Steven sat quietly in his office. It was late, and he should have been home. He was done with all of his work, but something kept him there, preventing him from leaving. He passed by Scott's office numerous times, still not believing that the dilligent assistant principal had gone home. Today it had been Scott at the door reminding Steven to go home, not to work too hard. Those were the oddest words Steven had ever heard coming out of Scott's mouth. The man who usually stayed late into the night had left at 5:15. Steven was alone in the building. Something wasn't right, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He reviewed his various "important decisions" in his head. A few detentions, a suspenision, nothing major.
He always expected Scott to be there at night. It was part of the reason he'd planned on staying late. He was worried about Scott. His friend seemed to be slipping into depression. He was sick of being the butt of the kids' jokes, and Steven suspected that he loved Lauren Davis, although Scott maintained that he was over her. But lately Scott had been under a lot of stress and Steven couldn't believe that Scott had left at 5. It had always been his mission to stay extremely late so he didn't have to face any of the kids leaving......well, Scott said he had a lot of work to do, but Steven knew him pretty well. Scott sat and thought about whatever....most likely Lauren, for hours until everyone left. And Steven knew that it made him even more upset. Steven looked at his desk calendar. Great, it was Valentine's Day. Just when he, and probably Scott, needed it least.