I hear the noise of an anti-fire alarm.
What?
I turn my head and see Max holding a big hammer: the glass of the anti-fire button was broken by her.
"Good job, Max. I was literally frozed. Without you I think this girl would probably died."- I whisper.
"Yeah, I know..."
"No way..."-says Nathan.
"Don't EVER touch me again, freak!"- the girl screams, pushing him on the floor. Then walks away.
Nathan gets up and runs away from the bathroom:-"Another shitty day..."
"Oh. my. God. This is the first day! The FIRST! And already is everything so strange!"- I'm shocked.
"Here, at Arcadia Bay, life is strange."- Max corrects me.
"You're right... Now Max, please , we need to go out. I don't want a bullet in my stomach."
We leave the bathroom.

The alarm is louder and the corridors are empty.
Suddenly a man, with a hat which says SECURITY, appears in front of us:-"Hey, do you hear that fire alarm? That means you should be outside."

"We had to use the bathroom..."-says Max.
His face is angry. I think he doesn't believe us.
"Girls always use that excuse."
I've imagined it.
"Excuse for what?"- now Max is irritated.
"For whatever you're up to. Your face is covered in guilt."
"The alarm tripped us out."
"Then trip out of here, Misses."-he says showing the door with his finger.
"Or are you hiding something? Huh?"- he comes more closer.
Damn, I came here to became a great photographer, not a criminal.
"Thank you Mr.Madsen, the situation is under control. There's no emergency here. Leave Miss Caulfield and Miss ______ alone and please turn off that alarm, since that's your job." - intervenes principal Wells.
Oh thank God.
The security guard leaves, but his eyes burn us alive.
"C'mon _______ , let's get out of here. The lessons are finished."
We walk over the corridor to the exit but when we try to get out principal Wells call me and Max.
"Excuse me, can you come over ? I need to talk to you."
Here's the trick, he doesn't let us go that easy.

"You look a little stressed out. Are you okay?"- he asks.
Well, we saw a guy with a gun, almost kill a girl. What a beautiful first day of school.
But I can't say that. I don't want to be Nathan's next victim.
"We're...We're just a little worried about our...future."- says Max.
"You're sweating pinballs. Is that all you're thinking about? You can always be upfront with me, girls.Or have you done something wrong...Is that it?"- he is not convinced.
Silence.
"Well? Talk to me."
I look Max.
Max looks at me.
I wave a 'no' with my head,just a little bit, in case principal Wells will notice.
"I just got sick in class...Um,female trouble... And my friend ______ comes after me."- says Max. A good excuse.
"Except you're wandering around like a zombie. And do you think that's the first time a student has used that line on me?"
What the hell does he want from us?!
"It's the true. I felt dizzy in Mr.Jefferson class."
"Just tell me what you're hiding. You can trust me."
Oh my god. It will be a long day.
"There's nothing to hide. I got sick. It happens, you know."-insists Max.
"There's that teen 'tude again. You know, I've heard enough. Don't think I don't know what goes on around here. You've been here for one day and you're already causing conflict. I don't think your parents will approve when they find out. Now get outside with the class. Please."
End of conversation.

The court of the school is not that bad.
There are a lot of trees, places to sit, a fountain with a statue of a man... And full of paper about Rachel Amber.

It's autumn, so there are a lot of colored leaves wich sound crunchy when I walk over them, with Max.
Some students are skating, drawing or just relax under a tree.
"So...Are you mad with me now?"- asks Max.
"What? Why?"
"It's my foult... If I just didn't push that alarm or just didn't go to the bathroom... Your parents will not be mad."
"It's principal Wells' foult, not you're, Max. Stop blaming yourself like that. And, by the way, you're a hero , you saved that girl."
We sit on the grass.
A little smile appears on her face.
"You're so nice."
"That's friends are for."- I smile back.
We're spend time talking when Max says:-"______, you already know some people of this school?"
"Honestly, no. No one."
"Right, it's your first day. How stupid I am."- she says laughing.
"My mum decided too late to subscribe me in this school, so I lost three weeks."
"Do you know Rachel Amber?"-she asks with a sad voice, laying on the grass.
I do the same.
"I only know she is missing. How was she?"
"Well, I didn't talk to her, neither I was her friend.  She was a member of the Vortex Club, so she was very popular. More than Victoria. And one day she... disappeared."
"I'm sorry. I wonder what happened to her..."
"Me too,_______.It might seem absurd to you... but I want more clues. I want to find her."-says Max.
"It's souns great but how? I mean, neither police found her."
"Because they didn't ask the right questions to the right students."
We both look the sky, in silence.
The sun is shining on our skin.
This day has been so insane. Everything is happening too fast...  I close my eyes.

