
12th of October, 2023. Westview high, Brooklyn
**** The Following Day ****
It was another typical day at Westview.
Still early in the morning, car after car were pulling into the parking lot; be they parents dropping off their teens, or older students parking their cars. School buses, in the familiar yellow, stopped right at the forefront of the school, students disembarking (some willingly, some less so), once the doors folded open with a mechanical hiss.
Clusters of students stood outside, those who preferred to postpone entering the school grounds for as long as possible. Rebellious teens with ripped jeans taking their last puffs of the forbidden cigarettes, group of friends welcoming each other, or just teens enjoying the morning breeze - the last chance to enjoy the weather before winter arrives and it becomes too cold to stand outside.
As usual, the Ogre's arrival was accompanied by hushed tones and stares. Even more so today, after Stacy's posts on her social media the previous day, complaining how she 'didn't feel safe' at school around someone who can 'bend steel beams with his bare hands', or 'toss a school bus to the other side of the Hudson'. Those posts made their way not only to the student body, but to their parents as well, and to her tens of thousands of devoted followers. If things around school have been difficult so far, they were about to become that much worse.
All of you trickled to school one by one. There was nothing left to do last night, after Vermite promised she would track Dr. Harris down. You didn't hear a word from her until this very morning, the text message from her arriving just as you entered the school grounds.