Sapphire
Sapphire was able to skip her third-period gym class thanks to the note. It was only five words. Five. In the handwriting of the principal. Sapphire had to squint a few times to see what the letters were because the scrawl was so sloppy.
He's outside, waiting for you.
Sapphire's headache and her stomach tightened with unease as she heard the words. Fortunately, her P.E. the teacher was perfectly fine with allowing one of the students to leave the gym. Mr. Colby mumbled some agreeing words and gave her a 'shoo' gesture before Sapphire even opened her mouth to explain.
She walked down the corridor at a brisk pace, not pausing to change into her street clothes. Her scuffed tennis shoes squeaked against the tile floor. There were several exits from the school building, and Sapp
