Hapto
Super-Earth
- Joined
- May 12, 2011
The gym storeroom was dark, crowded, and above all, private. There were no gym classes this afternoon, so no-one would come here to sort through the racks of balls and piles of mats and other other assorted shapes that hid the kneeling school girl.
She was looking through a small, open book. That had been her first mistake. Well, her first mistake was accidentally swapped chemistry textbooks with her best friend Susan, the switch becoming obvious when this small, moleskin book had fallen out of the pages. The book's cover was plain and unadorned, giving no clues as to what it contained. Even so, a true friend wouldn't have opened it to find out. A true friend would have waited until last period, where they'd sit next to Susan again and return the book unopened, privacy respected, trust intact.
A true friend wouldn't have been so overcome by curiosity that they snuck into the dark gym storeroom during lunch, all to steal a read of the mystery book, whose pages only raised more questions than they answered.
The pages were creamy yellow, bordered in a strange red ink. The same color formed diagrams and sketches on every page, always coming in pairs - a complicated symbol on the left, different each time, and a picture on the right, stranger each time. There were flowers, what looked like sea creatures, insects, and... and things explicit enough to make the room seem suddenly very hot.
She was looking through a small, open book. That had been her first mistake. Well, her first mistake was accidentally swapped chemistry textbooks with her best friend Susan, the switch becoming obvious when this small, moleskin book had fallen out of the pages. The book's cover was plain and unadorned, giving no clues as to what it contained. Even so, a true friend wouldn't have opened it to find out. A true friend would have waited until last period, where they'd sit next to Susan again and return the book unopened, privacy respected, trust intact.
A true friend wouldn't have been so overcome by curiosity that they snuck into the dark gym storeroom during lunch, all to steal a read of the mystery book, whose pages only raised more questions than they answered.
The pages were creamy yellow, bordered in a strange red ink. The same color formed diagrams and sketches on every page, always coming in pairs - a complicated symbol on the left, different each time, and a picture on the right, stranger each time. There were flowers, what looked like sea creatures, insects, and... and things explicit enough to make the room seem suddenly very hot.