Closing the door behind her, Allura headed for the stairs again. Taking them down to the main floor, she was very careful. The slightest misstep could mean a twisted ankle or worse. Such an accident would spell disaster for her dancing career! Luckily she left the stairs without incident. Joining a few other students who were leaving the dorms for classes, she blended in as she made her way back to the main building of the college.
Everything seemed normal to her. She was right on track for the schedule she had set herself.The other students she had left the dorms with peeled off and went down separate hallways. Continuing to go straight ahead, she was shocked when a male teacher grabbed her suddenly. Reeling back from the unforeseen and unwanted touch, she had no time to react before she was being shoved into a classroom.
Needless to say alarm bells were going off in her head, and she feared that the teacher planned on raping her. Instead he yammered on about something shedidn't understand and left, but not before telling her to remain in the empty classroom. She honestly didn't care what was going on, she just wanted to get to class and get it over with so she could proceed to the next class. Allura was here to dance, not learn history or science.