Suddenly I saw that mean look on Miss Pamela's face again. "Look idiot, you don't have a choice. Crawl your ass to the bathroom, get some toilet pap...r and come back within 20 seconds. If you don't get back, we'll be repeating this exercise in front of five of Alison's best friends. Onnnne...two...three.?I scampered to the bathroom, half in dread, half more excited than I'd ever been in my life. I yanked off as much toilet paper as I could and scampered back in front of the women just. And not just steak and potatoes, either. We don't know what you drained from your body, so order extra vegetables. And no desserts either. You don't need the empty calories. If you need anything else, order an appetizer instead." Alex merely rolled his eyes but did as his sister requested. "And don't call me mom," she finally responded, shooting him a look. "I think the world of her, but it's hardly an encouraging comment. Do it again and you'll to be walking to California." Hey there, sorry. My phone chirping meant there was an alert. It must be some new progress on the graviton phenomenon. My hands shot into my sweatpants pocket as I walked back to Miss Daisy’s classroom to get my book bags. Aurora darted past me, crying out for Justin. She was such a needy slave, but cared for my boyfriend. I hit the button on my phone, turning it on. I swiped—Krystal Sampson“Krystal!” Brittany, the English exchange student that was in the year ahead of me, exclaimed. The black-haired girl shot. Fortunately, the guards left with them, so we could work in peace. I gave them about 10 minutes of waiting time before I told Lars to send his hijackers.Moments later, a man showed up and introduced himself as the foreman for the hijackers. He looked around and talked for a minute or so into his communicator. Almost immediately a forklift showed up. He directed the forklift to the nearest stack of gold. As soon as that forklift was loaded, he had it transported back to headquarters and another.