I walked into study hall the next morning and sat with my friends again. "Hey." I said. (BF/N) looked up. "Oh hey! How's the ear?" She asked. "It's feeling fine.." I said. There was a long pause of silence. (OF/N) walked in and sat down. "Hey guys, did you hear the news?" She said whispering. We shook our heads. "No, why?" I said. She leaned in closer. "Apparently, a girl who goes to the middle school...the one across the street that we went to...is pregnant." She said. Our eyes widened. "How do you know that?!" (BF/N) asked. "My sevvie told me...and apparently, they thinks it's a teacher that got her pregnant." She added.

  My heart stopped. 'A teacher?' I thought. "Well..that's a first.." I said. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see the teacher from yesterday that burned my ear. "Oh Mr.Bardroy. Good morning." I said. "Mornin'...well...I wanted to tell you I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to burn your ear or any of you or anyone in general." He admitted. I smiled "It's  okay...just try to only use actual kitchen supplies as tools next time heh." I said. After a bit of back and forth convo, he walked away.

  I sighed and unlocked my phone after a bit. Suddenly an email popped up. It said

"The hexagon is forming, I'd be careful if I were you."

I looked to see who sent it, but it was a blocked address. I don't recall ever blocking anyone. "(Y/N), are you okay?" (BF/N) asked. "Oh! Yeah I'm fine! Um I think I'm gonna start heading down to the choir room so I'm not late. See ya!" I said grabbing my book bag before bolting to the choir room.