Dante and Evan walked into math class, albeit late, the teacher they had was one of their best. He didn't care what they did as long as their work was done by the end of class. His work though usually only lasted the first half hour for both Evan and Dante.
Dante listened to Evan's weekend stories as he thought of the increasing demonic auras; they were reaching their peak. For once Dante was concerned that he alone could not defeat the demons that were to come and maybe even with Virgil there was a chance that they could fail with both of them combined.
"Dante, hey Dante" Dante looked up, seeing Evan looking down at him, "Class is over man, we gotta go,"
"Oh," Was all he could manage.
The whole gang basically came to their lockers at the same time, Josef and Virgil talked about some local punk band Josef had seen on the weekend, Jordan was quiet, Michaella, Evan and Dante leaned against the walls talking, while Aaron and Jenn were together once again. The warning bell rang for them to get to class in the next two minutes. Dante and Virgil, with Michealla in between the twins walked together to their history class.
As soon as they entered the old teacher told them to put their essays on her desk, thankfully she didn't notice that Dante ignored her and sat down.
"Where's your essay Dante?" whispered Michaella, leaning towards them
"He never did it, he was too busy partying," said Virgil, before Dante could speak. He glanced at Dante and smirked.
"I just hope she won't notice," whispered Dante, nodding his head towards the teacher.
As if on cue the teacher asked Dante to come to the front. Dante blushed and moved forward towards he, after a few minutes and a few lies he was told to sit back down.
After class, she approached Virgil and said, "I'm so sorry for the loss of your uncle Marty Virgil"
"That's all right" He replied, glaring angrily at Dante, who was smiling.
Michaella sped ahead of them, apparently she couldn't wait for lunch, Vergil turned to Dante, "It's going to happen soon, and perhaps in a couple of minutes even, the power is spiking"
"I know, we should go with our friends first, eat lunch, make it look normal, once anything happens we'll be ready for a defense with those tracers" replied Dante. The plan seemed all right to Virgil, although he thought it had too little action. It wouldn't cause a panic.