"Why's everyone gone? Just us?" Looks around nervously, fidgeting with a pencil
"Yeah, seems like it. Must be some sort of break." Glances around, noticing the empty desks
"Maybe there's something going on... like a staff meeting or something?" leans in closer to Fleming
"Could be. Or maybe it's just a free period."
"Free period? That would be nice. Maybe we can use this time to catch up on something fun." smiles slightly
"Fun, huh? What did you have in mind?"
"Well, I've been wanting to check out that new art exhibit downtown. They have some amazing pieces that I think would really inspire us."
"An art exhibit, huh? Sounds interesting. Count me in."
"Great! Let's head there after school. I know there's a bus that goes right to the exhibit." starts rummaging through her backpack
"Alright, let's do it. I'm game."
"Awesome! Let's make sure we have everything we need. I packed some snacks and water just in case."
"Good thinking. Snacks and water are always a good idea."
pulls out two sketchbooks from her backpack "I also brought these in case we get inspired by the art.
"Sketchbooks? That sounds like a great idea. I brought my camera too, in case I spot something interesting."
"Perfect! We can document our thoughts and inspiration as we go. It'll be a fun way to remember the experience."
"Documenting our thoughts... what a great idea. Let's get going then."
As Bridget and Fleming head to the art exhibit, they notice a group of strangers following them
"Strange... Who are they?"
whispers nervously "I don't recognize them either. Maybe we should stay together and be cautious."
"Good call. Let's keep moving and find a safe spot."
grabs Fleming's arm and pulls him towards a nearby alley "There, we can hide and figure out what to do next."
"Okay, let's get into that alley and assess the situation."
breathing heavily "Okay, we're safe for now. We need to find out why they're following us."
"Maybe we should try talking to them?"
"Good idea. But let's approach them cautiously. We don't know what they might want."
"Alright, let's proceed slowly."
steps forward tentatively "Excuse me... Why are you following us?"
"Yes, could you explain what you're after?"
hesitates, then speaks with a menacing tone "We... we're looking for something. Something you both possess."
feeling uneasy, her voice trembling "We haven't done anything wrong... What could you possibly want from us?"
"Is it something valuable? Did you steal it?"
steps closer, revealing a gun hidden in their coat "Not exactly stole... more like... protected."
" Protected? What do you mean?"
takes a step back, fear evident in her eyes "Where did you get that gun?"
"Did someone order you to find us?"
The tension escalates as the strangers reveal that they are after a precious family heirloom belonging to Bridget's late grandparents.
"So, the heirloom... Where is it?"
voice trembling "It's... it's in my apartment. But I swear, I didn't take it. My grandparents left it to me!"