Gwen
Gwen grabbed a small shrug and hastily put it on before meeting up with Nyx.
"Hey baby, you look hot."
Gwen twirled round happily. "So, we get the go ahead, I'm guessing?"
Nyx, Logan, Mordred and Vortigern
"Yep! Oh, this is gonna be fun! Gonna soak me up some vibes, put the tingle in my fur and the spring in my step that makes my eyes shine!" Nyx bounced excitedly, then squealed and leapt on Logan, wrapping her legs around his waist. "You're coming! Yay!"
"Uh, yeah. Xavier wanted me to go as back up."
"But you're being social! You're mister anti-social!"
"Not all the time." Logan grinned.
"Hey, Nyx, Logan, Gwen." Mordred walked in, Vortigern next to him. "Who else is coming?" Mordred was all Rebel-Without-A-Cause badboy, and Vortigern looked almost preppy, but still hot.
Gwen
Gwen grabbed Logan's hand, glad when he didn't get an electric shock. "I'm gonna dance with you, good lookin."
Nyx, Logan, Vortigern and Mordred
"After me, he's mine, so grrr!" Nyx growled playfully, before nipping hard on Logan's neck.
"Hey!" Logan was very close to blushing, and now his neck hurt. He rubbed it and glared at Nyx.
"It's not like you won't heal, you big baby." She shrugged. "I'm still trying to convince him that we should have a bit of a fling. You have no idea how good he smells," she confided to Gwen.
"Inquiring minds most certainly do not wanna know!" Vortigern laughed. "But I'm actually looking to hook up with a girl tonight."
"We can double play," Mordred said. "We're twins," he said to Gwen as a sort of explaination. "And we're so different, if a girl doesn't go for one of us, she'll probably like the other one. Works well. And of course, all guys I direct his way."
Gwen and Bobby
Gwen laughed. "Well, I'll be glad to dance with all of ya. I love dancing."
Bobby caught up with them eventually. "Hey guys, Professor said you were going out, and I thought I might join you."
Gwen looked over at him. "Mmm, you're cute. I'll dance with you."
Nyx
"Oh, this is gonna be fun!" Nyx bounced. "We're gonna go dancing! Last time I was in New York, it was when I met Spike. He bagged himself a Slayer. Dru was so proud of him! And punk was so in, and man, he looks good in black. You know, Angel is the one vampire who I havta say could wear less black? Sabre and me, we kinda went through his stuff while he was out. We put everything back, swear!" She held her hand up, and looked solemn, then broke it by giggling. "Well, mostly everything. We drank all his whiskey."
Gwen and Bobby
Gwen grabbed Bobby's hand. "You're cold."
"That's what they tell me, yes."
Gwen grinned and turned around to face Nyx. "Angel was wearing purple last time I saw him." She giggled. "Bad ass vamp. I think not."
Nyx
"All here with the gay vampire pride parade!" Nyx yelled, then doubled over with laughter. "With his son, the cute but somehow sexless Connor, right beside him!" Nyx was whooping with laughter now, getting short of breath.
Gwen
"My boy told me that Willow's exact reaction was 'handsome yet androgynous'. Too right. Connor is a bit... strange." Gwen giggled.
Nyx and Mordred
"He was damn cute though. Havta admit the stake and crossbow kinda turned me off," Nyx said thoughtfully as she recovered from her laughing jag.
"So, these...people, they all magic types as well?" Mordred asked.
"Yeah. Connor's the son of two vampires, so...mucho magico there. My mum was sooooo angry about that. Ripped all little ripples through everything." Nyx shrugged. "Anyone know if Dawn and Spike are coming?"
Bobby and Gwen
"I think Dawn would like to come." Bobby paused. "But I haven't spoken to her today."
Gwen looked around. "I thought Spike said he was coming, where is he?"
Nyx and Mordred
"There!" Nyx ran and did a repeat of her thing with Logan. Spike grinned. "Doesn't this bring back memories?"
"Yeah, pet."
"Don't call me-"
"Pet!" The twins chorused, and shared a smile with the vampire.
"Honestly, mate, you'd think you'd stop that by now. You know she bloody hates it." Mordred grinned.
"Why do you think I call her it? Classics are still the best."
"So, is Dawnie coming?"
