School of Love

You are Jack, a student at Wilson High. It has been a long year, and you decide to make today fun. Instead of going to your first class, you go to the cafeteria and notice a few other people cutting class. One of them is your friend, Sarah, and you decide to say hello.

"Hey, Sarah, what's up? You should be getting to class," you say sarcastically.

"I would, Jack, but my dog ate my homework," she laughs. She is wearing a low-cut, red tank top and tight, black jeans that cling to her beautiful ass. She has straight, shoulder-length brown hair and a dancer's body.

"Well I'm not going to science class all by myself," you say. "Guess I'll just stay here."

Sarah plops herself into the nearest seat, and you get a quick glimpse at her cleavage. You're surprised to see no bra. The two of you sit and talk for a few minutes, and you realize that this could be your chance to get with her.

"So who are you taking to prom?" Sarah asks.

You are about to answer when both of you hear Jeremy whistle loudly. This is the signal that your bitch of a vice-principal is on her way.

"Crap!" you exclaim. "Let's get the fuck out of here!"

"I know where to hide," says Sarah as she grabs your hand and pulls you out of the cafeteria and into a door. After she shuts the door, you realize that you're in ...