[h1][color=f49ac2]Abigail[/color][/h1]

Abigail raised an eyebrow at her, not really seeing how she would know more than the police or their files. Sure, her father was the Chief of Police and this was one of the biggest cases this town ever had. It wasn't like she didn't see his personal board of facts so she had made some logical deductions of her own based off them but she didn't think it was all that much more than the files would have had. Either way, what she was asking for was really all that big so she decided to would be best to just answer.[color=f49ac2]"Sarah was the kind of girl that everyone just liked. She was part of the student council, heck, she practically ran it and she always had some kind of smile or looked on the bright side of things. A hard worker and dedicated but that is only a guess based on the testing scores the school does or posts. As far as I know, it seems she had a job and did some volunteer work. My guess, either she was at the bus stop to run away and this isn't a kidnapping or maybe she was on her way home from her job. Honestly, if it was someone close to her...or someone we don't even know about than I have no idea. She has no trace of being found so far and no evidence to support anything new has shown up yet."[/color] she answered honestly before giving a light shrug.


[color=00aeef][h1]Nova[/h1][/color]

Nova only knew of a few places that would be quiet and away from others at the school. The music room was her best chance even though she technically wasn't suppose to be in there or allowed since her scholarship had nothing to do with music and therefore she really didn't know the teacher on top of the big fact that she usually was breaking in to find some peace. Sure, it was against the rules but it wasn't like she was harming anyone or anything. In fact, she loved music and could play a bit herself and would never dream of touching any of the instruments that were stored there. The locks were easy to pick which caused no damage to the school though it wouldn't have mattered anyway since the place could more than afford it.

If she hadn't of been so flustered about Abigail's earlier questions, she might have heard the harp music playing from outside the classroom and she might have noticed that she indeed had not needed to pick the lock. Sadly, these two things had completely escaped her as she pushed open the door only to be met with no an empty room but with another student who most likely was actually suppose to be there. She felt like a jitter of nerves, frustrated at not being able to be alone and nervous about the fact that she had been caught going somewhere she didn't belong. [color=00aeef]"Sorry, I didn't realize that I had the wrong classroom. Didn't mean to disturb you..."[/color], Nova stated awkwardly.