Save the girls! Head for the art room!

Emily dashed through the school, her high heels clicking. She managed to dodge all the people in the halls, male or female. In short order, she made to the art room. She swung the door open so hard that it slammed against the wall. As she panted however, she just found a lot of eyes staring at her. Everyone was calmly seated, all of the girls and the two boys who were in the club. They were all painting a bowl of fruit at the front of the room. Everything looked perfectly normal.

"What's the rush?" One of the girls asked.

"Oh...I...I thought..." Emily said, panting.

"Are you going to paint or not?" another girl asked. Everyone else went back to their work. Emily instantly felt confused. Everything was fine? A floating orb appeared and set out some bizarre game about getting impregnated, and nothing changed? Was there a gas leak on campus or something? Eventually, Emily just decided to go with it. If something bad started to happen, she could always leave. The only open chair was beside one of the boys, but there was enough space that he couldn't easily reach her. Emily clicked her way over to the seat and sat down.

It went just like any other meeting for several minutes. Then, one of the girls threw down her paintbrush.

"I'm sick of drawing fruit!" she cried. Everyone turned to look at her. She stood up and turned to the rest of the class. "That's like, basic art stuff. We should be drawing figures! Human bodies!" The rest of the class began to mutter. Emily squinted. That was an odd thing to say. Did it really matter what they were painting?

"Hey," one of the boys began, grinning. "how about we paint nude bodies?" Much to Emily's shock, everyone began muttering in agreement. Something was off. They weren't acting right. "How about we paint a nude female?"

Everyone began glancing around, looking excited. This was bad. They wanted someone to get naked!