This choice: You manage to squeeze out before class is over. • Go Back...Chapter #5A Brief Escape by: Unknown Once the sound of the girl’s leaving the locker room ended, you began to wiggle and squirm like crazy, hoping to free yourself before the gym period ended. You twisted and turned underneath Emma’s heavy text books, not expecting much to happen. To your surprise, you actually began to slip out from between her text books.
The going was slow, but at least progress was being made. Every few minutes, your papery body was able to slip out about a few inches or so. You were so excited that you were escaping, that you totally lost track of time. Finally, your flat form popped free, and floated gently onto the floor of the locker room.
About ten minutes after that, your body finally popped back to normal. You were so happy that you had escaped from Emma’s books. You also knew school was killer, but that had just been crazy. You were about to turn and leave the locker room, when you heard the sound of the door opening. That sound was quickly replaced by the giggles and gossiping of twenty or so teenage girls, and you realized class had ended. That was bad.
You frantically glanced from side to side, looking for somewhere to hide. There really was nowhere to hide, except for an open gym bag lying on the floor. You knew it was probably a terrible idea, but it was better than being found by a bunch of
teenage girls. They would probably murder you if they found you.
With a sigh, you quickly crushed your own legs, crumpling them flat. You crawled your way over to the bag, and then slipped inside. Thankfully, the bag was huge, so you were easily able to slip inside. No sooner had you disappeared inside the bag did several girls start walking towards you.
You heard footsteps stomping all around you, and the voices of many different girls. Thankfully, it sounded like you had successfully managed to evade being caught. However, that feeling of happiness quickly turned to more panic.
“Hey Stacy.” You heard the voice of Emma say. “Why did you leave your gym bag out on the floor like that?”
“Did I?” Stacy replied. “I meant to put that in my locker. Whoops.” A set of footsteps approached you, the sounds getting closer and closer. Suddenly, you heard Stacy cry out in surprise, and a powerful force slammed down on top of you, instantaneously crushing you flat. The heavy weight grinded you down into a papery form immediately.
“Stacy! Are you okay?” Emma asked, concerned.
“Yeah. I’m fine.” Stacy groaned. She had slipped and fallen on her gym bag butt first. “These floors are so slippery. She stood up, but the damage had been done. You had been totally smashed, and you now made no difference in the shape of Stacy’s gym bag. There would be no way for her to tell that you were in there.
Stacy proceeded to strip out of her sweaty gym shirt and shorts, throwing them into her gym bag. The disgusting articles of clothing fell over your body, covering you in sweat and the awful stench. You would have gagged if you could.
Stacy picked up her gym bag, and then walked out of the gym. You were swung back and forhg as she walked. Since gym was her last period, she was free to go home now. Except, she didn’t know what to do with her gym clothes. She didn’t know whether to put them back in her school locker, or take them home and wash them.
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