Dwight didn't know what to do, he faked his slumber until Hunter left, and he just laid, sprawled on his bed, warm and secure, but inside, he was terrified, his breathing slashed as he began to feel overwhelmed again, he tried to breathe, he couldn't do this right now, he had to get ready. He got up and trudged over to the bathroom to brush his hair again. He followed it up by washing his face and using mouthwash, brushing his teeth again was unnecessary. He kept on the same clothes and grabbed his bag. Before he left however he had grabbed the box of chicken and tossed it into the fridge for later. 327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7OuQmYJVau
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          He left the dorm room, very stressed, and trying his hardest to push everything he was already focused on to the side so he could just get through these next few classes without having to hunch into a corner and seize up. He checked his pockets, checking to make sure nothing was missing, even though he never put anything there in the first place. It was just something he would do; it was something that helped slightly in this scenario, considering he was trying to do anything that would distract him from everything else. Suddenly, something got him excited just a bit, he had thought of something to think about. What was he going to do after his classes with the 7241 boys? He thought about it a bit, going back to his relaxing dorm room to lay in bed and get comfy, the others would likely be there, all watching television, on their phones, and generally having a good time with each other. They always did….. This wasn’t working, he couldn’t take his mind off the horrid situation, the only thing that could do that at this point was sleep.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8owMfqOq9R
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          He arrived at his destination, it was a smaller classroom. He went inside and picked a seat, immediately resting his head as he had a good 11 minutes or so to try to relax, and get calm, he’d need to if he was gonna focus on class. Nothing seemed like it was working however, it seemed regardless of the method he still had his mind on the phone, the messages he got a glance of, the loud bang, and her face, God, that’s what got him, her face. It was a strong mixture of dread, blending him to pieces, nothing was going to fix this. 327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkiMrNwFs6i
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          As a few minutes passed, he would still lie there, trying to shake his memory, trying to do anything to forget about the situation. He just wanted to sleep, it was his new plan for when he was done with his classes. There was no way he was studying, and unless he could stuff his face once he got home, he was going immediately to sleep. He yawned once or twice and once the time had come for him to focus on the professor, he would rest his head on his restful binder, and he would try his best to stay focused. He sat and stared at the wall as the time flew by, the professor cracked a few jokes as he ran through the details of the year and practically scribbled on the board, there were practically no notes, it was widely different from the first class he had, granted, that was his math class, and this was history. 327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgyk3dWfgEb
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          He eventually got that class over with barely any notes, not as he predicted, and his confusion on what the professor was talking about felt pretty high, it didn't matter, he probably wasn't talking about anything important anyways. This frustration made him upset, not only was it messing with him mentally, but now it was messing with his schoolwork, and making him lose progress. He had to figure this out before he’d even think about going to his next class. Which he would still have 20 minutes till. Usually, he would eat lunch around this time, might’ve been a good time to go take a bite back at the dorm; but he was far too distressed to eat right now, it would very quickly just make him throw up. He had a better idea actually, he wanted to get to the bottom of this. He made haste and ran up to the 5th district buildings and avoided acting suspicious but he would make notes by checking around the buildings for anything. When he found nothing but police tape, he decided to make excuses with his mind to pretend it never happened, it was beginning to make him sick to his stomach, nobody else was talking about it, why should he. This didn't help. Why was nobody talking about it? There was a loud bang, all the 7241 boys saw that it happened, all of them fully acknowledged it happened, Dwight especially. So why ignore it? Is it forbidden to talk about it? Sure it was under investigation, maybe people were just avoiding talking about it because it was under wraps. Maybe he just hasn't noticed anybody talk about it, he finally got it together, a plan.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt9IUnF89nI
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          He planned to finish his classes and go through all his messages and everything else. He had to get some more information, maybe search through some social media sites, the news even. Regardless, he realized he was now obsessed with all of this, but how could he not be, it was tormenting him; possibly for all the wrong reasons.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2k60lzn9zk
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Dwight, after time had passed, made it to his next class on time, culinary class, which was… interesting. One of his buddies was in it, however. His name was Ashton, quite the interesting fellow, always had a different thing he was super into every other week. And when he expressed it, oh boy did he express it. This week was some TV show he must have binge-watched at some point. He rocked a t-shirt inspired by it, black jeans, and white and black running shoes. He had his nose pierced and had maple-colored hair. He had been sleeping when Dwight first walked in, can’t blame him, this class kind of blew. 3 minutes and the professor would start his instruction, hopefully, it would be some form of interesting, something to take his mind off of things more-so. It was only a matter of time before he fell asleep, perhaps that would… no, this class was just as important as any other class. He grabbed a piece of paper and set it down as the professor began to speak, his eyes got heavy, but he kept himself awake.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK4iixqW5HZ
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As he walked out of the class, he was approached by Ashton, who stretched and yawned as he had slept all of the class. He’s “good buddies” with the professor so he’d get copies of the notes later, but regardless, that was beside the point.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHfvyVWAJXq
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“Hey, been a long time since I’ve seen you, Ash,” Dwight said.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPOjdgjGWWt
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“It has huh, it felt like last week I saw you at the Arby’s down on Canton Blvd. y’know, breaks off from highway seven, Ashton replied."327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk6kWwZqjW3
