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Today is a good day for a swim, and what better place to do that then the school’s private indoor pool. Might as well be your own private pool given the schools lack of rules and regulation on its use post school hours. The school board has a lot of faith in its students, or more likely not enough funding to care. After a short stop in the locker room, you are dressed for the occasion. Marching out with a towel in hand, a muffled sound causes you to pause. Looking around the pool you see nothing. With a shrug you step forward only for the muffling to continue. Honing in your hearing, it sounds like a muffled voice, feminine, and it's coming from above? Tilting your head, you see a familiar girl in an awkward and uncomfortable situation. Ciara Wilpow, a girl notorious for getting into fights with bullies, is only in her bra and briefs, arms tied behind back, tape over mouth, and helplessly suspended from the high diving board by the seat of her waistband. The brief wearing brawler

8:00am: The sun peaked through Olivia's window against her face. It was the perfect way to start her morning because she knew today was going to be an excellent day. Olivia had been having a great week so far. She turned 18 last Friday and spent Saturday night with her friends, among those were her two best friends; Emma Daly and Lucy Hampstead. The three girls were inseparable and had spent the week celebrating Olivia's birthday, as she was the last of the three to turn 18. Olivia Walker was quite a likeable girl. She wasn't 'nerdy' but she wasn't at the top of the school hierarchy either. She was a happy medium that seemed to get along with just about anybody. Today was Thursday and Olivia had spent the past few days receiving belated birthday surprises from Emma and Lucy. On Monday there was cake in 5th Period class, co-organised by Miss Jones, Olivia's favourite teacher. On Tuesday after school, the three girls had a movie night together. It was a similar vibe to Saturday night