Blackwell Campus, Blackwell Academy, Arcadia Bay Oregon, 11:36 PM. October 8th, 2013
James walked through the double doors of the Dormitory and down the steps, he paused and looked up at the roof. Here hours ago a fellow student and associate of his almost made the worst decision of her life, as he starred at the building he scolded himself mentally for having not confronted Jefferson in the hall when he was berating Kate, for not talking to her afterward and allowing her to run off, to him. He was just as responsible for her being on that roof as anyone else was and he couldn't forgive himself for that.
He brushed off the thoughts as he had too many things to concern himself with tonight. He walked down the illuminated pathway from the dormitories only stopping when hearing the voices of people who were also out tonight, which wasn't many. Blackwell always had a 10:30 Curfew but that didn't mean there weren't always rule breakers including himself.
He was close to the main campus building when he noticed Principle Wells sitting on the steps of a building James had forgotten the purpose of, James could smell the liquor from five feet away and he noticed the metal flask in the 'distinguished' Principle's right hand. James knew what would happen if Wells caught him sneaking around campus at midnight, so to avoid it he did his best to silently creep through the foliage.
He ducked behind a bush and began crouching his way past the building, he tried his best at being as silent as possible but the Autumn leaves crunching under his shoes made it a little more difficult, each and every time he made a sound he stopped dead in his tracks for about a second or two before resuming.
When he finally crept past the Principle he stood straight up and walked normally down the path towards the main building. About five feet behind him he could hear soft footsteps, James turned only to find her walking up the same path as him. They walked up to each other
"Ms. Caulfield, what are you doing out so late in the night?" James crossed his arms
"Should I ask you the same thing" She rebuked before
James could respond something jumped out from the bushes and yelled "BOO-YAH!" James nearly had a heart attack and he was pretty sure he yelped like a small dog. He looked up to find Chloe Price standing over them with the dumbest most satisfied smile on her face "Get it? BOO-Yah? Like I'm a scary punk ghost" She said after dead silence
"I should fucking punch you right now!" James said in between trying to catch his breath.
"More like a scary punk asshole. Chloe, I didn't exactly have the greatest day trying to keep my friend from jumping off the roof. I don't think I need you to prank me tonight, 'kay?" Max clutched her chest
"Sorry, but you absolutely, balls-to-the-walls did save your friend!" Price pumped a fist in the air, James finally regained his composure and
"Kate saved herself. I couldn't even use my power...my head felt like it was being crushed...then I had NO clue what to say to her on that roof..." Caulfield's response irked James
"Don't be so modest, rock star. Kate is alive because of both of YOU. You obviously said the right thing. And your badass power is gonna save us all! We just...need to connect the players." Price responded. James rolled his eyes. He had enough with being called a hero for one day.
"And find out who set up Miss Marsh" James crossed his arms
"We have to stop this from happening to anybody else." Caulfield sighed
"Oh, yeah, and somehow stop that tornado from wiping out Arcadia Bay...right?" Price almost casually mentioned.
"Wait. What?" James exclaimed. The two girls looked at James and each other like deers caught in the headlights of a car, realizing he was 'out of the loop' so to say."
Well apparently, a tornado is coming to wipe the town off the map and it all has to do with super Max being able to rewind time" Chloe quickly explained.
"wait. WHAT?!" James repeated sounding more dumbfounded
"We're getting sidetracked" Max sighed
"Right, let's focus on finding clues okay?" Price agreed. James was still left confused but decided to just brush it off for now to focus on the present matter.
"Right. For one thing, there's too much coincidence between the people around Kate and Rachel." Max pointed out
"Oh good. I'm glad I wasn't the only one that noticed that" James commented
"Like step-prick and Nathan Prescott" Price responded.
"True. And both are douchebags" James added
"Psychopath is more like it" Price scoffed, James sighed at her remark. James has heard plenty of Chloe Price's disdain with David Madsen, James and the Blackwell Security guard have gotten into many heated disputes. The man was an ass to be sure but a psychopath? unlikely. But the jury was definitely out for Arcadia's 'Prodigal' son" Nathan Prescott.
"At least David doesn't try to beat down women like Nathan..."
"Even though I don't know her, it feels like Rachel is guiding us to the truth..." Caulfield spoke up
"Fuck the truth, I just wanna find my friend right now... It scares me to think where she could be... Do you think she's...?" Chloe blurted out
"Dead? Unfortunate to say but with each passing day it seems more and more likely" James answered Price's question. The two girls looked at Makintosh, Price with an expression of outrage
"What? Listen I don't like the idea either. Maybe I'm wrong and she's alive somewhere out in the country. But we may need to start accepting that it may be the truth..." James explained defending himself
"We have to find Rachel soon. We have to..." Price said sadly
"And we will Chloe, it's time to start looking for leads. Now indulge us for a minute, why exactly did you drag the two of us out here in the middle of the night?" James asked.
Price smirked a little "Drum roll, please..." she then pulled a pair of keys on a ring from her jean pocket "I present the spare keys to Blackwell. Thank you, step-prick."
James had to admit he was impressed, it was certainly better than having to try and pick the lock to the main building
"You are such a boss, Chloe!" Max exclaimed "I just...don't want you to get into any more trouble..." she hesitated thinking about her academic career.
"At this point, who gives a fuck anymore? We're in it to win it guys. Lead the way..." Price said boldly and then gestured for Caulfield and Makintosh to begin walking. The two obliged and began walking off to the main campus building with Price close behind.