Summary: On March 24 the unthinkable happened-a student was kidnapped straight out of the Degrassi halls. Now, everyone is looking for the missing student as well as trying to protect themselves from becoming possible next victims.
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"Great practice ladies!" Chantay called out as the power squad practice finally came to an end. Anya immediately brightened, while she loved the power squad with all her heart, all these practices were starting to wear her out. "Remember tomorrow morning, 7 am sharp we're having a quick meeting in the cafeteria!" Chantay yelled as a reminder as the power squad girls gathered their belongings, most already bounding out of the gym.
"7?" Jenna asked. "Isn't that just a bit early?" Chantay gave her a hard look which made Jenna leave the gym even quicker.
"Running this squad with an iron fist," Anya teased as Chantay shoved her belongings into her bag in a mad rush. "Are you trying to win the Kentucky derby or something?"
"No, I'm late for a doctor's appointment, my mom is going to kill me," Chantay grumbled. "I've got to place some paperwork on Mr. Simpson's desk as approval for our first competition and then I've got to lock up the gym," Chantay explained.
"Well, I can do it for you," Anya offered. "I'm in no rush." Chantay looked at Anya gratefully.
"Anya you're a lifesaver you know that?" Chantay asked fishing the keys out of her gym bag and tossing them at Anya. She then took out a manila folder and handed it to Anya. "The smallest key opens Simpson's office, just place the manila folder on top of his desk. The key with the green writing on it is for the gym, turn off the lights and shut all the doors, double check just in case-"
"Chantay, go," Anya laughed. "It'll be fine." Chantay smiled grabbing her things and darting for the gym doors.
"Thanks again Anya, just return the keys to me tomorrow morning! Bye!" Anya smiled to herself as she packed up the rest of her stuff and headed off. She walked over and flicked off the lights in the gym exiting and shutting both of the doors. The lights in the hallway were off, making it difficult, but after trying most of the other keys she found the key that locked the doors. After that was finished she headed down the hallway towards the main office.
"Jeez, creepy much?" She asked herself as she walked along the deserted hallways. It reminded her of this one scary movie she watched where the unsuspecting girl was walking in her school hallway and while it was obvious she was alone she kept hearing this noise and it turned out the murderer was in the school and ended up killing her. Anya felt her heart begin to race just a little at the thought. She reasoned it probably wasn't best to think about a movie where someone got killed who was in a scene similar to the one she was in now.
The main office was empty, as was the rest of the school, which made her feel even odder about being there. She hurried and went to Simpson's office, the door on the far side. She wrestled with the keys, until she found the smallest key and opened the office. She laughed to herself when she saw how messy Simpson's office was. While the rest of the office was in pristine condition, papers and folders lined up neatly, his office was a disaster area. However, it was Mr. Simpson. He was notorious for losing papers and finding them weeks later. His desk was a massive stack of paper and folder and she felt a little nervous about leaving such important paperwork on top. What if the pile fell over and it got shuffled to the bottom? Chantay would probably never forgive her if Mr. Simpson didn't approve the papers for them to go to competition.
Ring! Ring! Anya screamed, jumping backwards in alarm until she realized it was her cellphone that had rung. She took a deep breath and then pulled it out of the pocket of her bag.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Where are you?" Holly J demanded. Anya sighed, mentally slapping herself for forgetting that she was supposed to be meeting Holly J and Sav at the Dot after practice. All three of them were assigned to work on a project together, which was lovely since Anya had broken up with Sav, barely talked to Holly J any longer and was still a bit upset over the fact that they had started dating. Thankfully, they had called things off, but it didn't make things any less awkward.
"Sorry, I promised Chantay I'd lock up and drop off some paperwork for Simpson to approve," Anya replied hoping Holly J didn't totally explode.
"Well, you're late and we've got to get started on the project. Sav and I already mapped out the different tasks we each are going to be doing, we need you so we can go over them and coordinate," Holly J explained.
"Okay, I'm leaving Simpson's office right now, be there in ten minutes I swear," Anya said.
"Alright, see you soon, bye," And with that Holly J hung up. Anya shut her phone and tossed it into her bag and quickly placed the folder on Mr. Simpson's desk, turning and running out. She almost forgot to shut and lock the door, but remembered before she skidded out into the hallway. She took forever getting the right key, because she was in such a rush. Finally she was able to lock the door and hurried out into the hallway, walking at a quickened pace. She threw Chantay's keys in her purse and as she looked up she caught sight of a person, moving past the end of the hallway. Anya froze. The school was supposed to be empty.
"Hello?" Anya called out thinking maybe it was just the janitor, although she knew for a fact she had seen the janitor leave earlier before practice had let out. Anya crept forward, swallowing nervously as silence remained as the answer to her question. She glanced around her and then shook her head. She was probably just in such a hurry she thought she had seen someone. She chuckled slightly as she joked it was Holly J come to bite her head off for being late. "Oh god!" Anya yelped the thoughts of Holly J reminding her that if she didn't start running she'd be late and get berated by Holly J even more.
BAM! Anya screamed, tripping over her own feet and landing on the floor, her belongings scattering all along the hallway. She sat up, looking up and down the hallway quickly, shaking when she realized she was still alone. She knew she had heard a locker being slammed shut. It had sounded so close and so loud.
"Whose there?" Anya yelled out, although her voice came out quieter than expected and pierced with fear. She waited for a few minutes before she turned and began to collect her belongings. She was just standing up when suddenly she felt something wrap around her neck and pull upwards tightly. She dropped her things back, her hands flying to her neck as she was beginning to get choked.
"Shh," She let out a strangled cry of alarm at the deep male voice that whispered in her ear. She felt a hand gently caress her cheek and she tried hard not to flinch or struggle. "It's Anya, isn't it?" She coughed, the hold on her neck still there and preventing her from breathing. She felt it loosen and she sucked in a deep breath of air before screaming.
She knew no one would be around to hear her. She knew that it was a fruitless attempt at saving herself, but it was all she had. At least, until she felt something connect with the back of her head and everything went black.
