Will's P.O.V
He came late to class, but he didn't really care. He felt hopeless. He couldn't stop thinking about Nico or the text messages. Was he angry at him? Why hadn't he been in school?
He sighed when he reached the seat in the back. The teacher hadn't looked happy with him, but he didn't really care. He didn't like her that much, so he didn't feel anything around her.
Her gray hair was in a high ponytail and her dress was full out gray. At least it didn't have the ugly flowers as before.
She told them to start their project – work on it. Will sighed, and began finding his things, until he heard something in front of him. It was a clapping sound – he looked up. The teacher stood in front him and looked down at him.
"You normally don't come late." Her voice didn't seem happy. He shrugs his shoulders. He didn't really care.
"No." His voice was low and he laid his books on his table.
"Is it because of Nico?" He looked up as she said it. What did she mean?
"What do you mean?" He looked rather confused.
"You haven't heard it?" She looked around in the classroom before letting her eyes land on him again.
Of course, he hadn't heard it - he hadn't been in contact with him in 3 days.
"Haven't heard what?" His voice began to sound nervous. He didn't know what to expect. Had something bad happened? Was that why he didn't answer?
"He got run down by a car." His eyes slowly got bigger and bigger. "I thought you knew. His dad didn't call you?"
Will looked confused at her. Why hadn't they called him? Why hadn't they informed him before? What the hell had Nico done?
"What happened?" His voice was low – it almost sounded out of control, which was weird. He was normally always in control, but this scarred him more than normally. Nico could have been hurt, actually he could have been dead.
The teacher shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know." She looked at him and then she sighed. "Why don't you take over to the hospital after the lesson?"
Will nodded slightly. He really wanted to take to the hospital now, but he knew he needed to be in school. "Okay, thanks." His voice was low, so low that she may not have heard it, but he didn't really care.
She nodded and went over to one of the other groups.
He couldn't concentrate the whole lesson. He kept thinking about Nico and what had happened. He couldn't keep his hands away from his phones – he wanted to text him to make sure he was okay, but he remembered he didn't have his number. He still didn't know if Real-Life-Nico was Text-Nico and he didn't want to annoy Text-Nico if they weren't the same.
He sighed and closed the books. There was only about 15 minutes back of the lesson. The project was going great, but he needed a break from it. He needed other thoughts than his on it, but it was quite bad that Nico had been run down. And not only because he didn't could help Will with the project then.
His phone lighted up. He had gotten a text message. Confused he looked down on it.
Will?
Will looked confused at the text message. It was Nico. Maybe they weren't the same after all?
Yes?
He waited for the answer. The text bubbles came up, but soon after they left again.
This isn't Nico.
The short message confused him. Who was it then? His dog?
Who is it then?
Bianca.
Are you his sister?
Yes.
He looked quite confused. What did she want? Had something happened?
What's wrong?
How long have you known Nico?
She confused Will more and more. What the hell was happening?
Not that long.
Huh? Really? You seemed pretty close.
Did something happen?
You even worry about him.
He could feel his heart drop. He began getting more and more worried. She was right, he was worried for him.
Please tell me if something happened.
Okay, okay.
He waited for the text bubbles. It felt like forever – he began getting really worried.
Nico is laying in a coma.