Not much of a plan, but it works.

As Bree heard the teacher begin to get up, she mustered all of her will power and pulled her lower half up underneath her chest, effectively leaving her in the fetal position behind the equipment, just barely out of sight.

“This is it, it’s over, my life is ruined.” Bree whispered to herself as her eyes began to water. “All because I wanted to play a stupid game and ended up losing most of my clothes! That damn Mr. Weatherby knew what he was doing, and it’s not like he could have even said anything had I come today with more than a shirt, gosh I’m so stupid!” She was breathing heavily fighting back even more tears.

“If nobody is going to pay attention to the movie I guess you can actually spend the class being productive, your teacher mentioned something about an online module, let me get the laptops.”

As the substitute began to walk toward the corner where Bree was hiding, Bree decided this was far from over, there was no way she was going to get caught without at least trying to delay it.

Bree crawled as far back into the corner as she could, squeezing between the wall and a cool metal surface that when her back was pushed against it caused her nipples to harden even more than they already were.

She braces for what was next, she heard the heels of the substitute mere inches away stop and began moving items around to get to the lab top cart. All Bree could do is face the wall and silently pray she wasn’t about to be discovered.