this[IS]my[LAST]resort &&;

[Breezy Morgan]

. most of all .

Thank goodness for teacher breaks. A whole hour or more, skipping gym. An empty classroom all to herself, maybe she'd text someone. Surely someone else was doing the same thing. Surely not everyone felt like working out while the coaches watched you like hawks, or was she the only one who felt violated by that. Oh well. It was much to early to run on a treadmill anyways.

Thankful, for once, that her phone allowed her to send emails, she opened her mailbag purse abit, keeping her hands inside it as not to full expose her phone. It was instinctive, no texting in school was a rule firmly imbedded in her mind. She smiled, she loved this school. Whoa. Okay, well, she loved the rules of the school. They trusted so much that their students were absolutely top notch that the idea of an honor roll student skipping a class was unthought of. She grinned, being a good kid all her life paid off sometimes. Even if she was caught she wouldn't get in to much trouble; her record was flawless.

Maybe, somone worth talking to would join her before the bell rang and everyone was in their class. That would be pretty cool. If not, she'd eventually wander off to class; blaming her tardiness on a power failure in her room. Her alarm clock reset, something.

. i'm scared of not being good enough .

[Hollie Johnsen]

&&She'll force her smiles.

Hollie got out of class by telling the teacher she wanted to visit the nurse, due to a bad stomache. Instead of calling the office, she was just given a pass and sent on her way. Really, teachers these days were making things too easy. She had no real reason for skipping class, since it actually wasn't that bad this morning, except for Breezy's texts.

Following the directions, she went down the hall and stopped before the second door. Amazing how on the first day of school she found herself doing this. She had figured this wouldn't start until at least a month into the school year.

"'Ello dear." She greeted, sitting down in one of the many empty desks. "Having fun not being in gym?"

&&Pretend everything's okay now.

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[Breezy Morgan]

. lets commit the perfect crime .

Had Hollie gotten her text? Was she even going to come? Hopefully. She didn't want to sit here alone, it was about as much fun as being in the gym class.

"Hooolllliiiiee" she said, lowly to herself. "Where arrrre yo-"

Her heart jumped in her chest as she heard the door open. A smile spread across her face instantly when the door closed and Hollie was standing there.

"Having fun not being in gym?"

Breezy grinned. "Sure am." she added, walking over from her position leaning on the wall to sit in the desk by her friend.


. i'll steal your heart and you steal mine .

[Hollie Johnsen]

&&Hold our heads up high.

Hollie grinned slightly at Breezy. "Well that's good, but you do know that if you continue to skip gym, you'll lose your petite little figure." She joked, before leaning back in the chair.

These were the moments in time Hollie actually enjoyed about going to Baltimore. Not really the skipping part, but more as creating memories with her friends. Cut that up and stick it in a scrapbook.

She accidently slid her chair slightly backwards, causing it to bump into the table behind her, which has two chairs stacked neatly on top. In a moment's flash there was a blur of silver and blue and a loud crash as one of the chairs toppled to the floor. Hollie held her breath for a moment, but it seemed like no one was coming. "You know, we could throw a party in the middle of fourth period, and no one would ever come and investigate." She mumbled, getting out of her seat to pick up the chair.

&&If we don't, we'll never make it.

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