EIGHTH PERIOD
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ALICE
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After three heavenly periods at staring at Rue, it's time for hell. Hell as in physical education.
Alice sighed in frustration as she walked through the halls, staring at her Ash Thelma Canvas Wedge Trainer, a.k.a. her hot pink sneaker boots with side buckles.
Oh, how she dreaded P.E. All that changing in the girls' locker room with other girls, torturous running and sports, and worst of all, that sweat that ruins her hair and makes her look like a sweating pig, if they did have sweat glands.
As she checked when no boys were passing her, not minding the girls that much, she took off her Roksanda Ilincic silk-gazar, again, a.k.a. her hot pink blazer, and throwing it onto her shoulder then taking off her black and white zebra print belted dress, revealing her tight-fitted, pure white tank top and her pure white underpants. She entered the locker room and then noticed Rue there, changing. Her face turned red, yet he didn't notice her, yet.
"Isn't this the girls' locker room?" Alice thought, raising an eyebrow yet her face still blushing. She looked back behind her to look at the sign and it read, "Boys' Locker Room." Oh, crud. She looked back at Rue, who now noticed her with a bewildered-yet-blushing face.
"Alice? What are you doing h-here?" He asked, his expression still glued onto his face. His cute face. His cute, dreamy, absolutely se- What was she thinking?
"Oh, I t-think I got in the wrong locker room," Alice replied, suddenly noticing she was in her undergarments. She did a small, yet quiet shriek, and covered her part-where-the-sun-doesn't-shine with her clothes she had taken off. "I-I'm sorry, I-I'll leave now."
She then heard a slam behind her then a click, followed by girlish giggling. Hell, no. This cannot be happening. She slowly turned her head to check if the door was still open. It wasn't. This is happening. She dropped the clothes she had taken off to the floor and ran to the locked door. "Open up!" Alice yelled helplessly, knocking wildly and kicking the door.
She glanced at Rue, noticing he was staring in horror. Staring at her butt? Unlikely. He seems like not one of those lifeless perverts like James is, sort of. Staring at the locked door that locked both of them half-naked in a room? Very likely.
After a few seconds, she heard running footsteps then slamming on the door. "Alice?!" Yelled a familiar voice. She instantly knew it was James and did a toothy grin. Okay, maybe not instantly, but maybe after two seconds.
"James?!" Alice yelled back, hitting the door back. She heard a sigh of frustration from the other side. "I'll get you out as soon as I can," James said as he took off to run, his footsteps growing more distant every second.
She turned her back and leaned on the door with a sigh. What a day. Atleast she was with Rue. Alone. Maybe they can-
She then noticed a boy she had saw earlier at lunch that made James very pissed off than she had ever seen him. Was Timmy his name?
"W-What is a girl doing here?" He asked, his eyes widening, then it flickered to the locked door. "Oh, no..." He muttered.
Oh, no indeed.
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