Somehow yes.

Silence.

Deafening silence, only broken by the sounds of the cart’s wheels squeaking towards the front of the room.

Bree slowly turned her head, preparing for the worst, but she was shocked to find that the sub had managed to block her exposure by having placed the moved items to a position that blocked the class from seeing where Bree was laying. As for the teacher, she must have been dragging the cart behind her and didn’t even notice the naked girl roll into view.

“OMG, what is happening, how have I not been caught yet? You know what, I don’t care, just need to get my shirt and take a break for now.”

Bree slowly got up, she was shielded from view, but only barely, and there were plenty of gaps between things for people to sneak a peek of naked ol’ Bree is she wasn’t careful. Not to mention that she now had a decent bubble of open space she was now standing in which wasn’t leaving her feeling to secure.

Bree stayed low, crouching as much as she could, and was finding it harder than she imagined to locate her shirt. That she began panic as she had looked everywhere in the corner and still had yet to find it.

On shaky legs she crept over to the equipment concealing her from the rest of the class, and very sheepishly peaked between them and her heart sank at what she saw.