"Don't know. Maybe. Scott will most like bring her if she is." Spike shrugged, arms still full of Nyx. She got down. "Thanks pet,you were getting kinda heavy."
"OH! You, you-" Nyx spluttered, lost for words for once in her life.
"You're in for it now!" Mordred commented gleefully. "NEVER comment on a woman's weight, or how her arse looks."
Gwen
Gwen grinned at Nyx.
"You want me to shock him for that?"
Nyx
"If he doesn't want to wake up with the hair he was turned in, he's gonna apologise most profusely right now," Nyx said through gritted teeth. "And the duster will be reanimated." Spike's eyebrows shot up in alarm.
"Sorry, luv. I'll stay mum, I will. Not another word."
Gwen and Bobby
Gwen raised her eyeborws and let sparks shoot up in her hand. She aimed them in the air and created an almost firework type of display. Except with electricity.
"Ok, if you say so."
She let another one shoot and stay connected to her hand. Bobby grinned and let ice blow onto it, freezing it in a stick.
"Electric ice. Cool." He commented.
Nyx and Vortigern
"There's two things he prizes, that duster and his bleach punk hair. I don't know why you won't let me change it back. Dru said you looked cute..." Nyx wheedled.
"I like my hair the way it is, thanks, luv."
"Anyway, we going?" She looked around. "Rogue not coming, Bobby?"
"Getting out could be good for her," Vortigern said with a worried frown. "Rather then sitting and brooding about it."
Kitty, Theresa, Dawn and Scott
Kitty, Theresa and Dawn had spent the last hour primping and helping each other get dressed. Though they were only 16, they knew that Nyx could get them into any club, so they weren't worried. What did worry them was Spike tagging along, and Scott whining about how he didn't want them exposed to anything bad. Finally, he pulled Nyx aside.
"Listen, Nyx, if I find out that Daw, or any6 of the girls were drinking, well, you'll wish humans hadn't invented such nice torture devices." Scoot said, tapping the side of his visor.
Kitty, Theresa and Dawn
"Like, count us in," Kitty said as Theresa and Dawn trailed behind her. "Jubilee wanted to come, but she sprained her ankle training, so she thought it best to stay in bed.."
Dawn
'Nyx!" Dawn sighed. "Just leave Mr. Billowy Coat King of Pain alone, okay?"
'"Except when Connor slept with Cordelia and created some evil black woman who tried to hypnotize the whole world." Dawn said.
Dawn shuddered. "Somebody told me that Connor and I would make a good couple, cause we're both technically less than 3 years old, but we're also teenagers. uh, no?" Dawn laughed. "I'm perfectly happy with my Clark."
Nyx and Logan
Nyx looked down at his hand on her arm, then looked over to Logan. "Logan? Sweetie? There seems to be a prat attached to my arm. Remove him, please." Logan glanced at Scott, and an ugly grin spread over his face.
"My pleasure, Nyx."
"On second thoughts, I'd rather do it myself." Nyx grabbed his arm and flipped him onto the floor, claws to his throat. "Don't threaten me. I tend to bite. And you really think I'd let you do that? You underestimate me. I'd advise you didn't, or your eyes will be closed. Permanently. My mother doesn't care for what I use my magick, unlike Dawn and Janusz." She glared at him. "Are we clear on this?"
Nyx
"Why? It's too much fun to torment him." Nyx grinned at Dawn.
Scott
"I'm not going to attack you, I'm just saying, please don't let them drink, if you can stop them. " Scott answered, backing up from the very scary kitty.
Nyx
"Don't threaten, if you're not going to back it up. Especially someone like me, who doesn't play by the human rules. Idiot," she muttered and turned from him, all happy smiles again. "But yeah, we don't want to take home a lot of drunk teenagers, so you lot watch yourselves! When the adults decide we go home, we're going home, no arguments! No taking off with someone you meet in the club. No leaving the club, period unless you've got one of the teacher types with you. We do want to come home with all of you." Nyx smiled around. "Do we get each others, sweeties?" She gave Scott a look that said, see, I can be mature if I want too.
Dawn
"Because he's one of my big brothers. He's part of my Pack, Nyx, I've told you, and Sabre too, to please repect my Pack, whether it's Scott, Faith, Angel, Dru, Spike, or anybody else I care about." Dawn gave Nyx a pointed look, knowing that the cat would understand pack loyalties. "And that's why Gwen is cool by me, even though I barely know her. Because her boyfriend is part of the Fang Gang," Dawn smiled. "Anyone who's cool by Wesly is cool by me."
