hop in the trunk

April realized the trunk was her best hope, rather than having to try to convince Mr. Hughes to give her a ride. If he said no she was screwed. So, taking a nervous look around to make sure no one was watching, She crawled into the trunk and pulled it half closed, making sure to keep it cracked for air.

She sat curled up in nothing but the towel, feeling the rough upholstery on her bare skin. She waited, grateful to not be so visible, before she heard someone approaching. She grew nervous as she heard the door open and close, then she heard the car start and sighed with relief. No one had caught her back here. They began rolling and April, unable to see, hoped they were going in the right direction...