No. There is a teacher.

"HEY!" a shrill cry could be heard behind them. "What are you three doing?".

The blonde boy to Jessica's left gave a quick glance back. His eyes widened. "Oh shit, it's a teacher!". He nodded to the red-headed boy on the right. "Break off!" he yelled, and the two boys who had surrounded Jessica dashed off, leaving Jessica to her own bearings in the middle of the foyer.

"What?" Jessica squeaked. She could hear the clacking heels of the teacher as she approached and she was yelling something angrily. She grasped herself with her hands and made a mad dash for the lost and found table.

"Stop right there!" the teacher yelled after her. The tone in her voice **** Jessica to comply. She was almost there too, just 3 meters from the table. "Turn around and face me, young lady!" the teacher barked. Jessica followed that too.

Face lowered, she waited as the furious teacher came right up to her. "Look at me." she snapped. When Jessica did, she saw in her peripheral vision that the teacher's yelling and gathered the attention of everyone in the room. Jessica wanted to shrink herself in a hole.

The teacher observed her face then said. "I haven't seen you around. Are you a new student?" Jessica nodded. After a pause, the teacher pulled Jessica's arm and said "Alright, you're coming with me. We've got a lot to talk about."

Jessica resisted being dragged and finally raised her voice. "Please, this wasn't on purpose! I was stripped by some boys and I need some new clothes... if I'm going to the office, I'll go, just please let me borrow some clothes from that table?" Jessica looked up at her with pleading eyes, hoping that another woman could understand her situation.