Nyx
"Pffft," Nyx made a dismissing noise. "I'll only be playful, promise, sweetie."
Dawn
Dawn groaned. "Nyx, you sound like Scott!" At Scott's glare, she said, "not that there's anything wrong with being Scott, if you're Scott." Dawn bounced, "C'mon! let's go! Only complete loser drink alcohol anyways," she said, putting Scott's fear to rest.
Nyx
"Let's go then." Nyx led all the students out to the cars. "We have enough drivers for the cars, don't we? Or should we take something bigger?"
Kitty
"Why don't we take the X-van?" Kitty suggested, "None of us have after-9 licenses, and this way only one of the 'adults' has to stay sober."
Nyx
"Scott can!" Nyx declared joyfully, and clapped her hands. "I wanna paty it up tonight!"
Scott
"Well," Scott began, "I really wasn't going to come, since Jean and I were going to have a quiet evening alone. Why doesn't Logan drive?"
Nyx and Logan
"Sounds fun, uh huh." Nyx nodded insincerely. "What do you think, Logan?"
"Fine." Logan shrugged. "I'll drive."
"Everybody in the car then! I think we're set." Nyx grinned.
Bobby and Gwen
Gwen let go of Bobby's hand for a second to adjust the hair which was falling in her face. She groaned when it didn't work and in anger and frustration, sent up a few sparks. Bobby leant over and moved them away quickly.
Nyx and Logan
Everyone got into the X-van and they set off, everybody laughing and chatting away. Well, except for Logan and Spike but they never said much anyway. Nyx pointed out a club and ensured a parking spot through the use of some discreet magick. She swanned up to the door, ignoring the long line of people and greeted the bouncer at the door. "Hey, Naf! How's ya been?"
"Nyx! I haven't seen you since the Slayer got it from that vampire. William the Bloody. How have you been?" Needless to say, the bouncer was a demon.
"I've been good. And guess what?"
"What? You gonna come back and dance later for the boss?" Naf grinned, his eyes hidden behind black shades, teeth slightly too sharp to be human.
"Nah. Meet Spike." Nyx pulled Spike forward. "Two celebrities in your club tonight. William the Bloody and the Witch's familair." Naf whistled respectfully. "So, can me and my friends come in?"
"Yeah, sure, come on in! Any friend of yours is always welcome here!"
"Ok, this is a free zone. You'll see demons, humans, vamps, you name it, it can come in here. No fighting allowed. Embarrass me, and you'll wish you'd never been whelped. Got it?" Nyx glared around, trying to impress them with the seriousness of it. "I have contacts here."
Bobby and Gwen
Bobby got out of the van and waited for Gwen and took her hand once she was out. She grinned at him. "Ahh, IceBoy, you're cute."
"Thanks... I think."
"Nyx, you ready to get down and dirty?"
Gwen grinned again.
Nyx and Logan
Nyx winked at Dwen. "What do you think? C'mon Spike, let's make these children sit up and take notice." Spike tossed his duster to Vortigern who had settled himself at a table, the drink and items minder for tonight through virtue of his injuries. Spike and Nyx made their way out onto the dancefloor, drawing stares as Nyx ground against Spike and generally just danced, hips flowing, hands above her head, having fun and showing it. Spike was just as good. Logan's growl was lost in the thumpthumpthump of the club's music.
Gwen and Bobby
Gwen giggled and grabbed Bobby and pulled him out onto the floor. Boby danced nervously in front of her, until she grabbed his hands, put them around his waist and ground against him. She ran her hands up and down his chest, shimmying and bending over, laughing and having fun.
Logan and Vortigern
Logan ordered a beer and sat down moodily to nurse it, staring at Nyx. Vortigern was chatting with Mordred, until his brother headed out to see if he could chat a girl up. The blond twin put his elbows on the table and grinned at Logan. "So, what's on your mind?" Logan glared at him. "Nyx is playing with you. So, play right back. Go and steal her off Spike. He won't care, their thing is over." Vortigern shrugged and leant back in his chair to sip at his soda as Logan glared harder at him. "Suit yourself. No skin off my nose."
Gwen
"What's up with Logan?" Gwen asked.
