frantic. Most of the doors had yellow caution tape over them, which were a bit out of place in Peter's opinion, but they helped narrow down the list of where everyone had gone. He eventually made his way to the gymnasium, and entered. There were other students there... he couldn't help but give a sigh of relief. Some people were taking a seat in the bleachers, so Peter assumed there was a speech or something similar about to be made. He strode over to one of the bleachers, and took a seat in the front row.