RHYS BRISKLY WALKED down the empty, echoing corridor, his train of thought slowly drifting away with every step he took. The faint chatter of Year 7s rang through the corridors from time to time, or the clicking of a teacher's heels.

He huffed and opened his locker, throwing his bag into it until he noticed a piece of paper ominously float to the floor.

RHYS REAGAN FAHRENHEIT
you have to avoid contact with
DEVON WEST

until your next note is given. this means text, phone call, conversation, or communication of any kind. failure to comply will result in brutal fatalities.

we'll know if you tell someone. we have eyes everywhere.

don't try to run from us.

we're not afraid of you.

see back of letter.

- ALPHA

Rhys turned the page over, picking off the small polaroid picture to examine it. He nearly stopped the letter as he saw his close friend, Devon, fast asleep in his bed. It was definitely him; the fairy lights, the weird doodles on the walls, the fake plants, Rhys' t-shirt sprawled across the floor.

He noticed a few strands of dark brown hair taped to the note.

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Half an hour had passed, and Rhys had left the library. The halls were slightly more busy, the smell of coffee becoming stronger by the minute.

"Hi Rhyyysss," Devon grinned toothily, suavely walking up to Rhys and leaning on his blue locker door.

Rhys' eyes flickered onto Devon's face for a moment.

"Hello, Dev," Devon imitated him, lowering his voice (with a particularly bad attempt at a Welsh accent) and playfully punching the boy's arm.

Rhys gritted his teeth.

"Rhys? Did something happen?"

He continued to rummage through his locker, his hands trembling ever so slightly.

"Is it something I said yesterday?"

He took a deep breath.

"Is it because I fell asleep on FaceTime?"

He stifled a laugh.

"Rhyyys," Devon poked him, turning his body to face him directly, standing up on his tiptoes and squeezing Rhys' cheeks, "where's that smile?"

The smile was written on his face before he held onto Devon's hands, reluctantly pulling them away from his face.

"Please talk to me."

Rhys bit his lip, unwrapping his hands from Devon's. He sighed, and ripped out a page of his notebook, scrawling out a note.

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"Alright! Next round, whores."

A series of groans and sighs were made.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. You all know this is the only way to put an end to whatever's going on. I've gotten rid of a lot of the fun stuff, like day abilities, death notes, mafia notes, etcetera - people are actually, like, disappearing - so, if I tap your shoulder, you've been killed. Okay?"

"Everyone except the mafia, please close your eyes."

Abel, Anaïs, Oceanus and Angel stared at each other blankly.

"Mafia, vote amongst yourselves and point to someone who you would like to kill. Close your eyes."

Yasser tapped Juniper's shoulder.

"Doctor, open your eyes. You have 5 seconds to decide if you want to revive the person I'm pointing to."

Rosalie nodded.

"Everyone, open your eyes... Somebody was killed during the night!" Yasser gasped, throwing jazz hands rather aggressively in the air. "However, they were revived. Juniper, we will now discuss whether you, or someone else, should be lynched."

"Does this mean I'm going to die next? Cheers, guys, really appreciate it," Juniper smiled, masking her worry.

"I hate this. I hate this so much," Devon grumbled, lying sprawled across Evelyn's lap as Rhys gazed at them.

"I'm headed to Hatley's, who's coming?" Oceanus offered, standing up and brushing the grass off of his knees.
"Wait, who are we lynching?"
"Who gives a fuck! Lynch me, for all I care," the redhead rolled his eyes, grabbing his jacket.
"Okay, Oceanus is lynched and his role is revealed: mafioso."

"You bitch! Bet he killed me."
"Did not."
"Did too!"
"Did not-"

"Please shut up before I kill both of you," Anaïs flicked their foreheads, "I'm going to Hatley's too."

"If Oci's bartending, I'll come," Abel stood up.

"Juni, do you wanna come to mine? I made blueberry muffins for Food Tech today," Rosalie smiled - she didn't enjoy the rowdy atmosphere that was often found in bars.

"We'll meet you guys at Hatley's," Evelyn shrugged, playing with Devon's fingers, "I have no more exams for the next month." Rhys nodded.

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"The cellar isn't as bad as I thought, I'll be honest," Evelyn surrendered, sat on a small wooden shelf.

"And that's why I bartend. This is V.I.P treatment, smelly whores," Oceanus smirked, picking out a selection of cheap beer.

"Is bartend a word?"

"This place reeks," Rhys sighed, bumping his head on the ceiling as he walked in.

"You'll get used to it, you little twink," Anaïs smiled.

"Twink? I am very much a top. I'm the opposite of a twink," Rhys retorted matter-of-factly.
Anaïs snorted.

"Dickhead! You got your stupid vodka on me," Abel grunted and nudged Oceanus, "go and bartend."

"Not my problem. Also, let's be honest, you're the only dickhead around here."

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i'm alive! i missed you guys so much! thanks for coping with me xoxo
i'm twisting the rules for mafia because it makes sense in my head omg
if it doesn't make sense just let me know and i'll try my best to explain it better oops

bit of a dry chapter - i'm trying so hard to incorporate everyone's character lol

hope you enjoyed!
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ps: i love anaïs. lol

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