You'll probably leave if it's more than four hours, but you can wait for a little bit.

About three minutes after waiting (which is two minutes and fifty five seconds of being SUPER BORED), Miranda finally comes back out of the room. She's still tired as anything, but now she's dressed in her proper school uniform now and has her backpack on.

"reddie t'go." She murmurs, sleepily. She reaches up and rubs at her puffy eyes.

Errr..... hm. You look at Cameron and shrug, then the three of you start walking over to First Aid class. At least, for the first few steps. Miranda's walking so slowly and keeps nearly falling over so much that Cameron basically ends up having to carry her in a piggyback the rest of the way. When you again offer to just let her sleep through first period, she assures you both that "Iehill be arright", because today's supposed to be one class - lunch - two classes, instead of the other way around, for scheduling reasons. So she only needs to get through one thing before she can sleep. It reassures you minorly.

Halfway through the hallway journey with your companions, one of Miranda's workbooks slides out of the bag half-strung over her shoulder, which she also apparently zipped up. Jeez, just how disorganised was Lexi's side of the room? How does she even have that much stuff here?

The workbook falls open onto the ground, so you go to pick it up and carry it under your arm the rest of the way. Maybe Nurse Riley will have some wakeup tablets or something. Your plans are interrupted right as you approach the book though, because the page it fell open onto is covered with.....

With..... errr.....

You pick up the book, and look up at Cameron. He's not looking at you, he's just waiting until you all can carry on walking down the hall again. Which means.... which means you're safe to have a little peek inside.

You open up the page it was showing again, and take a closer look. It's covered in really detailed and well-done sketches of naked people. Some are realistic, but some are more cartoony and stylised. All of them have really great bodies, though....

You flick through some of the other pages. It's more of the same, but some of them have sexual stuff as well. Some even have little notes, and dialogue boxes, like a comic. D-did she... she's got to be the one who drew all of this, right? Uhm.....

Your face goes red as you shut the book. I-it's all just for anatomy study, right?? For classes like First Aid. It's got to be. Miranda's too quiet and polite, there's no chance she could be a secret pervert....{if MirandaVisits>0} e-even when she was feeling you up and all, she was really out of character and under the effects of the pill she made, she's not like that normally....{endif}

You gulp, and slide the book back into the sleepy girl's backpack as she's slumped in a Cameron-carrying piggyback. You did mean to carry it for her, but you'd rather {if@ Purity >60}get it out of your pure hands.{else}not be caught with something like that. Even if you really wouldn't mind seeing it again later.....{endif}

The three of you carry on to First Aid class, which {if CumSuccess == 3}goes a lot more smoothly than when Nurse Riley was coming down from a big orgasm last week. This lesson, it's all{else}is{endif} about proper procedures for treating a venomous monster bite or scratch. Nurse Riley is her usual bubbly, helpful, and infectiously energetic self, {if CumSuccess == 3}even if you think you see flickers of nervous excitement whenever she sees you (which you try to brush off with smiles and waves), and the class takes to her words with a lot more focus than they did last week.{else}and as usual she's got the class' complete attention.{endif} That is, except for Miranda, who's stubbornly refusing to sleep but keeps nodding her head and nearly falling over.

Even you focus up and get some good work done, and you daydream for way less than usual! Only half the class or so. Which is a pretty dang good rate. It isn't all notetaking and lectures, which probably helps -- Nurse Riley once again has some dummy body parts, this time to practice sucking venom out of, and she's even got some puzzles and trivia that she very clearly handmade each copy of over the weekend, that really help the knowledge stick.

By the time the bell rings for lunch, you're pretty sure you've got the basics of it down, which was the main purpose of the class. There might be more detailed work to do later, but for now, that went pretty well!

Almost as soon as the bell rings to signal the end of class, Miranda flops forward onto her desk and bounces her forehead off of it, fast asleep and snoring loudly.

"Oh." Says Nurse Riley, looking down at her then turning to the rest of you from behind her desk and whispering. "I hope you all had a good class, and a great rest of your day. Please be quiet as you're leaving the classroom -- I'm going to go get her some blankets."

She gets up and quickly tiptoes out of the classroom's door, jiggling slightly under her white peacoat as she goes. Your classmates quietly and respectfully go about packing up their stuff and leaving the classroom without waking Miranda, even Delilah, and soon you're the last awake one left in the classroom. That's because you go extra slow, just to be safe, putting each of your books and pens and completed puzzles for hanging up on the wall into your unzipped bag like you're playing operation. Steady, now, steady....

"Psssst."

Hang on a second, God. I'll be right with you. You think, poking your tongue out of the corner of your mouth in focus. You haven't even gotten out of your chair yet.

"Debbie."

Easy does it.....

"Dude, you suck. C'mon."

Argh, fine! You shove your books and pens into your bag to make a point, and it's not even that noisy, but you're still peeved as you whip your head around and look about the room for whoever's talking. What is it??

"Up here."

Ehh? You lift your head and look up to the ceiling, where you see.... nothing. There's just a roof, ceiling lights, an airvent, and a ceiling fan that's switched off at the moment. Wait! You squint your eyes and take a closer look at a grate in the airvent, craning your neck upwards. Is that..... is that Lexi, waving at you from inside the airvent right now?