Marilynn stood up, and walked back across the football field, and started for her chem class. She itched her neck, and tossed her cig aside letting it burn out in the wet grass.
She walked to her locker, and punched it, letting it swing open. She puts her trench coat inside, as well as her cigs and flask. She takes out a black pen and a spiral notebook and a camera. She then closes her locker and heads down the hallway.