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“Oh, that's true,” Dwight stated.  Ashton knew clearly that something was wrong from not only the beading sweat on Dwight, but his distressed look and his baggy eyes asked Dwight if he was okay.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdAlkzMvkOB
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“Oh, I'm fine, I just got a slamming headache,” Dwight replied.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbTDMQpPcU2
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He wasn’t wrong, all this stress was surely giving him some head pain, but it was minor and he just barely noticed it to the point of pointing it out. Dwight scratched his head and yawned as they kept walking.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJhgKDRMor2
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“Well, did you at least hear about that art club incident?” Ashton asked curiously.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjSacRrzzYV
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“Wait what?” Dwight replied eagerly.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDvFpbfucpO
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“I’ll take that as a no, well… basically there was a large fistfight between Marley and Johnathan, crap got intense real fast,” Ashton explained.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡadbKOkzAyf
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Marley was the leader of the art club, Dwight had no idea why Johnathan of all people would even interact with Marley, but them fighting? That’s completely odd.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTA2KMYKyzc
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 Ashton continued, “Apparently they got into it because Johnathan was messing around and put a big ol’ hole in one of the posters the club had been working on for the basketball game that was coming up. Don’t ask me how, he just did.”327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9B9aAppFvI
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“Wouldn't Johnathan be like, punished or something?” Dwight asked.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ67qEuD2NyV
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Ashton just shrugged. “So, did you want to head down to the cafe? Grab some grub, I’m starving.” Ashton stated.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbW2BcBDWio
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“Sure, why not, I could go for some food,” Dwight replied. Dwight said this perfectly knowing that he could just go back home and eat, but, he wanted to talk to Ashton some more, Ashton got around due to his popularity, he knows a lot of things, but then… why hasn’t he mentioned her yet... Was she strictly forbidden, was she not at all to even be hinted at. Was the whole situation to be pushed aside. Why has nobody even stated her existence of her, it feels like nobody but the 7241 boys are aware of what even happened. This is sickening.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8fAmSRmwy9
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Dwight kept walking with Ashton, making his way to the café with him. He was getting ready to talk, but Ashton opened his mouth again.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN7V3rlsYzH
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“So anyway, why are you so stressed out?” He asked.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ujUxPriPx
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“W- wha-” Dwight was swiftly cut off.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3B8acigkWk
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 “Well clearly you’re stressed out over something, you’re sweating bullets, (“I am?”) you’re stuttering, (“Really?”) and said you have a headache, right? (“Yeah…”) So what’s up man?” He finished.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEuyL3kaFCi
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“It- it’s- did you happen to hear an explosion last night, see any smoke? Lights? Sounds? Oddities? Dwight asked.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWNzbKYImbu
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“Well yeah, I’m pretty sure everybody did, it was pretty intense.” He said.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR15JsRKugo
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 “Well, did you see the cause?” “Nope.”327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSo7Z1C7oXw
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“Figures...” Dwight said with a steep pitch in his voice.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNVuLdalaCc
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Ashton didn't say anything further as Dwight began to go as if he was going to speak.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkrlphlQp3y
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Dwight thought to himself for a second, trying to grab a recollection of everything without sparking a full-on panic attack.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmbs6oFxH2M
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"Amanda Baker had killed herself last night, and- I had gotten messages from Audrey, and she said there were people in the building, and they looked threatening, and... oh God.." Dwight stopped as he felt sick, and held his head as he closed his eyes and looked towards the concrete below him. He took a second and continued.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2yq6S685S9
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"This all just seems insane, I just feel like this has been nothing but a God damn rumor and a stupid joke that somebody's playing on me because I'm I have a God damn crush on Audrey. This is just..." Dwight stopped again as Ashton intervened. 327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5X1k5GpXjd
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"Hey man, calm down, if it makes you feel any better, I did hear about Amanda's death, and though I couldn't tell you about that crazy-ass explosion or whatever, it did happen. And something is up if Audrey was messaging you about all that crazy shit. Has she messaged you since then?" Ashton asked as he finished.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYZRye8Ob81
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"I don't have my phone on me," Dwight stated.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBd1P7r7ocx
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"We'll tell you what, after all of our classes are over, let's meet up at your place, figure this out, clearly something is going on, and I'm not entirely sure I like the sound of all this. It's too early in the year for things to go batshit," Ashton chuckled to keep the mood up.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbwsmTSfR7R
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Dwight felt a bit better as he was reassured that he wasn't just being messed with or that he wasn't going insane. 327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOFYE1jpU9y
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"Alright, that sounds like a plan... thanks Ash," Dwight replied.327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVDOdap8JXQ
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"No problem man. Let's get some grub."327Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGRDueYuZrC
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