"_______?______, are you awake?"- a voice calls me.
I open my eyes.
The Max's shadow is covering my face.
"I fell asleep? Oh, I'm sorry. This morning I woke up very soon."
"Yes, your music was loud." - she says giving me a hand to help me stand up.
"Tomorrow it will be more louder."- I say joking.
"Oh, are you challenging me? I can make a lot of noise with my guitar."- she smiles at me.
"No way, you can play guitar too!"
"There are a lot of things you don't know yet. C'mon, there are some people I want introduce to you."
I follow her but a teacher stop us:-" Excuse me, girls? I know everybody loves being asked to sign a petition, but would you do Ms.Grant a favor and hear me out?"

"Sure, me and ______ always have time for you. What's the petition?"- asks Max.
"David Madsen, our chief of security, wants to put surveillance cameras all around the campus. Halls, classrooms, gym, dorm rooms, etc. Blackwell Academy should be a high school, not a high security penitentiary."
"But... It could have helped Rachel..."- I say.
"We teachers know everything happens here. It's a safe place."-says Ms.Grant.
Of course. A girl is disappeared and they have everything 'under control'.
"I get why schools should be on high alert these days, but cameras in the dorm rooms?"- say Max.
"It's a slippery slope. And it's up to you and your classmates to stand up here. Blackwell Academy has a noble heritage, from the Native Americans who founded this land, to the pioneers who shared it in peace, not fear and violence..."
"Blackwell is that old? That's incredible."-says Max.
"You should learn a little history about your alma matter. You'll find some fascinating facts. There's a lot of power in this region. I think it helps the creative juices flow around here...Now before I assign you homework with this lecture , will you please sign the petition to keep our campus from going back to 1984?"
"Absolutely. I don't mind security, but not... pure surveillance."
Max signs the petition.
I hope is the better choise.
I sign too.
"I knew you were my favorite new students at the Blackwell for a good reason."- Ms.Grant is happy.
"Let's go,________."

"Max, I don't think we did the right choise. If another student will missing?"
"Well, if you think so you can erase your signature. But every persons of this school will know you listen music at 7 p.m. and dance over the bed."
"I didn't... Oh okay you win."- I say back with a smile.
I follow Max near a group of students under a tree.
"_______, he is Hayden. He is a member of the Vortex Club, maybe he knew Rachel."- she says before call him.
"Hi, Hayden."
"There she is, the retro-selfie master. And...she is?"

"That's me all right and she is _______. The new student at the Blackwell."
"Oh yeah, today Mr.Jefferson talked so much about a new entry with a great talent."
Mr.Jefferson talked about me?!
"You look relaxed as usual, Hayden."-says Max.
"It's a skill one cultivates at Blackwell. Especially when one represents the Vortex Club."
So he's the leader.
"Not to boast."- jokes Max.
I want to know more:-" What is the Vortex Club? Seems so elitist."
"Only if you're not cool enough to get in. And it doesn't hurt your resume."- responds Hayden.
"If you say so..."
"I do. But you both should actually come hang with us one night. Then you wouldn't be so inclined to gossip."
Max has absolutely a face of who doesn't like this:-" You mean hang with the Vortex Club? That sounds like a set-up to a horrible prank..."
"Chillax, paranoia girl. We're not that desperate for fun. We know how to do that on our own."
Probably that's means weed.
Max goes to the point:-" It seems weird to think about partying with all those Rachel Amber posters up..."
"You're high. Rachel used to hang out with us too. She was a blast. Smart, not bitchy like...you know."
He means Victoria .
"So you knew Rachel Amber?"- asks Max.
"I knew she liked to party. Huh, fun to be around. Oh yeah, and she was hot."
"What do you think happened to her?"
"Oh, whatever happens to people who disappear without a trace."
How useless.
"Did Vicotria like Rachel? She seems like the jealous type."
"Don't you think you know Victoria so well. She respected Rachel, even if she didn't act like it."
So Victoria can't hurt Rachel. Good.
"Rachel was actually a member of the Vortex Club?"
"No, Rachel was like her own club. She was actually too cool for us. And I'll deny I ever said that."
Wow, she's the most popular girl here.
Max continues with her questions:-" Do you really want Nathan Prescott to 'represent'?"
"Oh please. Nathan is like everybody's voodoo doll. 'Kill the rich kid!' He's all right, and a fun guy to hang with. Fuck the haters."
Even if he acts dangerously, I'm sorry for him.
"He seems genuinely unstable for me."- I say.
"Nathan has his extreme moments, but... don't we all?"
"I don't know yet, Hayden. Let's talk later. Me and ______ have to do something."-replays back Max.
"Bye Max, bye _______. Now , I have to get my chemical on and study. We should get you and Dana out one night..."

