Cicero hasn't stopped moving since he woke up, and he hasn't stopped talking much either. He spoke so fast relaying information to the teachers and upperclassmen that he had to repeat himself a couple times, with each interaction growing more and more frustrated.
Clearly, he needs to take things into his own hands.
The moment Ms. Altizer's eyes are off him, Cicero is gone. In short order he's amassed a crew of like-minded sophomores, whom he paces in front of in a sharp peacoat. He's commandeered somebody's white board, and on it written the names Atlas, Trudy, Xenia and Patrice is lovely cursive. Other sophomores have provided possible places to look for the missing students.
"...but before we start our search, I want to make sure we're fully prepared. One last check. I have the first aid kit, water for re-hydration, a fully charged cell phone."
SOPHOMORE RESCUE MISSION
Clearly, he needs to take things into his own hands.
The moment Ms. Altizer's eyes are off him, Cicero is gone. In short order he's amassed a crew of like-minded sophomores, whom he paces in front of in a sharp peacoat. He's commandeered somebody's white board, and on it written the names Atlas, Trudy, Xenia and Patrice is lovely cursive. Other sophomores have provided possible places to look for the missing students.
"...but before we start our search, I want to make sure we're fully prepared. One last check. I have the first aid kit, water for re-hydration, a fully charged cell phone."