CLAY'S POINT OF VIEW
Yawn...
As I got up from bed, I took my phone and took a picture of a piece of art.
"I just got awake.' I captioned it and posted it to my account. Wait, a picture caught my attention. It was Odette kissing Duke. Wait, I know this photo; it was way back in high school.
FLASHBACK:
It was prom night, and everyone was enjoying themselves and having fun. I was sitting in the corner, and I had just finished dancing with my boyfriend.
"Hey babe, where is Odette?" I look around, searching for Odette. Huh, where did he go?
"I don't know; I thought she was here; I just saw her earlier here; let's look for her; she might be in danger." We got up and went in a different direction. I was running to the library to look for her; this is the place where she was crying.
Shit Odette, Where are you? I went to the cafe and even a single cubicle in the restroom, but I couldn't find her. Fuck where she is... The last spot I know where she should be is in the music room.
