"Mr Jacobs is pure evil" Laura groans from beside Ely while the three of us slowly exit English Lit.

"You mean the curriculum is evil" Ely corrects.

I will never miss two days of school ever again. Somehow we've already been given two new assignments and that's just for English Lit. I also missed Halloween — One of my favourite holidays.

"That reminds me, what did you two do for Halloween?" I ask.

"I spent it studying" Laura sighs. "Cause you know, that evil English lit assignment"

I chuckle slightly before moving my gaze to Ely.

"What about you, Elijah?" I question.

"I had to take six screaming hyperactive children trick or treating" he explains with a small smile.

"That sounds-" I start.

"Painful" Laura finishes my sentence.

"I don't mind" he admits slowly, "what class do you have now?"

"Gym with Willow" I answer simply.

I have mixed feelings about the gym. Sometimes I love it, sometimes I would rather go to the nurse's office and pretend to be dying to get out of it.

"You mean gym without Willow" Laura corrects.

Suddenly I feel myself panic slightly. Oh god. Am I going to be alone? Where the hell is Willow?

"What do you mean? Where did Willow go?" My eyes widen.

"She's with the nurse" Ely informs, while we walk down the hallway "she has a fever of-"

A fever as well? For the love of God.

"Hundred and three?" I assume.

"Hundred two" he smirks.

Why does everyone have the flu all of a sudden?

"Didn't you notice that she wasn't in English Lit?" Laura points out.

"I can't do gym by myself" I cry in panic.

I know no one in that class. I'll be stuck with people I don't know, who will probably kill me.

"Who's your teacher?" Laura questions.

"Mr Carlton," I tell them with wide, terrified eyes.

"Oh, you'll be fine then" she smiles.

"What do mean?" I raise a brow in confusion.

I won't be fine. People in that class are psychos.

"He's not here today" she informs "you'll have a sub, meaning theory"

My heart suddenly stops pounding. Thank God. That means all I have to do is sit in a room behind my laptop screen and do nothing.

"Thank God" I sigh in relief, placing my hand over my chest.

"Hey Emma" a girl named Violet who is in my gym class greets while walking by me, "we're in the science wing, we've got Ms Pool as a sub"

Violet stands tall with thick curly shoulder length hair and caramel skin. She wears torn denim jeans and a black cardigan.

"Thanks" I nod before she leaves my sight. "Ms Pool?" I look at friends, "as in the infamous child predator?"

I haven't met her yet. In fact, I barely know what she looks like. I've only ever seen her from a distance.

"More like the infamous slut" Laura corrects. "Oh and that reminds me, if you're in our biology lab, go into the storage room," Laura begs. "I heard Mr Faulkner put the equipment for our next dissection in there" she explains.

"So?" I question - struggling to see the relevance.

"So there might be a little piece of paper with the name of the thing that we're dissecting" she explains.

"let me guess, you need to mentally prepare yourself?" Ely assumes.

"Exactly" she smiles widely. "So Emma, what do you say?"

I think about it for a second. What if I get caught? I guess if I go in after class, after everyone leaves then no one will see me.

"Fine" I agree, "I'll see you both later"

"Don't forget!" Laura calls while I walk in the opposite direction; heading to the science wing.

Once I enter the biology room I immediately spot Violet sitting at the front. I take a seat beside her while I watch Ms Pool slowly walk in front of the blackboard. She has long blonde hair, bright blue eyes and stands tall at around 5'8. Ma Pool wears a white button-up shirt, with a black pencil skirt.

"Don't chu look at her directly if ya know what's good for ya" Violet whispers at me.

I furrowed my brows at her.

"Are the rumours true?" I cock a brow.

Or are my friends just gossip whores?

"If they're not then the dumb asses at this school are sick," she says.

Suddenly, Ms Pool turns to face the class before clearing her throat, making everyone fall silent.

