It was only a few minutes after the obnoxious entrance of Ethan that silence began to stretch over the cafeteria, interrupting students all over as the unmistakable figure of Principal Watson stepped onto the raised platform at the end of the commons, tapping on a microphone with a grunt, testing it before speaking over any still in conversation.
"Students, staff! First and foremost, I'd like to welcome you back after Christmas Break. I'm sure you all had a wonderful time, so I'll try to keep this as brief as possible. Over break, it seems a bit of... Trouble, has arisen in Switchville. A series of kidnappings- Students from this very school. So far, out only known missing children are as follows; Richard Trees, Gabriel De Rege, and Daniel Holcomb. Students are urged to be on the lookout for men described as well dressed, in fancy-seeming vehicles with tinted windows, with Italian accen-"
He was cut off by the familiar voice of Ethan, the student standing with a sharp laugh.
"Come on, 'teach! You just described the mafia in every cheesy spy flick ever. Daniel was a stuck up prat and Richard was a freak, it was only a matter of time before those two vanished. And Gabe has been in and out for most of highschool. He'll probably be back in like, a week! This some kind of welcome-back prank? People don't just get -kidnapped- here, it's a nice town!"
A frown flickered over the face of Watson at Ethan's words, and he crossed his arms, fidgeting.
"I'm giving you the description witnesses gave to the police, Mister Sirito. We wouldn't have made a large deal of this if it wasn't serious- So take it seriously. This poses a real threat to the student body. And information or sightings of such events are to be reported to myself or the police as soon as possible. Be careful... And enjoy the new semester."
The last words were stated in a horribly grim manner, giving the tiniest flicker of darkness to the usually happy-go-lucky principal of the school. He was distressed, that much was clear. As he made his way off of the platform, the commons erupted into noise once more- Only now, the topic had shifted from Christmas to the mysterious kidnappings. Ethan was in the midst of laughing about the apparent 'Italian Mafia' Watson had described when they were interrupted once more: A student barging through the front doors, wild-eyed and in a blood-soaked shirt.
"We need an ambulance! I- It's Tristan! He's been shot!"
A freak, a know-it-all, and a social ghost missing, and now the student council vice president apparently shot in the parking lot.... The return home just got a lot more interesting, folks.