Rachel's POV
I followed Ms. Bright. I had no other choice, really. She marched down the hallway, and knocked on the door of the clinic.
"Come in!" Said a voice.
We entered. I was expecting the worst, because to the best of my knowledge, Sam and Grace were backstage, bunking Chemistry.
So, I was very, VERY surprised to see a familiar face in the clinic.
"Hi!" Grace said, waving to me.
Grace's POV
After Rachel had not come for five more minutes, I started getting worried. I suspected that she had been caught by Ms. Bright.
So I asked the others if it would be best to just abort the mission, and go and check on Rachel. If she was in trouble, we would find a way to save her. Otherwise, we would have taken enough food to last us through chemistry anyway. We were the typical 'backbenchers', and our teacher didn't care anyway.
"If Rachel is in trouble, we won't have enough time to form a plan to save her." Anna pointed out. " Also, if we are seen together, don't you think Ms. Bright will put two and two together?"
"It's best that one of us goes." Suggested Sam. "If Rachel's in trouble, think of a quick plan. Get her, and go to the class. If she's not, get her and come here. Simple. And the people who remain here, backstage, will stay here until the class gets over."
"Okay." I said. "I'll go. I'm the one who's 'injured'. It won't be unusual for me to be seen around."
There was a loophole in this plan, though. If I was seen, Sam's whereabouts would be questioned, because she was supposed to take me to the clinic. But there was no time to make another plan, and I was bored anyway.
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I peeked around the wall. Not even twenty metres away, I could see Ms. Bright and Rachel coming up the hallway. I quietly retreated back into the passage I had just come along, and made my way to the clinic.
"I fell down while playing. I think I've broken my knee." I explained to the nurse. She looked at my knee suspiciously.
Please God, I thought, don't let her notice anything wrong. Just this once.
"It doesn't look very badly injured. I'll give you some aspirin, and you can go to class." She said.
I nodded, and sat on the chair. Any moment now, Rachel and Ms. Bright would enter the room. I started to practice 'in pain' expressions.
A knock sounded. My look of pain wasn't even fake anymore. It was more a look of desperation and fear, but hopefully it would do.
They entered. I could see that Rachel had been prepared for the worst. Hmmmm. She evidently didn't trust me enough to know that I would come and save her ass. Then again, I wasn't exactly known to save people from teachers. I was too busy saving myself.
"Hi!" I exclaimed, waving at Rachel enthusiastically. A little too much I think, but, hey, cut me some slack, ok? I wasn't the best actor there was.
Rach looked like she had seen a ghost, and I didn't blame her.
"Oh, so you're Ok, then.", said Ms. Bright. "I'll be going now. I have some important work to attend to."
And just like that, we were free. She hadn't even asked about Sam. I took the aspirin, because I always need an aspirin, and walked out of the room, Rachel close behind me.
"Ho-" she started to ask.
"Not now." I interrupted. "I'll tell you everything later."
Ok, so according to the plan, we were supposed to go back to class, but I didn't want to. Who would?
So, I did the thing I knew best. I decided not to follow the plan, and to go back to Sam and Anna.
"Come on, lets go." I said.
Sam's POV
"I think they got caught." Anna said.
I was just about to agree, when the door opened, and Grace and Rach walked in.
"No, they didn't get caught." I said.
"Actually, we did get caught." Grace said.
"Then how are you here" I asked.
"Long story. I'll tell you over chips?"
Grace's POV
I told them all that had happened. They felt it their 'duty' to laugh.
The bell rang, signalling the end of Chemistry.
"Guys, we'd better go now." I said.
They all agreed halfheartedly.
We walked slowly back to class. In no way were we prepared for what awaited us in front of the class.
Ms. Bright and our class teacher, Ms. Alina, were standing, as if waiting for someone.
"Oh, there you are." Said Ms. Alina. "Would you care to enlighten us about your whereabouts in the Chemistry class?"
Shit.
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Hiiii!! I am supposed to be studying for an exam right now, but studying is soo boring and procrastination is my greatest sin. So I decided to write this chapter.
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P.P.S. I'm sooooo sorry, but this chapter is unedited because, as I mentioned above, I'm supposed to be studying for an exam. The most mistakes you'll find are spelling mistakes, or something minor, though.
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~AnnabethJackson6801
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