There's nothing you'd like to do more than just stay bound and rest after a long night of tickle.
Unfortunately, you can not afford that.
You've been missing class repeatedly because of your....various escapades with your rivals and Professor Ualn has already given you two warnings. One more slip and she could literally ban you from attending for the rest of the year. Unfortunately, the knots around your wrists and ankles aren't so easily undone from the hogtie you're in.
Struggling and worried (that you aren't going to make it in time) you decide to take a chance and seek help. Somehow you manage to crawl out onto the corridor edging like a snake on your belly.
A group of girls pass by and point and giggle when they notice you. You call out for help and they tease and berate you...then one of them comes over to poke your sides a bit. As soon as she realizes that this sends you squirming she starts poking you all over. You wiggle and laugh and cry until you notice that your hand's become loose enough that you can now reach the knot.
As fortune would have it this newfound struggling helped loosen the ropes enough that you can now make yourself free. You quickly jump to your feet and say thanks to the girls before you dash off to class, blasting through the door just a second before the professor can enter.
As you collapse into your seat in the back, you realize that the classroom is as busy and chaotic as ever.
A few boys have turned themselves invisible and are chasing people around the room, or have fun suddenly poking people' sides from behind. Frequent victims shiver and keep their heads down while daring others revel in the chaos. Even after the teacher enters to begin the lecture, some troublemakers still remain hidden and sneak around, poking people trying to make them cry out.
Then there are then students like Laura who just enjoy living dangerously.
She slips her feet out of her shoe and starts scratching her heel with her toes mid-class, ignoring the danger of the ticklers going around.
She grins and glances behind her until she catches your eye, clearly she's teasing you knowing that you can't really do much from the other end of the class without calling attention to yourself.
Then it happens - Professor Ualn is enthusiastically explaining the intricacies of earth magic when a loud POP goes up and a strange smell fills the room. Students who have inhaled it are suddenly reaching to their sides as they are overcome by an itchy feeling.
"Ugh!" Professor Ualn yells covering her mouth. "Who brought an itch-bomb to class AGAIN? Enough! Everyone read pages 612-738 until next time! Class dismissed!" before she hurries out of the room.
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