The Teacher's Assistant

Suspicious

You sat on the bench in front of Larissa's bed, waiting for the search party to leave the school so you could escape to your room and take a shower. After all the rolling around last night, you were ready to bathe. You were jealous that Larissa had gotten to take a bath, but she let you stick your feet in the water, which was fun. You sighed, suddenly very bored. You were not good at sitting still.

You wandered over to the window, ensuring you weren't seen from the outside. You peered down and saw the staff as they exited the building, a group of them carrying walking sticks. It was obviously the search party. You saw Larissa among them as she began walking out towards the tree line. You snickered at thinking of Larissa trying to walk in the woods in her high heels. Almost as if she heard you, she turned to face her window. She winked and nodded slightly, just enough for you to notice. You nodded in return, understanding it was time to go.

You walked towards the door and grabbed the knob when you heard someone jiggling the lock. You stepped back and watched the knob jiggle, someone obviously trying to get in. Larissa didn't have a latch or deadbolt, so if whoever was trying to get in succeeded, you'd be caught. Back under the bed, it was.

You wriggled under the frame just as the lock was unlatched. You held your breath and the door opened, revealing once again those red boots. What the hell was she doing here? The boots trod carefully, tip-toeing around just in case someone lay in wait. Little did she know someone was laying in wait to tell on her ass.

You watched as Marilyn explored the room, rustling through papers that must have been sitting on Larissa's coffee table and you could only wonder what she was looking for. She walked into the bathroom and then walked back out, coming closer to the bed. She looked in one of the bedside tables, closing almost immediately. You smirked wondering what she found in there that caused that kind of reaction. You had a theory, but maybe you would look before leaving for confirmation.

She walked around to the other side of the bed and that's when you noticed them. Your underwear, torn, still lying on the floor where Larissa had thrown them. She noticed them too because Thornhill bent down and picked them up, examining them.

"Didn't realize Weems had such an appetite," she grumbled before dropping them back to the floor. You bit your lip, stifling a laugh. You had also been surprised by it, but you were going to make sure to mention that to Larissa after you were done filling her in on Thornhill's drama.

Marilyn walked over to what you assumed could only be a closet and opened it, peering inside before closing it. She huffed, not finding whatever she was looking for. She did one last walk of the room before heading to the door and shutting it behind her. You stayed under the bed for a while longer before emerging and heading to the door. You carefully peered your head out and found the hall you were in empty. The students below were buzzing from having time off classes while the teachers searched for you in the woods. You bolted to your room, nearly falling into the door and locking it immediately. You breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the door just like nights ago. No one had seen you and all that was left was to take a shower and be found by the search party. Or not found, Larissa wasn't completely clear on that part.

You headed over to your own private bathroom and finally got that shower. You stepped out refreshed and dried your hair and put on your clothes for the day. You stood in front of the mirror rehearsing your lies. You had gone on a walk early this morning and must have just missed Marilyn. It was all a big mistake. You were confident this would work. Well, for the most part.

You emerged from your room, nearly running straight into Wednesday Addams.

"I thought you were supposed to be missing," she said. You shook your head and forced yourself to laugh.