"Don't know... Nyx, maybe."
"Hmm, maybe I can fix that." Gwen danced over to Logan and stopped in front of him, leaning over the table. "So, what do you say we make that kitty jealous?"
Vortigern and Logan
"Please do. no one's gonna come over and try to chat me up if he's acting all super protective lover over there." Vortigern held his hands up as Logan flashed a particularily vicious glare his way. "Whoa, joking. Please take him before he kills me."
"Why not?" Logan stood and placed his beer on the table. "You said your name was Gwen?"
Gwen
"I did indeed." Gwen grabbed his hand and pulled him close on the dance floor. "So what's up? You want Nyx, don't you? I can feel it."
Logan
"She confuses me," Logan said honestly. "I do, and I don't. I like Jean but she has Scott, and then Nyx broke into the school, fought me to a standstill, and then announced she liked the way I smelt." Logan shrugged. "I like the way she looks and all, but this magic deal kinda freaks me out. But I like her. As I said, she confuses me."
Gwen
Gwen twirled around then reached her arms around Logan's neck. "You'll get used to the magicks. Besides, Scott and Jean... there's not so much chemistry as longevity that keeps them together. Trust me... when you have electricity running through your veins, you notice little details, like spakrs in a relationship. And Jean and Scott, they ain't got it."
Logan
Logan chuckled. "I don't think Cyclops would spark if you ran fifty thousand volts through him."
Gwen
"Well, we'll try that later on." Gwen grinned. "Wouldn't that be funny to see him glow."
"You should make a few moves on Nyx. I don't think she'd mind. You wanna talk sparks between people. You and her. I can feel it."
Logan
"Yeah, maybe. I'm usually more glower from the corner guy." Logan shrugged. "We strike sparks, yeah. I get that feeling as well, but I don't know..."
Gwen
"Honestly man, look in the mirror. You're hot, I don't know why you don't go out and be around everyone more often. Course, I don't know your history." Gwen moved closer to Logan then backed off, seeing Bobby's hurt look. "But you should give it a go. Because otherwise you'll always be left wondering, you know?"
Logan
"Got a point there. And I'm sick of hanging around Jean without even a glance. You've got a good head on your shoulders." He grinned at her. "You better get back to Bobby. Somehow I always seem to steal his girls..." Logan's grin got a little more mischeivous. "Ask him about how I met Rogue sometime. I'll see ya round. And...thanks." Logan nodded at her before turning to Bobby. "She's all yours. Now, I'm gonna go talk to Nyx..." He headed off into the maelstrom of the nightclub.
Gwen and Bobby
Gwen grinned. "Good luck, wolfie." She twirled back into Bobby's arms.
"What's up, Bobby?"
"Not much, just a bit lonely."
"So... how did Logan meet Rogue?"
"Long story. Explain later. Are you attracted to him?"
"Nah, he's got the animal magnetism. But he's not for me, despite all this qualities. I just like him as a friend."
Logan and Nyx
Logan tapped on Spike's shoulder. "My turn, bub." Spike aquiesced gracefully, before being approached by a cute girl who appeared to be about twenty, blue eyed and golden blonde haired. Nyx grinned at Logan as he gathered her in possessively. "Been doin' some thinking."
"Don't hurt yourself." Nyx couldn't help it, things like that just slipped out. Logan frowned, and she giggled so he smiled as well.
"And some talking to electrogirl. She told me not to let you slip away. So, you gonna forgive a Canuck macho idiot?"
"I think I could be persuaded too..." Nyx smiled and leant her head back. He leant down and kissed her as they swayed together to their own slower beat. She laced her fingers through his hair and he held her close, arms wrapped around each other.
Nyx, Vortigern and Mordred
SCORE! Vortigern heard Nyx cheer wildly in his head and he started, nearly dropping his drink.
Geez, Nyx, a little loud, don't ya bloody think? Mordred commented grumpily.
G'way. I'm *busy*. Vortigern and Mordred felt themselves closed out and they shared a laugh over their telepathic link. Finally those two had got it together.
So, any nice girls out there on the dancefloor? Vortigern asked wistfully. Man, I really hate that guy right about now.
Yeah, plenty of nice girls who are all going gaga over the English accent. Useful for something. I need a drink anyway, and my target has some friends. We'll head over.
Thanks. I am so bored. Mordred lead a couple of girls over to the groups table and they all started chatting and flirting.
