"Alright," Sarah says with a smug smile stretched across her face, "you're on." You turn and lead Sarah to the stairs that give you the perfect, no-possible-way-you-could-be-involved view of the emergency exit. As you will teachers and anyone who'd rat you two out away from the view, Sarah asks, "Gonna make me wait it out until the end, huh? Gonna make me THINK you weren't bluffing just now and hope I back out. Alright, have it your way."
You ignore anything that comes out of Sarah's mouth, mostly because right now she's only talking about how you're trying to trick her. You keep your gaze on the door, and on your watch, commenting on how slowly time seems to be moving and wish for things to hurry up. Suddenly, time hits the fast forward button, treating you to the sounds of Sarah talking English with a gibberish accent in a chipmunk voice and the quickest bell you've ever heard in the school sounds, even the broken bell doesn't sound that bad this fast.
As the hall fills up, time resumes to normal speed, and you part the hall as if it were the Red Sea to reopen your view of the door. Across the hall, Nick can be seen, amidst the confusion of hall traffic, opening up an emergency exit and walking out without making a sound, be it an alarm, student, or teacher. Sarah stands and says, "I'm not stopping, and I'm not covering for you if you get caught streaking through the halls." She leads you towards the door and you admire her ass swaying the whole way. She checks to see if the coast's clear, and makes her way out the door, you following as if her ass was pulling you in with its magnetism.
After three giant steps outside, enough to get into an architectural blind spot, Sarah looks around, only to have her jaw drop. Sitting in the perfect parking spot, under the skinny little tree with thick foliage that keeps it shielded from the sun during the hot sunny days, far away from the dumpsters, and tucked in a bit so there's no chance of someone side swiping it with anything is a Gallardo Spyder (considering what Sarah agreed to, you thought something fast with a drop top was an excellent choice, and the Gallerado Spyder was the first Lamborghini fitting that description that popped into your head, so you went with it). Sarah runs over to it and checks the key in the keyhole on the passenger side door, a perfect match naturally, much to her surprise. She pulls out the registration, and sure enough finds that this car had no previous owners, you were the first to register the Spyder. Sarah looks at you in disbelief, her lips just moving with no sound being produced.
You walk around Sarah, grab the registration and say, "Well, seems I won this little bet," as you put the registration back in the glove box. Sarah turns her head back to the school, realizing that she can't exactly hide herself here, the students who just stare out the windows would get a nice treat of her if she pays up her half of the bet. In fact, this spot is so close to the school, that the students on the second floor looking out the windows that face this direction could probably make out Sarah's nether lips if she strips. Sarah turns back to you and says, "We were just joking before, right? You're not gonna make me strip HERE, are you?" |