A class comes in

Sandry listened to the group leaving, trying to work out when they had all gone so she could try and make a run for it.

Unfortunately, the last thing she heard from the yearbook group was them greeting a teacher who was entering the room, followed immediately by the sound of a class filling the room. Sandry groaned internally; looks like she was going to be stuck here for a while longer. She shifted position under the table, trying to make herself more comfortable without making any noise.

"Okay, class, settle down." the teacher's voice called across the room, "Let's get started." Sandry thought about the class she was supposed to be in right now, would her teacher wonder what had happened to her? Did the entire school know about her accidental streaking by now?

"Chloe, are you ready to do your presentation on different rock types?" she heard the teacher say.

"Yes, miss." a girl replied, and footsteps came closer. Sandry remembered the table she was hiding under contained rocks. That meant that while Chloe was doing her presentation, the entire room would be looking in her direction, with only a thin tablecloth between her nudity and their eyes!

She heard the girl begin talking, discussing what each rock was, faint scrapings and thuds from above as the rock samples were picked up and put down.

Then a louder thud, as one of them was dropped and landed on the floor six inches from Sandry.

"Oops!" Chloe said, starting to bend to pick it up.