Gwen and Bobby
After awhile, Gwen found it a bit hot and she was a bit tired from dancing constantly.
"Wanna sit down!" she called over the music. Bobby nodded and they went to the bar and Gwen got them drinks. They sat down together and Gwen fanned herself off.
"Having fun?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah, it's hell fun." Gwen leaned against Bobby, sipping her drink. "If you get shocked, I can revive you. Don't worry."
"Oh, I'm not."
Mordred and Vortigern
"So, how's everyone's nights going?" Mordred grinned, lap very full of giggling, slightly drunk girl. He wrapped his hands around her waist and hooked his chin over her shoulder. "This is Lauren."
"Hi!"
"And her friends, Shea, Kasey and Jo."
"Hi," the three chorused.
"Our night is going well, isn't it, Lauren?"
"Yeah! This club rocks. Not many free zones in the city. We're part of a coven, so this is a good place to meet suppliers, and pick up guys." Lauren snuggled back into Mordred's lap as her friend Jo made eyes at Vortigern.
Gwen
Gwen giggled. "Sparks are flying." She was feeling a little light headed from all the drinks she'd been having and she turned around and kissed Bobby.
"Iceman is pretty hot."
Nyx and Logan
Nyx and Logan made their way back to the table after a few more dances. Logan got another beer and Nyx got something that smelt chocolatey. She didn't even bother learning the names anymore. Logan sat down and she slid into his lap. "So, I can see that alls well with everybody. Hiya, little Wiccans."
"How could you tell we were witches?" Shea asked suspiciously, the only girl with a bottle of water rather then something alcoholic. Nyx grinned and flipped the hair hanging over her ear out of the way. Shea's eyes went wide. "Oh, we're sorry, mistress. Are they yours?"
"Don't fret, sweetie. He's mine but the twins are fair game. But you hurt them, and the magick will most like run from you for the rest of your life."
"Yes, mistress." Shea bowed her head. "We're sorry if we've offended in any way."
"Oh no, you're doing just fine." Nyx's grin grew wider.
"Girls, behave!" Shea hissed out of the corner of her mouth.
"Why?" Jo asked, head slightly to one side.
"It's the Witch's Famaliar, you idiots! Bastet's daughter." The other witchs's eyes all went wide. They made murmurs of respect. And then Spike walked up.
"How's it goin', pet? Bored yet?"
"Don't call me pet, William." The girls eyes swung from Spike to Nyx. They shared a glance; these witches knew their magic history, and they could tell a vamp when one approached.
"Just messin' with ya, pet."
"Yes, Spike. Just sit down." Nyx rolled her eyes.
Gwen
Gwen pulled away from Bobby and sighed against his lips. She took another sip of her drink and leaned in again for another kiss.
"Nyx, we gonna go to another club or linger here?"
Nyx
Nyx got a wicked look in her eyes. "You wanna go darker? I know some clubs that could be fun if you're up for something a bit different. The Addiction, for example." Spike slammed his drink on the table and glared at Nyx.
"I am not taking the bit anywhere like that."
"Spoilsport." Nyx pouted. "It's a good club."
"Xavier wouldn't like it," Spike said firmly and Nyx rolled her eyes.
"Fine. No kinky clubs. It's not even like the Addiction is very kinky..."
"No."
"Fine! Veto'd?"
"If it's still open, that'd be alright."
"Okies, everyone finish you drinks and we'll head out."
Gwen
"I'm done." Gwen and Bobby put their drinks down and stood up, holding hands again.
Gwen twirled around, dancing again while she waited for the rest of them.
Nyx, Logan and Vortigern
Logan downed his beer and Nyx finished her drink with a final lick at the creamy liquer and they stood up. "You wirchies wanna come with?"
"Why not? Lauren seems to like your dark haired twin, so I think surgery would be required at this point to seperate them," Shea commented dryly. Indeed, Mordred and Lauren seemed to be connected at the lips. Vortigern stood, tossing Spike his duster, chatting with Jo.
Nyx snickered. "Quite. Well, let's go then." They all headed out to the next club.
Gwen and Bobby
They reached the next club in a suprisingly quick amount of time. They got in fairly easily and Gwen immediately dragged Bobby to the dance floor and rubbed herself up against him, dancing.
She leaned in and kissed him again.
