Warren sat beside Max, exhausted after a long day. They talked about the weather, the unusual events, and what it all meant. One thing was for certain, and it was that Blackwell was in for one hell of a ride. He looked up in disbelief, an eclipse of the sun taking place, a cool, yet unnerving breeze causing his skin to prickle with goosebumps.

He scooted next to Max, keeping her close in an attempt to shield her from the cold. No matter what, he'd keep her safe, her innocence was one in which Warren knew wholeheartedly. Although, his new friendship with Nathan would also lead him to feelings of protectiveness over him.

"Warren!? WARREN!" Max yelled.

Warren jumped suddenly. "H-huh? Sorry Max, dosed off for a sec there. What's up?"

Max eyed him suspiciously, "It's getting cold, I better get back to my dorm. Stay safe for me, okay?" She looked at him with tender eyes and a soft smile, as she began to walk away.

Warren stood frozen in place, his mind and body not in sync, and unsure of what to do next.

"MAX! Wait up!" She stopped, looking back at him with a surprised expression.

He stood beside her, her eyes looking up at him curiously. "Warren? What's wrong?"

Warren ran his hand through his hair, trying to act as casual as possible. "You saved Kate today Super Max. Everybody is calling you a hero!" He paused, "But, when you went to Principal Wells, just what happened?"

Her hand suddenly tightened around the strap of her bag, the tenseness of her body becoming easily noticeable for Warren.

Crap... did I pull a nerve? Was it too soon?

She let out a long sigh, before beginning to speak. "I had a chance to blame David Madsen, Mr. Jefferson, or Nathan. To be painfully honest, I don't see how I can blame Jefferson, I mean, how would you expect him to know how bad it was? And, Madsen is just security, I don't think it would be fair. I blamed Nathan, after all he was the one who drugg-"

Warren jerked upright suddenly, his body feeling rigid and unnatural. He suddenly felt as though he was falling backwards, becoming detached from his body, his fears and worries building up to this moment now.

Fuck, Nathan's probably going to get suspended, or worse, expelled, all because of Max. Why'd she have to blame him of all people, I thought she was smart, yet she couldn't figure out that he's troubled? Stop it. You can't blame Max for this. She's doing her best dealing with things her own way, you selfish fuck, she saved Kate! She's a hero!

"Warren...?" Max looked at him worriedly, placing a hand on his forearm. "What's the matter? You can tell me, do you need help?"

Warren snapped back to life suddenly, almost smacking Max in the face in the process. "Excuse me, Max." He made a 180 and ran through the doors of the school's main hall, anything to get away from having Max explain to him the worst news he'd come across his entire time at Blackwell. He already knew how the conversation was going to go, and she couldn't let Max see him like this. His legs worked overtime, every step echoing in the halls. Although, this only reminded him of the first time they met, and the sound his shoes would make as he would walk away, the sound repeating endless through his mind.

We'll find a way around this Nathan... trust me buddy, I won't let this be the last time we meet

He passed through the doors to get to the male dormitories, making quick work of the stairs to get up to the male dorms. He began to feel the wear and tear of all the intense running it'd taken to get to where he was. As a result, as Warren finally stopped at his door, stumbling to take out his keys, his legs wobbled, knocking him off his feet. His back crashed against the floor with a loud THUD but, surprisingly, no one in the other dorms stopped to check up on him. He laid there on the floor, his legs feeling sore, his feet likely covered in blisters due to the sweat-induced running he put them through. Yet, oddly enough, it felt... satisfying. The endorphins released from the exercise likely helped him feel this way, the pain from thinking of Nathan's punishment being numbed.

A hand was extended towards Warren, awaiting to help him up. "C'mon, I wasn't even gone that long."

Warren felt a bolt of electricity surge through his body, reanimating him. A wide grin spread across his face, his eyes locking onto his. Nathan stood there, a sly grin perched on his face, an undeniable swagger behind his posture. Despite whatever punishment he may have gotten, he still didn't let it drag him down. His smile gave off the feeling that nothing was wrong at all, that the two of them were simply old buds reunited. Warren grabbed his hand, Nathan effortlessly pulling him back to his feet.

"What's up, buttercup? Hope you ain't looking so shitty because of me?" Nathan's laugh echoed in the hallways of the dormitory.

Warren smiled awkwardly, although he felt intense happiness at being able to see Nathan again.

"I'm sorry, Nathan. I know you got expelled and all. I wish I did more to help b-"

Nathan looked at him humorously. "Expelled? I wish, I only got suspended. Well, actually, because of you this place may actually be worth returning to."

Warren's eyes lit up with joy. He'd been recognized by Nathan, and not only that, but he wasn't expelled! This was happy news to him, but still, Nathan's expression grew serious.

"It doesn't change the fact I'm suspended. I just came here to grab a few things, we can't talk for long."

"Oh..." Warren suddenly felt dumb, his expression drooping sadly as he looked down.

"Don't be upset over me." He stepped towards Warren, his hand lifting his chin up so they looked eye-to-eye, "I'll be fine, I promise."

Warren blushed, his eyes looking into Nathan's. While it felt right, it felt too sudden, and Warren took a step back. Nathan looked at him with his head cocked sideways.

"Sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to, like, come onto you like that. Listen, I've gotta tell you what I've been meaning to say."

Warren looked at him, his face solemn and backing up the intensity of his words. "What is it...?"

"Now, this may sound crazy, but trust me on this." Nathan tapped his leg as he spoke, his eyes looking at Warren fiercely. "A storm is coming to Arcadia Bay."