"So, as some of you may know, Mr Carlton is absent today" Ms Pool talks slowly with a soft voice, "he has left clear instructions for everyone to follow. I will write them on the black board for everyone to see..."

***

"Work on the assigned tasks for homework" Ms Pool orders whilst we all stand at the end of class. "Mr Carlton will be checking that it is complete during your next class"

While everyone begins escaping the class room, I walk in the opposite direction, towards the storage room. Holding my books in my arms, I quickly enter the room that is clearly labelled 'staff only', before shutting the door behind me.

Laura owes me for this.

Due to the lack of light, I pull out my phone; which I use to navigate my way around. There are shelves filled with trays and equipment. I begin carefully inspecting each and every tray until I find the list of equipment for Mr Faulkner's class, as well as what we are dissecting.

Fetal pig.

Eww gross. Why would Mr Faulkner make us dissect an unborn pig?

I take a step back due to the feeling of nausea washing over my body. I turn around to face the door where I then grip the door which I twist then push.

It doesn't open.

What the hell?

I push again and then again.

Damn it.

It must only open from the outside.

Just great.

Slowly I press my face against the little glass window, which allowed me to see what's going on in the classroom. Ms Pool is letting someone into the classroom, before shutting and locking the door behind them.

My eyes widen as they start kissing and removing layers of clothing.

Oh my god. Are they about to have sex? I'm stuck in a storage room, where my substitute teacher is having sex on the other side of the door.

My heart begins beating out of control. My eyes widen even more when I see the face of the guy that she's with.

He was 5'10 had light brown hair, hazel eyes, light olive skin, wore a Letterman jacket with dark jeans.

Kyle? What the hell? Why's Kyle having sex with Ms Pool?

I take a step away from the little window before dropping to the floor. Oh my god. I pull out my cell phone quickly before dialling a number.

"Laura where are you?" I cry with my cell against my ear.

"You have reached Laura Carter" her voice starts "sorry I can't come to the phone right now but if you leave your name and number and I'll get back to you"

Shit. School is officially over. Who can I call who would still be here?

Hank is in a meeting, so Thomas and I are supposed to make our own way home. Ely, Kyle and Tommy have football practice (which should start in ten minutes or so). So I either have to call Tommy or Ely.

Considering that Ely was there when Laura asked me to check the storage room, it makes more sense to call him, so I don't need to explain to Tommy what the hell I'm doing here.

I go to my contact list and quickly click on Ely, before pressing my cell against my ear.

I tap my foot against the floor inpatentially as I wait for him to answer.

"Hello" Ely greets.

"Ely, where are you?" I whisper.

"In the locker room," he says sounding slightly amused, "why are you whispering?"

Because I'm locked in the storage room where Ms Pool and Kyle are having sex on the other side of the door.

"Well, you know how Laura told me to check the storage room for dissection hints?" I start slowly, "Well, I'm kinda locked in"

"Kinda locked in?" I can feel him smirking.

"Okay, I'm locked in" I roll my eyes. "If its not too much trouble...the room number is G14... I know you have practice so if its an inconvenience I can try my brother or Laura again-"

"I'll be right there," Ely announces in an amused tone. "Sit tight"

Sit tight? That's going to be difficult when there's live porn/ fedral offences going on a few feet away from me.

"Thank you" I sigh in relief.

"Don't mention it" He says as the phone call ends and I sigh.

I just need to sit tight and wait.

After a few minutes, I hear Ms pool and Kyle leave the room.

I lean against the door and sigh in relief. I should have told Laura that I didn't want to check the storage room — or I could have left the door open and moved faster, avoiding all this.

***

I look down at my fingernails as I wait. God, what's taking him so long?

Suddenly, I feel the door behind me swing back, making me fall backwards, the back of my head hitting the floor. I lay on the floor with half my body in the lab, the other half in the storage room.

"Ow," I hiss, pressing my left hand on my aching head.

"You sure do fall a lot" Ely smirks before giving me his hand, helping me up, "are you alright?"

