Yes, but it’s slow going.

As Bree crept out of the auditorium, she found herself covered in dirt and grime from head to toe.

“Depending on what time I get to the gym, maybe I can rinse off really quick.” She thought to herself. For now she had to start gaining some clothes back, and what she though at first would be a clever trick she was now turning out to be a little bit of a hinderance.

Her shoes, which are located right outside of where Mr. Weatherby is currently headed to. Had she not had her rule of getting clothes back in the order in which she lost them, she could get them later, but now she was **** to stay close to Weatherby while avoiding detection.

As Bree tiptoed down the hall as to not arise any suspicion, she quickly caught up to Mr. Weatherby, who did not seem to be in any hurry, and why would he, it’s not like she can leave without coming back to him anyways. Bree just hoped he would want to try and snap a few more items before waiting on her.

The nude teen did her best to remain undetected, but almost screamed when she was crouched over an air vent while Weatherby was shining his light into a classroom. The sudden burst of cool are on her moist crotch was a shock, but Bree did not let so much as a gasp escape her lips.

As they made it back to the main hall, Mr. Weatherby entered his office and closed the door behind him, Bree could either wait it out and see if he begins looking for her again or risk capture by running up to the door and grabbing the shoes from under the chairs.