Chapter7 THE GREAT ESCAPE

Zoe’s POV   “C’mon Lyra, hurry up dude. The classes are about to get over. We can’t afford to lose out on this opportunity,” I frantically called out of my window.   “Zoe, don’t worry about me. I’m just packing some important stuff to keep us going till we reach home,” Lyra replied, stuffing almost everything she could find into her backpack.   “You don’t need a lip gloss for lord’s sake!” I exclaimed indignantly.   “You never know when we meet a sexy dude,” Lyra winked.   I rolled my eyes and groaned. She’d flirt with Death himself if he had a six-pack and nice hair.   Our feet soon touched the soft grass after we jumped from the third-floor windows of our dorm and headed toward the main gate of the school with garbage bags slung over our shoulders, dressed in stolen linemen uniforms.   “Are you sure the IDs will work, Seris?” Lyra asked worriedly.   “Just trust me, okay? Have I ever failed you guys?” Seris replied, feigning a wounded expression.   “Guys, close your mindlinks and hold