"What about Keith?" I asked as I started to stand up.

Mark helped me to my feet and shrugged;

"I can handle Keith if I have to, just get moving Megan and when we are out there you walk and don't stop until were out the damn door. I nodded dumbly and going over to the locker quickly tossed on my skirt and tank top. I reached down and started to unzip the boots.

"Just leave them on Megan I..." Mark stopped and looked down.

My eyes followed his and I saw the packet of coke on the floor. I stared at it and bit my lip. Oh how I...