NYC High School

Kahlen 
Kahlen laughed, shifting her backpack. "I'll be back- I'm going to go put my stuff away."

Auberon
Auberon nodded, swinging his backpack off his shoulder and placing it on the ground to look through.

Kahlen 
Kahlen opened her locker, and she was in the process of going through her stuff when one of her living nightmares walked by. She ducked her head behind the door, hoping he'd keep walking. Not right now, or ever, thanks.

Auberon
Auberon looked through his backpack, sighing heavily and slamming his locker in slight anger.

Kahlen 
Unfortunately, he stopped a few lockers down to talk to someone. Kahlen kept rearranging her things, not wanting to risk anyone noticing her.

Auberon
Auberon walked over to where Kahlen was, quietly taking out his phone and scrolling through some random stuffs.

Margot
She slid her bookmark in and stared out the window, thinking about what all she wanted to decorate her lockers with. She wanted one of those mini whiteboards, with a little holder for an array of colorful markers. And maybe some fairy lights? That would be cool. A picture of Louis, a couple of her favorite photos from France, her mini French flag... What else? 

Kahlen 
Kahlen jumped a little, but shut her locker and glanced at Auberon with an urgent expression.

Auberon
Auberon looked up and studied Kahlen, then gave her a concerned look.

Kahlen 
Kahlen jerked her head in the direction of the problem, then started walking quickly the other way before anyone noticed her.

Auberon
Auberon looked back at where she had nodded, then started following her.

Kahlen 
Kahlen knew she was being irrational about the whole situation, but she couldn't help it, and she would rather avoid the situations altogether. 

Auberon
Auberon trotted up alongside her after they were out of earshot. "What?"

Kahlen 
"One of them," Kahlen muttered, resisting the urge to look behind her. Breathe. Don't panic. 

Auberon
"Who's them?" Auberon asked.