ooc: Sorry, that I haven't posted here in a while. Lets start a new day.

Trista looked over at Melissa and Jessica before stifling a yawn. It was starting to get very late and they still had classes tomorrow. She cuddled up against Carrel and fell asleep within minutes. Trista tossed and turned slightly in her sleep. Her dreams still troubled my being caught.

Mark sat at his desk late into the night going over all of the information that he had gather. He slammed his hands down onto his desk clearly frustrated because they had out smarted him and erased his memory, so that he couldn't remember anything that happened that night during the detention. It didn't matter because he was going to find out what it was again. All he had to do now was to get Carrel out of the way.

(The next day...)

Trista stirred and slowly opened her eyes. It was still very early as some light from the rising sun shined through the window. She turned over and rested her head on Carrel, his arm still around her. She didn't feel much like getting up yet.