"Fine," I admit, jumping up onto my own to feet.

"Why would you sit against the door if you knew I was coming?" Ely smirks.

"Shut up" I roll my eyes with a half smile. "What took you so long?"

"I had to walk all the way here from the locker room" he laughs. "How long have you been in here for?"

I look down in embarrassment.

"Since the end of class...so like thirty minutes." I explain slowly, making him laugh at me, "it's not funny"

"I'm sorry" he continues to chuckle as we slowly exit the classroom. "How are you getting home?"

"My dad's in a meeting for another forty minutes" I inform, "I'll just wait around for him I guess"

"And do what?" He raises a brow curiously.

"I have candy crush on my phone so..." I smirk.

"Right" he nods with a smile, "why don't you come with me to practice?"

"Yeah, I'll be your own personal cheerleader" I joke.

"Or you can sit on the bleaches and watch?" He suggests.

I get that most girls such as Laura, for example, would jump at the chance to watch Lockwood Highs very own football team work out but thats not my thing.

"Pass," I say plain and simple.

"Don't you like to watch a little sport?" He raises a brow.

I laugh "Me and sport are like you and calculus"

"Alright" he folds his arms as we exit the building and begin walking towards the football field. "What if you sit on the bleaches and play candy crush for forty minutes...and if...only if you choose to, you can clap your hands together and scream something from the stands once in a while?"

We stop walking once we make it to the field. I look up at him, admiring his thick brown hair and chocolate brown eyes.

"How can I scream something if I don't know how the game works?" I point out, pursing my lips.

"I'm sure if Tommy's not running fast enough when we're doing laps, you would be able to put him in his place" he folds his arms, trying not to grin.

That's true. How could I say no to that?

"Okay, fine" I finally agree.

"Good, so its settled" Ely says in satisfaction, making me follow him to the bleachers. "Enjoy"

Why is it that I doubt it?

With that, he runs onto the field, towards the rest of the team.

I smile while taking a seat at the bottom of the bleaches. I look down at my cell to find a text from Thomas.

Jacob:
Wau?

Me:
I'm watching the football team train while I wait for dad

Jacob:
You and football?

Me:
STU LOL

I look up to see the football team running laps around the field. I spot Tommy, Ely, and Kyle. Kyle looks so natural; he doesn't look like he had just had sex with one of his teachers. Then again — how is someone supposed to look after doing that?

"Hey, Emma" Tommy greets with a wide grin while jogging past me.

"Hey, Tommy" I smile.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" He questions.

"Orton!" The coach cries. "Why don't you just give Riverside the trophy"

"Gotta run," Tommy bite his lower lip before speeding up.

I chuckle.

After forty minutes goes by, I wave my friends goodbye before heading towards the schools staff parking lot. I see Hank opening the car door. Good, I haven't missed him.

"What are you doing here? Why didn't you go home with Jacob?" Hank asks with narrowed eyes.

"I was going to" I admit. "But something came up" I explain.

"Which was?" He cocks a brow while I take a seat at the passenger side seat.

"Which was getting locked into a storage room" I look down in shame.

It gets more and more embarrassing each time I say it.

"You what?" His eyes widen when he gets into the car.

"Got locked in a storage room" I repeat. "It's a long story" I sigh.

"Okay" he nods, now slightly amused.

"Anyway,  did you know that the flu is going around?" I change the subject fast.

Literally every second person has the flu. How could Johnathan know that?

"Yes, I am aware" he informs, starting up the car. "Why do you think we gave you the flu as a cover story? Johnathan looked into the recent doctor certificates at the school and found out about the spread"

"Oh" I nod.

"So how was school?" Hank asks as tho he were my real father. "Did anything interesting happen besides getting locked in a storage room?"

Well, Kyle was banging Ms Pool. As a witness I could potentially have her thrown into jail.

"Nothing at all" I shake my head slowly, with my gaze drifting off into the distance.