Logan, Nyx and Vortigern
Logan and Nyx headed out to the dancefloor again and Spike sat at the table with Vortigern as Mordred walked away with Lauren. The wotches all quickly disappeared into the crowd. Spike ordered a beer and watched Logan and Nyx dance it up, drawing appreciative stares as Nyx leant back, hair brushing the floor and hips still rolling seductively.
"Jealous?" Vortigern said suddenly, breaking into the souled vampire's relfections.
"Nah. Just...remembering." Spike's smile was slightly wistful.
"History can be a bitch."
"Not fair wrong, mate." Spike and Vortigern chatted over drinks, about life, the universe and everything. Especially the bits that related to women. Which turned out to be a surprising amount of conversation.
Logan and Nyx
Nyx clapped gleefully as one of her favourite songs came on. "O, I love this song! It's just so, me!" She started dancing by herself, gaining an impressive amount of lustful staring.
"I came, I saw, I kicked some ass. The way I do my thing is straaaange. I inject myself into your brain..."
Logan could see why Nyx earned a thousand bucks an hour doing this.
Dawn
At this point, Dawn grabbed Spike and pulled him away from the bar. "You will dance with me, William the Bloody, or else I'll. . . I don't know, but I'll do something you really don't like, like sleep with Clark." Dawn grinned. "Of course I'll probably marry him before I even graduate, drop out of school, have 7 kids and live in a trailer park," Dawn said, just to see Spike's reaction.
Dawn
"How about I'm the one who put you in that bed?" Dawn said, smiijng evily. "Slice you right up like an apple pie. I have the Scourge of Europe as my surrogate family, I know more about torture than you can dream of, so you will shut up now, and you will listen to Nyx. And then, you WILL tell her what she wants to know, My blood is in you now, and you are seriously going to regret that fdact." Dawn used the power of Janusz to move around Cain's internal organs, squeezing his heart almost to the point of bursting.
"Shall I rip his spine out, Nyx?" she asked the cat when the man refused to comply.
Cain
"Xavier wouldn't like it, or don't you think he'd be dead by now?" Nyx glared at the man on the bed.
"Kill me or not, it's the thing I am. Death," Cain laughed, gasping with the agony Dawn inflicted on him but still managing to utter these whooping, insane laughs. "I have already *won*, girlie. You kill me, I've already done what I wanted to do. I've branded, and set the Mark. She's always gonna have it." His laughter rose into a scream and he convulsed on the bed.
"Better stop, Dawnie. Xavier wants him alive."
Spike
Spike's eyes bugged out and he growled at her. "You better be bloody joking, bit." He started dancing with her, because she had asked him to and because it kept other guys away from her. "It's not nice to say things like that, platelet." His eyes only showed concern for her. "And I don't think you'd like that life anyway. Not that Nyx wouldn't get it into her head to intefere..."
Nyx, Logan and Vortigern
Nyx danced over to Logan, pulling his body against hers as she revelled in the charge she was getting from the dancefloor. Oversexed American youthculture. Gotta love it. They headed back to the table and she grabbed a bottle of water. "Where's Spike?"
"Dancing with Dawn," Vortigern replied, pointing to where he had seen the two disappear.
Nyx nodded and drank about half the bottle in one go. "Do we wanna move on in a bit? It's only nine o'clock."
Gwen
Gwen pulled away from Bobby and sat forward, adjusting the chopsticks in her hair.
"Yeah, why not? Let's blow this joint, it's kinda stale here."
Vortigern and Mordred
Well, at least you get to dance, Vortigern thought to himself a bit wistfully but he shook the thought off. It was better then staying at the mansion. And he was having fun...vicarious fun but still, fun. Mordred? We're probably gonna skip out on this club soon.
Alright. Let me ditch the witches.
You are such a player.
At least I stick to the same gender, mate. Mordred retorted. Vortigern couldn't help but smile at that.
"I told Mordred. He'll be back in a bit."
Dawn
Dawn giggled, "Yeah, I'm joking, but you still hafta dance with me," Dawn said, making her 'father' dance with her.
End - as written by Nessa
A few hours and many drinks later, they found themselves heading back to the school. They'd had a good night, dancing drinking and just generally have a fun time. As they crept back into the school, they struggled to be quiet so they wouldn't wake the students and teachers who hadn't gone.