"Well, we have some clues now."- I say.
"You're right, but they aren't enough. Here, you see this girl?"- says Max .
"Um....Is one of the girls near Hayden?"
"No, the next girl."
"Oh yeah"- I say.
The girl is playing with something.
"She's Brooke. I think she has a crush on a boy I hang out with."- she whispers.
I saw her this morning on the corridor.
"Oh, that's hurt."
"No, not at all.But I think she hates me."
"Oh... Well, she is jealous."- I say.
"Please help me if things will go bad."

"Hi Brooke."-says Max
"Do you want to fly my drone?"
"Why not. I'd love to! I love planes and balloons and..."
I want to laugh but I can't.
"This is neither. Do you know what a drone really is?"- asks Brooke.
"A weapon, right?"
"Uh, you read too many conspiracy sites. This might be too complicated for you. Funny, Warren said you were smart. Please, step back."

Max erases her eyes and goes to sit on the fountain.
"Max, dont worry, I have an idea."- I whisper to her.
Silently I go behind Brooke: she was too busy with her toy to pay me attention.
There is her bag with the box of her drone.
I take it and look all the information, then I go in front of the girl.
Brooke erases here eyes on me, annoyed.
"Um.... Hi Brooke."
"Let me guess... You're the new student Mr.Jefferson talked about."
Again? Is Mr.Jefferson obsessed with me?
"That looks like HiFly drone, model.... B400 EVO? Now that's a nice piece of tech."
"You're full of surprises. Why would you know that?"
"I love aerial photography. Drones are perfect for that, especially those with great range. It's a new era of images."
"Most impressive... Um... What's your name?"
"_______."
"Here, _______, give the drone a whirl around campus."
Brooke gives me the remote controller.

The view is spectacular!
"Thanks Brooke, now I have to go."
"See you later!"- says Broke and goes back to her drone.

"Max?" - I call my friend.
"I'm here ,________. Sorry, I went away again but Warren texted me."
"What did he say?"
"He want his flash drive and meet me at the lot."
"Will you go?"
"Yes but before we need more clues, remember?"
"Of course. But Brooke just let me flew her drone."- I say.
"Don't worry, she probably doesn't know her at all. C'mon."
"Wait Max, I want to do a photo about the statue."
I take my Polaroid and do a shot.
After that she takes my hand and guides me.

"There is Justin and his skater posse." - informs me Max.
I saw Justin this morning too.
He is sitting on a wall with his friends.

"Yo, Justin." - says Max smiling.
She seems know him well. Not like Brooke.
"Check out the Max. Come to thrash?"
"Oh yeah, bring it." -replays she.
"What's you first move gonna be?"
"Uh..."- Max seems in trouble again.
I love skating since I was little , I know some tricks to do.
"We've came to noseslide, but we'd love to see somebody do a 'tre flip'."
"Oh, sick, you're not a poser."-says Justin to me.
"What's your name, skater girl?"
"I'm _________."- I say quietly.
"Oh! Mr.Jefferson talked so much about you during our lesson." 
I'm not surprised anymore. I kinda like it.
"Oh check it. We're gonna destroy some rails for you. What do you want to see?" - asks me Justin.
"I'd love to see a ... noseslide."
"Let's get Trevor all over that action."- Justin is enthusiastic.
A tall guy slides with his skate over the bench and returns to the floor.

I hear screams and applause from his friends.
I do that too.
"Now we need to go, guys. By by!"-says Max.
"See you later!"

"He is Daniel, and he is always drawing something."- says Max .
This morning Daniel was bullied. I saw it.
"What's up Daniel?"- says Max.
"Oh, hi Max. Could I, um, ask you a question?
Would you mind letting me sketch you and your friend? I do put my sketches on Facebook though..."- he has a spanish accent.
"We'd be honored, Daniel. Makes me feel like a muse."- replays Max.
"Funny you should say that. I was just thinking about my real muse, Rachel Amber..."
My heart drops.
Max looks at me.
"You knew her?"
"No, but once she asked me to draw her portrait. Oh, she was a natural."
"So, what happened to her? There's got to be a story."
"She just stopped coming to class. Same people say she ran away, some say she jumped off a cliff. I just hope she's okay."
"Hard to avoid her posters all over campus." - I say.
"Kills me to see her sweat face used as a crime photo... She had a good hart."-says sadly Daniel.
"Okay, why don't you start drawing us, even though I must be a step down from Rachel..."-says Max.
"No way! You're a... good substitute muse."
We pose sitting on grass.
"Oh, that's a good posture."- says Daniel, taking the measurement with pencil.
While he is drawing he says:-" Good, good..."

