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"Where's your hall pass? I don't recall you being given permission to roam the hallways during class." The teacher asks smugly, waiting for an answer.

"We-we're sorry. I was just going with Jessica to the principal's office." Jake stammers, squeezing Jessica's hand for support, hoping she can hold on for just a little longer.

"Is that so?" The teacher asks, raising an eyebrow. "Last time I checked, the principal's office was in that direction." The teacher says, calling him out.

"Right... We were just..."