Escape of the Cryptids

[DragonMasterX]

"Not in the least," Sam shrugged, but with a smile, holding his right arm with an open hand out "Ms. Smith appears to be in a predicament, yes? Only natural you'd like to help. Plus, the more the merrier, right?" he winked, not that they'd be able to see. Former guy or not, there were two tight asses he absolutely wanted in front of him, and they were basically going to lead him into an enclosed space where he'd be able to do as he wanted with them.

(School Hallway)

"Wait, what?" Rogan blinked. His hunch had been right. "Damn, we really can't trust anyone in this damn school," he grimaced, about to voice an opinion to deal with the present problem before Jessica suddenly engaged in phone talk. "Was that Dark?" Rogan then asked, "Where is he? Did something happen?"

He was starting to notice the frustration in Jessica's face, but it didn't seem to be the same anger that stemmed from her face-off with the fake principal, at least not directly...