He have great personality, I wonder why bullies hate him.
After ten minutes he finishes and let us see the draw.
"Best portrait ever!"-exclaims Max.
"See you later Daniel!"- I say while Max goes to present me another guy.

"Look,______. Around the campus there are some Mr.Jefferson's shots." - says Max, watching.

They're so beautiful...
I love so much black and white photos.
I wonder why Mr.Jefferson talked so much about me today. Maybe because I'm new or he really found a potential in me.
"________?"- Max is calling me in a corner of the campus.
I was overthinking that I didn't notice Max was far away from me.
"Coming!"- I say running into her.
"He's Evan."
I saw him this morning too.
He really seems a photographer already:his style and his face say this. He's look a little bit like Mr.Jefferson.
Evan is sitting on a bench, with a camera and two folders.
"Hey, Evan. Mind if we check out your cool portfolio?"- asks Max.
"Let's see if you're worthy of it, Max."

"You'll have to answer a simple question: Who photographed the famous 'Falling soldier'?"
Questions,questions and questions.
Why the students always ask questions?
"Robert Capa, of course. I love his work, despite the controversity about that photo."- tells Max.
"My my. This quit child knows things."- he's surprised.
"That's why I'm here."
"You're a kindred spirit, Max. Would you care for a perusal of my portfolio, Misses?It's not a privilege I grant to many..."
I see that.
"I'd be honored, sir."- jokes Max.
We read his portfolio and...
There are two photo of Rachel! She is so beautiful, with light hair.

"Look Max! It's Rachel!- I scream.
"Right! But... It's not helping us."
I close the portfolio and go away with Max.

"Now we are going to the dorm, Max?"
"Not yet. There is one guy left I absolutely need to present to you."
"Are you trying to find me a boyfriend?"- I laugh.
"Stuff like that."- she smiles.
"Remember I'm already in a relationship with Mr.Jefferson!- I joke.
"I knew it!"
"No Max I'm just joking!"
"C'mon Mr.Jefferson's girlfriend."

"That's Luke Parker... Zachary pushed him into a lecher last week."
"Why this school is full of bullies?"- I ask
"Probably they are insecure."
Luke is sitting upset on a bench with a table.
It has a graffiti on it: Vortex Clun sucks.
Clever.
"Uh, hello?"
"Max, I don't feel like talking..."
"What's wrong?"
"Nathan Prescott, little rich bitch kid. He thinks he can own people like his parents own Blackwell...Like he owns the Vortex Club."- says angry Luke.

"Yes, he's a nasty piece of work."
"You...you know him?"
"Not really."
"See you later girls." - replays Luke.

"Can we go now?"- I ask to Max.
"No, there is one person left we need to ask about Rachel."
"But you say..."
"Sorry,______. I really need to know more about her. I just... think that's strange and want to found her."
"You're right. I follow you."
Max goes near a Mr.Jefferson's shot.
There are two girls talking here. One of them was a Victoria's friend who threw the piece of paper to Kate.
Fortunately Max indicates the other girl.
"She is Stella."
She seems smart, like other Max's friends.
"Hey there, Stella."-Max starts the conversation.
"Hey, I know you! You're the new quite girls in Jefferson's class. Isn't he incredible? "

"We think so. We're lucky to have such a famous teacher. And we actually love his work..."
"Me too. His New York urban stuff is great, but I'm glad he came back to his Oregon roots. Screw the East Coast elite. It must piss of those pretentius galleries that Mark Jefferson is teaching photography to us Blackwell hick..plus he is pretty hot for an older guy. If Victoria wasn't all over him, I would definitely make a move."
I don't know what is happening to me, but I feel...jealous.
"Victoria is pretty obvious. I don't think Jefferson is into her."- I says irritated.
"I don't think she's closed the deal. But she's not the only player..."-Stella scratch her neck, nervous.
"Now how do you know this?"- I ask.
"You have a lot to learn here at Blackwell. Rachel Amber absolutely had... you know... with him. Well... I heard that from a good source."
"So you know Rachel?" - asks Max.
"Not really, I saw her hanging with the other cool kids like Victoria. Not my kind of cique. But I heard insane stories about Rachel..."
I feel sick. Mr.Jefferson with Rachel?! It's...disgusting.
"Are you airtight,_____?" - Max is worried.
"I just need some water."
"Okay, let's go in my room. I will take the flash drive and give you some water."
Max take my hand, and we go down the steps to our dorm.

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