Drake Merwin glided down the halls of what was left of Coates Academy, the place he now called 'home'. A lot had happened to Drake since the FAYZ, most importantly, however, was the creation of his whip-hand. He couldn't help but laugh as the others that were left in the school drew back in horror at the sight of Drake's right arm.
He was on his way to see Caine, who was known as 'fearless leader' to those who were afraid of him. Caine had called on Drake via Bug, which seemed odd because he usually sent Diana for things within the school, Bug they used mostly for spying. As much as Drake hated Diana, he certainly preferred her fetching him over Bug. The stupid creep had appeared out of nowhere right when Drake had stepped out of the shower. Drake wished he could just get rid of the stupid twerp, but he knew he couldn't because he was of use to Caine, and if he were to get rid of Bug, Caine would be very upset and annoyed, something Drake did not enjoy.
Drake had always been Caine's right-hand man (now an ironic title), but since the FAYZ, the two had been spending a lot more time together, and had almost opened up to each other in a sense.
Drake swung open the doors to the dining hall, where Caine had stationed himself. Caine turned away from some girl he was talking to, Penny.
"Drake, it's about damn time you got here. I sent Bug for you over an hour ago."
"Well the twerp only told me you wanted to see me ten minutes ago." Drake sneered.
"Whatever." Caine sighed. "Walk with me." They headed out the doors, towards the wing where Caine's room was located.
"So what'd you need me for anyway?" Drake asked, re positioning his whip-hand around his waist.
"We're going to take the power plant." Drake stopped in his tracks, they were right outside Caine's room.
"That's the stupidest idea I have ever heard. Who fed that shit to you, Diana?" Caine spun around on his heel, so as to face Drake.
"No, it was my idea. I don't take orders from that stupid bitch, you know that." Caine hissed. Drake smiled evilly. He reached out and leaned himself against the door to Caine's room with his left hand, pinning Caine against it.
"Trying to get on my good side by calling your little girlfriend names, are we?"
"Do you even have a good side?" Caine laughed. He slid his arm around Drake's neck." Of course I am, isn't that how we work, Drakey?"
"I've asked you not to call me that." Caine smiled and pulled Drake into him. Their lips met, and Caine opened the door to his room with his free hand, pulling Drake in with him. Drake closed the door behind him.