PLDC -Losing My Last "Friend"

Remember the Woman's restroom at the end of hallway we discovered? Remember the females got in trouble because someone had been sneaking out?
Well . . . .

One day I walk down the hallway to the bathroom and there was another female (not one of my roommates) standing at the door. She looked at me sort-of sad like and nervously asked me to do her a favor. She went on to explain she left an important piece of her uniform in her car, which was parked right outside the door and she desperately needed to get it. She pleaded with me to stand at the door and wait for her to let her back in. Now remember, we had been warned against doing so and that kept resounding in my head but . . . I also thought of my own unfortunate uniform mishap when I wore my roommates nylon stockings (of a very off color for me) and how uncomfortable and stupid I felt then. My heart when out to her --she needed her uniform.

But . . . What if we got caught? Was it my problem she forgot her uniform? I kind of told her as much but she kept begging me on and on, "Pleeeeeease!!! My car is right outside the door. I promise you I'll only be a second. I'll run right out and right back in. I won't tell anyone you let me in and if I get caught outside I won't tell them you agreed to let me back in. Oh please, I'll fail inspection if I don't have my uniform ready."

What's a weak girl like me to do? Deny such request? I mean, she did promise to run out and right back in. I look down the hallway seeing if anyone is in sight then I tell her, "Okay but you have to run out and right back in but if you get caught outside I'm outta here and I'm not waiting around." She thought that was fair enough and quickly exited the building. What seemed like HOURS was probably only minutes, if not seconds as I stood by the door waiting for her knock all the while keeping my eye down the hallway in case someone should come but also positioning myself to make it appear like I'm just going into the bathroom, not standing at the door waiting for someone.

Come on! COME ON! Hurry up.

Next thing I know, another female was walking down the hall towards us. It was one of my roommates but the one that was "sort-of" nice to me so I was hoping she'd be understanding.

She wasn't.

She walked up, pointed to the bathroom door and asked, "Are you waiting to go in?", not so much to inquire but more so to set me up for lying and failure.  I'm pretty sure she knew what I was up to.

Oh dear. What now? If I go into the bathroom and then the other lady comes back knocking, we're busted. If I tell her no she's going to know I'm up to something else. I tried to pretend I was just being nice and polite and I said, "Oh, why don't you go head --no problem." She wasn't buying it. She looked at the door then at me having put 2 and 2 together but before she could say anything there was the faintest knock at the door. I thought about pretending I had no idea what that was about but then I couldn't leave that other girl out there like that --I figured I was already busted anyway so ----- I opened the door. The girl was surprised to see someone else there. We all three stood there kind of frozen in time for a few seconds and then suddenly, my roommate indignantly spun around on her heel and with a mind-set of purpose, quickly marched herself back down the hall.

Oh yeah, she was totally going to go tell on us and as much as I hated to get kicked out of school, I was a bit relieved I'd not have to do that whole Platoon Sergeant thing.