Lord Dakol
Supernova
- Joined
- Jun 28, 2009
- Location
- California
Finally, it was after school. David Leone had been waiting all day for this moment. The young, seventeen-year-old boy had finished his schoolwork quickly and walked down the hall, to where the gym locker rooms and showers were. He stopped between the two rooms, men's and women's. Glancing at the men's door, he waited a minute, waiting for the right moment. Just then, a large crowd of jocks piled out, taller and thicker-built than David himself. Fortunately, he glided out of the way before they could purposefully smash into him, and ran a hand through his semi-long black hair, out of his glasses. He waited until none came out any longer, and peeked in. No, it just stank of sweat of flesh, making him gag. It was clear. They were out on the field, practicing. As more the cheerleaders, they had already finished practicing and, as such, they were gone also. But if he calculated right - and he always did -, she would be coming in late, wanting to get in those extra hours to keep her moves fresh and body limber. Moving across the hall, he silently entered the women's locker room, finding no one inside. And so he walked to the bench near the showers and sat down, taking off his messenger back to take out the small camera that he had in his bag, smirking as he played the video on mute.
Last night, David had taken the liberty of testing out his new electronic hacking skills, and was able to get into her computer, finding some very interesting videos and pictures that wouldn't do her well if they had gotten out. And so, David took the entire day composing himself and thinking through his plan, and now it was complete. Now, he had to wait for her to arrive.