Knowing he would see Mariah and Brigette later and not really having anything to say to Trish, Jack thought that playing a prank on Lauren would be funny.He was already pretty close to her, so there wasn't too much of a trek over to her seat. Jack noticed Lauren was completely focused on her work, so this seemed like an opportune time to make his move. He traversed up her neatly kept jeans and made it to Lauren's seat, no problem. From here, however, Jack was faced with more of an issue. He knew that Lauren was focused on her work, but he also knew that Lauren was very attentive and would probably notice him if he went up her front or made contact with her bare skin. Thus, Jack decided to go up her back, even with as straight of posture as Lauren had.
Jack had gotten up about a quarter of the way up Lauren's shirt, when she began to move. Jack held on with all his might, but to his misfortune, Lauren was getting up to turn her work in. As she moved across the room, Jack lost a little bit of his grip more and more. Fortunately, though, as Lauren reached the teacher's desk, she paused for a moment as she handed in her paperwork. This allowed Jack to regain his grip and even made it up a little higher on her shirt. But he was back to holding on for dear llife as Lauren went back to her seat.
By the time she got back, Jack had once again nearly lost his grip, only this time, he did as Lauren twisted to crack her back. Jack fell and tried to grasp onto anything he could, but everything was out of reach. Accepting his fate, Jack closed his eyes. But a moment later, he opened them to reveal a different environment. There were books and utensils around him. Jack figured out that he had landed in Lauren's backpack. He looked up, and Lauren was looking in, seemingly trying to find something. Jack ducked behind the nearest book, hoping not to get caught, and did so successfully. Unfoartunately, light began to fade as Lauren zipped her bag back up and lifted it into the air to put on her shoulders.
"I did not think this through" Jack thought. He kept cursing himself, but could do nothing as his leather prison shifted with the motion of Lauren. It wasn't until about fifteen minutes later when Jack heard the sound of a zipper undoing and light coming through.
What was happening?
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