>>1570288She had to run. The where did not matter in the slightest, as long as it was away from there. Maybe she was to blame... at least for this particular instance. To try and take clothes from someone else of all things! It wasn't as if that girl was at fault. (At least not that she knew of...)
Whatever the case, it was time to go. The moment the secretary was occupied by the phone, she was on her feet and off with an impulsive sprint, running until she was well away from that desk and back into the hall, protectively clutching her form as she glanced around in desperation. She had to hide... and get out of sight. Only one place allowed her both opportunities; and it was with that thought in mind that she rushed into the nearest bathroom and the furthest open stall, locking herself behind it.
Not a moment too soon. She barely had time to compose herself and sit down to catch her breath, when... the bell rang. She felt her pulse quicken nervously, scooting back in that narrow space to keep as low a profile as she could. She only had to wait it out until classes resumed, of course... except, sure enough, an array of voices and footsteps soon gathered in that bathroom, enough to heighten her nervousness all the more as she stared at the ceiling, hugging her sides with a light rub to either side of her midsection. She was definitely a little chilly, but that was far from her greatest worry.
No, eventually it was that of a light knocking to her stall. "Hey, hurry it up!"
She cast her gaze downward and stared at the door before her blankly. No, she had to be imagining it... surely she made sure before hand... but when the knock occurred again with a slightly louder tone, it was made clear as day; the voice directed at her belonged to a male student.
