Daisies || Max Mayfield

60: School

"Dustin, do you copy? It's Lucas." Just a minute away from the school, my walkie picked up Lucas's signal. 

"Oh shit, it's Lucas?" Steve said.

"Lucas?" Dustin repeated.

I pulled it out of my bag, him repeating the same message. I unfolded the antenna, almost hitting Max in the face. "Lucas?"

"Daisy?"

"Lemme see that," Dustin said.

I held it up to him.

"Lucas where the hell have you been?" He asked, holding the button.

"Just listen." Lucas panted. "Are you guys looking for Eddie?"

"Yeah, and we found him, no thanks to you."

"You found him?"

"He's at a boathouse on Coal Mill Road. Don't worry, he's safe."

"You guys know he killed Chrissy, right?"

"That's bullshit! Eddie tried to save Chrissy."

"Then why do all the cops say he did it?"

Max reached forward, grabbing it. "Lucas, you're so behind it's ridiculous. Just meet us at the school. We'll explain later."

"I-I can't. I think some real bad shit's about to go down."

"What are you talking about, what bad shit?" I asked.

The walkie went to static. I frowned, hitting it. "Lucas?"

"Lucas?" Max added.

I sighed, closing the antenna. "Well."

Steve muttered something under his breath. It sounded like that little shit. He parked in front of the school, the side entrance where it was shut with a deadbolt.

"Uh, Max," Steve paused. "Did you get the school keys?"

She glanced at the key ring in her hand, the tag reading office. "Shit."

"Well, what're we supposed to do now?" Dustin asked.

"Crowbar." Max grinned, pulling it out of my backpack.

"Crowbar," I repeated, lifting it above my head.

"Ah- wait," Steve said. "Do we really want to break and enter right now?"

I frowned. "Yes."

He sighed. "Okay, guys, stand back."

I smashed the lock twice, and it clattered on the cement with a quiet chink.

"Oh cool." Dustin giggled, opening the door. He clicked his flashlight on, the small circle of light reflecting off the second door.

"Oh my god..." Steve muttered.

I handed Max her flashlight from my backpack, taking mine as well. I switched it on following Dustin through the second set of doors and up the staircase. Steve grabbed his from the outside pocket of mine as well, scoffing.

"Couldn't hand me mine?" Steve asked.

"Shh." Dustin held out a hand, peering down the hall.

"What, is there someone there?"

"No, but be quiet."

"Is it Vecna? Do you see Vecna Dustin-"

"No, I do not see Vecnca."

"Are you sure? Isn't his whole thing that he's invisible?"

"Shut up Steve," I said, elbowing him.

"We're gonna die."